"Oh, swordsman," Chen Feng looked at Cen Jianyuan and smiled again: "Unfortunately, your sword is not strong enough, so let your elders come down."
As he spoke, Chen Feng looked at a certain side of the sky with extremely deep eyes.
"Really, I don't believe it," Cen Jianyuan sneered again and again, his eyes bursting with astonishing sword energy.
At the same time, the flying sword at Cen Jianyuan's feet chuckled, and a sharp sword energy continued to shoot from its sword body.
"Take a blow from me and see if I'm strong enough," Cen Jianyuan shouted angrily, and the flying sword at his feet appeared beside him at some point, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, pointing directly at Chen Feng.
There was no sign of panic on Chen Feng's face. He looked at Cen Jianyuan as if he were looking at a clown performing, his eyes were very playful.
"Tear the sky with one sword," the ferocious sword energy burst out. The flying sword in front of Cen Jianyuan was like a blazing sun, shining so brightly that it was hard to open your eyes.
"He's actually a monk in the early stages of integration." Feeling the power of the sword light, everyone was shocked.
This Cen Jianyuan is so talented. He is already in the early stages of integration at such an age and has a bright future.
"However, Chen Feng is a figure who can kill with one sword even in the tribulation stage. In the early stage of integration, he is still not enough." People who know Chen Feng's strength smile in their hearts and are not worried.
"hiss,,"
The sword light ripped through the sky, cutting through a large space, and fell towards Chen Feng with great ferocity.
Chen Feng was not in a hurry, he just stretched out two fingers and pinched towards the sword light like lightning.
"Ding,,"
The crisp sound shocked Cen Jianyuan.
"How is it possible?" Cen Jianyuan stared blankly at the flying sword that was firmly clamped by Chen Feng, with a look of disbelief on his face: "My sword was blocked so easily."
"If you can't even protect your own sword, what qualifications do you have to use it in front of me?" Chen Feng chuckled, and the contempt in his eyes made Cen Jianyuan's eyes turn red.
The next moment, Chen Feng bent his fingers, and with a ding sound, Cen Jianyuan's flying sword broke and turned into two pieces.
The broken sword body hummed and trembled slightly, as if it was whining for its own end.
"Let your elders come down, I think you have good talent, spare your life," Chen Feng threw away the broken sword and turned his head away from looking at Cen Jianyuan.
"No, you dare to break my Taoist heart, you go to hell," Cen Jianyuan suddenly roared, and the broken half of the flying sword in his hand stabbed Chen Feng in the back.
"I don't know how to praise," Chen Feng snorted coldly, and a sword energy suddenly appeared behind him and wiped it towards Cen Jianyuan.
"Tear apart,"
Without any suspense, Cen Jianyuan's body continued to retreat, but the hand holding the sword was cut off completely, dripping with blood.
"No, boy, cut off my son's hand, I want your life,"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the sky, and a strong sword energy surged down, piercing Chen Feng's position.
"Are you finally willing to come out?" Chen Feng sneered, and with a casual stroke of his right hand, dozens of sword lights came forward, smashing the sword energy into pieces.
After the sword energy dissipated, a sky curtain seemed to open on a certain space in the sky, and a group of people and horses slowly appeared.
As soon as this group of people appeared, there was an overwhelming momentum that pressed down on them. Everyone present, except Chen Feng and Li Lingxi, showed a struggling look when faced with this momentum.
"What a powerful aura," Li Lingxi frowned. He had a feeling that even the weakest of the men and horses in the sky had strength that was not weaker than hers: "How could this happen in the small Lincang City?" There are so many strong people,"
"Little thief, take your life," among the group of people, a figure suddenly shot down, holding a flying sword, and fired towards Chen Feng, intending to directly launch a fierce killing attack.
This is a middle-aged man who looks somewhat similar to Cen Jianyuan.
"It turned out to be the strength of the Tribulation Stage again. It seems that we are really going to go on a killing spree today," Chen Feng said with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips and unknowingly grabbed the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand.
Using the Sky-Breaking Sword showed that Chen Feng was really going to kill someone.
"Ding,,"
The two came into contact instantly and collided like lightning.
Chen Feng stood firmly on the spot, but the monk who suddenly came down had to fly back more than ten steps before he could stand still.
"Who are you?" Chen Feng looked at the middle-aged man with cold eyes and a cold tone.
"Cen family, Cen Nian," as he spoke, the middle-aged man rioted again. The flying sword in his hand seemed to tear everything apart, and the powerful sword light engulfed Chen Feng.
"The Cen family, the Cen family again," Chen Feng's heart suddenly moved, and then a cold smile appeared on his face: "Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me."
I saw Chen Feng suddenly swinging the Sky-Breaking Sword, like a bolt of thunder, and in a flash of three-color light, Cen Wushuang's body was cut in half in an instant.
Chen Feng's eyes were cold, but his heart was secretly excited.
During this period, Chen Feng was not just rushing. After more than a month of understanding the Heaven-breaking Sword, Chen Feng's understanding of the unique move of the Heaven-Breaking Sword became more and more profound, and he was able to integrate the Heaven-Breaking Sword into the ordinary In the sword move.
This sword was struck by Chen Feng in a manner that imitated the luck of the Sky-breaking Sword. It combined three completely different powers in his body, making the sword many times more powerful.
This sword is not as powerful as the Potian Yijian, but it also has the shadow of the Potian Yijian. Moreover, such an attack does not require the terrifying consumption of the Potian Yijian. With Chen Feng's current strength , you can definitely fight for a long time in this way
fight.
"The Sky-breaking Sword created by the old master seems to be just a unique move, but in fact it is also an excellent way to practice swordsmanship. Only by understanding and mastering the secret of the Sky-breaking Sword can one be able to sword like Chen Feng. Integrated into ordinary sword moves, thus the power
Greatly increased, and became a terrifying sword cultivator," Sword Spirit Green Yi muttered to himself in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness, his eyes bright, "Originally, I thought it would take at least a thousand years for him to achieve this, but now it is even counting the time that is accelerating. It was only over three hundred years ago. Could it be that I really
You saw it wrong, this guy is really a swordsman wizard,"
These days, Chen Feng has given her more and more surprises.
"What, Cen Nian was actually killed by his sword?" In the sky, an old man who was the leader of the group of monks shrank his eyes and looked at Chen Feng coldly.
"This man is so powerful at such a young age, which shows that his talent in swordsmanship must be extremely strong. This man must not be kept." Behind the old man, all the monks had cold eyes, looking at Chen Feng with a murderous aura.
Chen Feng could clearly sense their murderous intent.
He raised his head with a questioning look in his eyes: "The people above are from the Cen family in Jianshan, Chenzhou, right?"
"Jianshan Cen family," after hearing Chen Feng's words, everyone on the ground looked horrified: "Jianshan Cen family, descendants of Jianzu,"