There was a slight surprise in his eyes, it had been a long time since anyone had been able to stay in the Hundred Swords Forest Center for so long, and no one had even been able to hold out to the Hundred Swords Forest Center.

"Hmm, he's not the only one left of his sword intent here, it seems that there are two more people who have been in this center before. Chen Wufeng felt all the sword intents remaining in the Hundred Swords Forest, and immediately knew the situation.

"Ha, if it can survive for a few days, its sword intent will definitely rise. Chen Wufeng looked appreciatively at Xiao Jiange, who was sitting cross-legged below and concentrating on refining his solitary snow sword intent, and smiled.

Xiao Jiange was immersed in the pain and ascension of his solitary snow sword intent, and he did not find the dust that appeared in the void behind him.

The surrounding woods and trees were swishing and moving, and the cold wind came slowly, and the terrifying sword intent formed by the convergence of various sword intents in the cold wind blew into Xiao Jiange's soul and sword intent, making it full of training, and the heavy snow falling from the sky was also mixed with strands of sword intent, as if as long as he was in the world of the Hundred Swords Forest, everything contained sword intent.

This is a small world, such a means can only be used by the six heavens of the Condensation Realm, and this small world is actually transformed by the Yuan Infant of Dust Wufeng, and all the swordsmiths who have died in Sword Casting Mountain, Dust Wufeng will condense the sword intent of his sword casting life to his own Yuan Infant, and merge into this side of the Hundred Sword Forest, so that his spirit will last forever.

Even if you die, you can still forge a sword!

It's just that the sword forged has become this famous swordsman.

The masters of the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago all knew one thing, that is, the dust Wufeng who sacrificed the Hundred Swords Forest could be described as invincible, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Wufeng thought about the divine soul sword intent of these sword forgers, he couldn't bear to turn the Hundred Swords Forest into his own primordial infant into his body, in order not to let these sword intents dissipate due to one or two battles between himself and others.

Otherwise, Dust Wufeng's true strength may not be weaker than Emperor Shakti, and the fifth place on its merry list is not necessarily Emperor Shakti.

"It's kind of interesting, since you can hold on for so long, it's a rare kendo wizard. Chen Wufeng looked at Xiao Jiange, who was sitting like an old monk sitting below, and couldn't help but be interested, and said in shock.

"Then make it a little more difficult for you. The corners of Chen Wufeng's mouth curled, and he actually played with a little bit of fun, but he saw his mind move slightly, and the Hundred Sword Forest suddenly underwent a huge change.

I saw that the sword intent of the entire forest seemed to have spirituality, surging up in the sky, slowly rotating like silver threads, converging in the sky above the Hundred Swords Forest.

The sword intent continued to converge and suddenly turned into a swirling whirlpool, and the Dao sword intent was intertwined, revealing a terrifying aura.

"Now I want to see if you can withstand it" Chen Wufeng smiled slightly, and actually gathered the sword intent of the entire Hundred Swords Forest into a whirlpool and floated above Xiao Jiange.

Xiao Jiange was immersed in refining sword intent and didn't notice the change in the slightest, only felt that the surrounding sword intent seemed to be weak, this was undoubtedly an unusual scene, which made Xiao Jiange sigh lightly.

"Well, what's going on?, why has the sword intent become so weak. Xiao Jiange couldn't help but be puzzled, suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and then felt the direction of the Dao Dao Sword Intent, and couldn't help but change his face greatly, and suddenly raised his head.

I saw a huge whirlpool of sword intent enveloping the center of the Hundred Swords Forest, and Xiao Jiange's face changed greatly.

"*****, can you still play like this? Zhu Wen didn't say that there was such a change" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then calmed down, thinking about how to deal with this sword intent vortex

However, the next change caught Xiao Jiange by surprise. v5

I saw that the dust Wufeng on the void behind Ling Li Xiao Jiange smiled slightly, his smile was weird, and then he pinched the trick with one hand, hooking the sword intent vortex.

Suddenly, the sword intent in the vortex was full of sword intent.

"Boom" immediately followed by a shocking sword intent like the Milky Way hanging upside down, like a waterfall smashing down.

"***" Xiao Jiange's face changed greatly, and he saw that the sword intent was covered like a waterfall, and the speed was so fast that people were caught off guard.

"Hmph!" Xiao Jiange did not hesitate to display his martial sword intent at the moment, and with Gu Xue's sword intent, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a terrifying impact of sword intent.

"Boom" The vast sword intent of the martial idiot suddenly rippled out from Xiao Jiange's body, spreading in all directions like an aura.

"This is!" After Chen Wufeng felt the majestic sword intent coming out of Xiao Jiange's body, his face couldn't help but change greatly, his eyes showed a shocked color, and there were some tears rippling out of his trembling eyes.

The "boom" sword intent smashed down Xiao Jiange like a waterfall, and countless sword intents were as pervasive as tiny invisible snakes, Xiao Jiange's eyes suddenly froze, and he only felt a terrifying pain coming from the sword intent and divine soul.

"Uh" Xiao Jiange snorted, still didn't say a word, and endured it stiffly, his eyes showed a look of madness and a little regret, he was actually cowardly, he knew that it was better to fight for his life and directly use the sword intent of Guxue to withstand such a majestic sword intent.

"Boom Boom" sword intent washed Xiao Jiange like light, and Dao Dao sword intent rippled in all directions, drawing Dao sword marks on the surrounding ancient trees.

I don't know how long it took for the sword intent to slowly dissipate, Xiao Jiange only felt the pain from the soul and the sword intent slowly dissipate, and then felt that his heart was clear, and there was a loud "boom", and the sword intent of the martial idiot shook from Xiao Jiange's body, becoming more condensed and vast.

The sword intent of the martial idiot is even more vigorous.

The sword intent slowly dissipated, "Huh" Xiao Jiange slowly exhaled a breath, and suddenly felt comfortable, and suddenly felt the sense of tempering brought by the sword intent around him in the Hundred Sword Forest, and the sword intent of the martial idiot was already strong to the level of the surrounding sword intent at this moment.

"Hmm? The feeling became clearer. Xiao Jiange suddenly felt that his induction power had risen a notch, and then his eyes suddenly froze, and the sword intent around him rushed towards the void behind him.

"Who?" Xiao Jiange got up slowly, his eyes were sharp, and the sword intent of the martial idiot around him was intertwined, he looked at the void and said coldly.

"Good fellow, being able to perceive my existence is worthy of the sword intent of an old friend. As Xiao Jiange's voice fell, a ripple appeared on the edge of the void, and the figure of Chen Wufeng slowly appeared, stepping into the air, coming in an instant, and stopping in front of Xiao Jiange's three zhangs.

"I've seen the Lord of the Dust Mountain, the predecessor of Wufeng," Xiao Jiange saw clearly that the person who came did not hesitate to salute at the moment.

"The seniors are here, the juniors are grateful, it is really an honor to be fortunate to witness the demeanor of the seniors, I don't know if the seniors have important things?" Xiao Jiange said slowly, he was not shocked on the surface, but in fact, his heart was turbulent, he didn't expect that Chen Wufeng had come, and he was suddenly a little panicked.

"Ha, it's okay, I asked you about it, where did your martial idiot sword intent come from?" Chen Wufeng looked at Xiao Jiange in front of him and asked slowly, his eyes flickered, thinking that the person in front of him was the martial idiot descendant that Mu Qingyi said.

Xiao Jiange's heart sank when he heard this, and there was no need to hide it in front of such a strong person, so he hugged his fist and said, "It's not a secret, the younger generation has cultivated the martial arts idiot swordsmanship by chance." ”