The first sword qi only slightly reduced the speed of the knife, and the second sword qi made the knife pause slightly, but then the knife continued to kill straight. The third sword qi slashed down the blade and stopped completely, and the sword qi was also scattered by the sword, and the fourth sword qi that was finally cut directly slashed the knife upside down and flew back.

This is a four-sword slash brewed at the top of the peak with closed eyes, each sword slashes out not only sword energy, but also the persistence of the Dao, the belief in the Dao, and the supreme momentum contained in each sword.

Yu Zefeng wanted the sword to carry his will and become his unique sword intent, not only would his swordsmanship be stronger in the future, but he would also start to cultivate the 'Seven Spirit Slash of the Gods'.

However, he still took it for granted, how could the will of the sword be so easy to comprehend?

There is an essential difference between a sword cultivator who has sword intent and who does not.

Whether it is the attack of the Earth Realm or the Heavenly Realm cultivator, it contains soul power, especially in the attack of magic weapons and heavenly weapons, soul power is the key to control, and the sword intent is aimed at these soul powers.

Interfere with the opponent's soul control of out-of-body attacks, or even directly kill their soul thoughts.

Of course, it doesn't mean that with sword intent you can be invincible, it's just that there is a more subtle way to attack.

Normal soul power attached to the attack is a special energy, it has no thoughts, and can only be controlled by the master through soul thoughts, even if it is a Heavenly Realm monk, it is only a soul power shock contained in the attack.

And the sword intent, what to do is to give the attack spiritual will, just listening to it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Chen Mingzhong recalled the slashed Tao Fu Knife, he was directly stunned, the heavenly weapon is definitely a heavenly weapon.

He quickly looked back at the group of monks behind him, thinking that no one should find out, if he could take it and keep it as a magic weapon himself, wouldn't his strength improve again.

But then he frowned, it has only been more than ten days, this son has not only recovered from his injuries, but his strength has also increased several times, and he has a heavenly weapon, is there a strong man behind him?

"It turns out that the injury has healed and my strength has improved. Ha ha.... Is this your money, boy, I'm going to do my best. Chen Mingzhong said sarcastically, still a little disapprovingly.

It's not that he's arrogant, but as a Divine Infant Monk, he has the ability to despise him completely.

Yu Zefeng didn't make any answer when he heard this, his hand was thrown, his thoughts hung in the air, and the sword body kept trembling.

Jian Yuanjin shouted in his heart: "Gathering sword style." ”

Thirty-six spiritual power flying swords came out of the body, and slammed into the slashing thoughts in the air at great speed, only to see that the spiritual power flying swords disappeared directly into the slashing thoughts, only the more and more powerful golden mangs of the slashing sword reminded everyone that the flying swords were constantly getting stronger.

"Storm Slash. Chen Mingzhong shouted.

Holding the three-foot Tao Fury Knife with both hands, he raised it above his head and slashed down, and the blade cut out a three-zhang knife burst out.

In the face of such a mighty situation, Yu Zefeng did not panic in the slightest, pinched the sword finger in his hand, looked calm, and gently moved forward.

"Huh"

Like an arrow shot from a strong bow, the slashing thought stabbed straight out, and the sword qi flying sword collided in the air in the middle of the two. The tip of the sword stabbed directly into the center of the three-zhang sword, and with a bang, a spiritual power shock wave vibrated out, and the ground was knocked out of a pit several zhang deep, flying sand and rocks and mud splashed.

The slashing thought was slashed upside down, and the sword began to disintegrate and dissipate from the middle, and the blow turned out to be evenly divided.

Chen Mingzhong was very dissatisfied with this result, and once again warned in his heart that he must kill this son, even if he doesn't want Danfang martial arts, otherwise when he grows up, it will be endless trouble for Shanhemen.

This scene made the other monks stunned, and they kept muttering in their hearts: "The peak of the talent god platform, the peak of the talent god platform." ”

An idea was born in my head, and I didn't let people live. You must know that they are definitely not one of their enemies in the face of Elder Chen, even if they have magic weapons, this is the double crushing of strength and realm.

But the teenager in front of him did something they couldn't even think of.

However, the white-hot battle was not alleviated by any will, and with another turn of the sword finger, Zhen Fei's slashing thought drew an arc, and stabbed Chen Mingzhong again.

The latter also burst out: "Break the stream", and slashed out horizontally with a knife in both hands.

Yu Zefeng stepped forward, constantly raised his right hand and swung it straight down, the flying sword slashed down in the air again and again with his movements, several swords that were cut horizontally were cut off, and the flying sword also flew upside down into the sky again and again, and the ground was knocked out of deep pits.

took another step violently, the ground shook, and they were all cracked by the step, and the right hand swung out again with the step, and the slashing thought slashed down again.

In this way, the two sides kept colliding with each other one after another, and the flying swords kept being knocked into the air, then swept back, and then slashed down. Chen Mingzhong's knife skills also continued to cut out.

After more than a dozen rounds, Yu Zefeng also took more than a dozen steps, constantly reducing the distance between the two sides.

His momentum climbed upwards with every step, and the light of the sword in the air became more and more vigorous, and the sound of the sword whistle was heard for miles.

At this moment, he fell into an inexplicable state, and he just wanted to move forward, as long as the sword could still be cut down, there was nothing to stop him.

It doesn't matter if there is an abyss, a sea, a giant mountain, or an infinite starry sky in front of you, you just need to step and wave your hand and slash out a sword.

Chen Mingzhong also discovered this, but he couldn't change it, and he didn't know when it started, the rhythm of the battle was no longer under his control, and it changed from the beginning of the attack to the current defense.

Boom, the left foot stepped forward on the ground again and exploded, and the right hand also swung down. The dazzling flying sword of the golden mangs slashed down in the air again, and at this time, the distance between the two was less than ten zhang.

"Let's all go up together and shoot with all our might. Chen Mingzhong roared angrily.

All the monks behind him violently came back to their senses, and they all mobilized their spiritual power to use their martial arts, and they struck out angrily, and he himself slashed out angrily with both swords.

Seeing this situation, Yu Zefeng raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Explosive sword style." ”

The spiritual power flying sword inside the slashing thought quickly converged towards the tip of the sword, and finally converged into a golden sword ball the size of a fist, shining brightly, as dazzling as a small sun.

With his hand slightly moving forward, the sword ball shot out from the tip of the sword, colliding with the hundred attacks on the opposite side six feet in front of him and exploding.

"Boom ....."

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and a mushroom cloud rose from the center of the explosion.

Countless clods of earth and rubble were carried away by the shock wave, some of them flying thousands of feet away, and there were also some severed limbs of monks, and the screams and wails were heard one after another.

When the blast wave of the explosion slowed down a little, Yu Zefeng stepped forward, his palm open towards the top of his head, and silently shouted in his heart: "Sword." ”

The shattered sword swept back with great speed, and the hilt fell directly into his open palm.

The figure "swooped" through the center of the explosion, raised his hand and slashed his thoughts, with a fearless and fearless momentum, a sword stabbed at Chen Mingzhong, who had just stabilized his body, and the latter hurriedly raised the knife across his chest.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the swords clashed.

The spiritual power swept away like a storm, and Yu Zefeng was shocked and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before he stood firm. But Chen Mingzhong was directly shocked and flew out more than a dozen feet, and even spurted out several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

Yu Zefeng stopped retreating, and after a moment, he raised his sword and rushed forward again.

"Wait, I have something to say. Chen Mingzhong was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted.

Asked Yan Yuze to stop his steps sharply, he also wanted to see what else the other party could say at such a point.

In fact, he knew in his heart that no matter the countless attacks and collisions before, or the sword exchange just now, it was not that he was stronger than the other party, but that he had an eight-rank defensive heavenly weapon, 'Tianluo Jia'.

The armor resisted most of the impact and anti-shock force, and if it weren't for this armor, he would have ended up with a serious injury and escaped.

After stopping, he didn't speak, just looked at Chen Mingzhong quietly.