(2nd Update)

The sword light flashed, and the knife momentum was incomparable.

Under one sword, everything will be cut open, and the amazing knife pressure is like a waterfall falling from the sky, and it will be fiercely pressed.

Chen Feng's eyes flickered, and his eyes flickered like a storm roaring.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, it was raised high, and the sword power of the chaotic sky exploded without reservation, surging and rushing layer by layer, straight through the sword body, and all around, layer by layer of invisible aura swept like a violent wind.

The Three Absolute Swords of the Heavenly Wind: Storm Lore!

Sword Strike!

The powerful blow was like a bamboo, and the terrifying and incomparably sharp sound exploded, shattering the surrounding air one after another, leaving scratches one after another.

The two figures paused one after another, and then retreated violently.

The sword and sword trembled, and the sound was piercing and sharp.

Chen Feng retreated a few meters in a row, his body flickered, and the body of the heaven and earth swimming dragon was exerted, and his body was like a swimming dragon winding back, a little on tiptoe, and there seemed to be wisps of air around his body turning into strong winds and strong winds, whistling endlessly.

Wind Demon Hundred Spirits: Wind Grass!

This is a body method, but also a footwork, but also a leg method.

Chen Feng's speed skyrocketed to the extreme, and a leg shadow was furious, fierce and rapid, kicking Zhao Kuang fiercely.

The sudden blow caught Zhao Kuang off guard, and he could only block Chen Feng's leg with a horizontal knife in front of him, and the whole person retreated again.

Chen Feng's figure flashed, like a shadow.

Wind Demon Hundred Spirits: Storm Destroys the City!

Twenty leg shadows broke through the air, and they continued to bombard Zhao Kuang.

Zhao Kuang could only resist with a horizontal knife, and the whole person retreated again, only to feel a terrifying force frantically invading and bombarding, and the qi and blood were surging and surging, and he was almost about to vomit.

The twenty leg shadows paused slightly, as if they were converging into one in an instant, condensing into a leg shadow that was like a substance, and the aura that diffused was several times stronger.

Wind Demon Hundred Spirits: Demon Wind Howl!

Cultivating to break through to the eleventh transformation of the forging body, the sword strength of the chaotic sky is not only more powerful, but also more powerful, and the recovery speed is also faster.

As a result, Chen Feng came to perform the best martial arts again, which was easier than before, and the power he could exert was much stronger.

Under the blow, Zhao Kuang's knife was suddenly shaken open, and the whole person could not bear the power of Chen Feng's leg, retreated a few meters, and fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Yunqi played and was easily defeated, Xiao Xuanwu won one defeat and one defeated, but Chen Feng defeated the two.

It's simply ......

Incredible!

Chixingzi's brows furrowed, and his eyes were scorching, as if there was a wisp of murderous intent lingering.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yuandao's mouth.

Although he had confidence in his own disciple, the other party was a quasi-saint son of the Tianyuan Holy Land after all, and his talent and strength were extraordinary.

In the end, Chen Feng can defeat him, Wang Yuandao is actually not a little sure.

But, one way or another, World War I was inevitable.

Even if it is defeat, it is a kind of tempering of oneself.

The edge of the sword is sharpened!

If it is not tempered, how to create a peerless edge.

No one is born undefeated.

The real strong man is always not afraid of failure, learns lessons from failures again and again, and forges ahead.

But if you can win, why lose?

"You're the only one left." Chen Feng's gaze moved away from Zhao Kuang, fell on the young man in black suit, and said without delay.

"It was a surprise to me." After a moment of silence, the young man in the black suit spoke, but his expression was still so arrogant and indifferent, and his deep dark eyes seemed to be looking down from above: "You are qualified to know my name, my name is Li Wuji." ”

As the words fell, Li Wuji's right arm reached forward, and a black ring on his finger suddenly flashed with light.

Seeing the black light swallowing, a pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, diffusing the amazing power of the spirit soldier.

Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

Just now, when this person fought with himself, he didn't use a spear.

Could it be that he also hid his means?

Spears are his major?

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuanwu couldn't help clenching his fists, and his face was a little ugly.

Chen Feng's eyes fell on the pitch-black spear in the opponent's hand, a little surprised.

Immediately, a hint of excitement grew from the depths of my heart.

Fang Li Wuji fought with Xiao Xuanwu and suppressed Xiao Xuanwu, that kind of strength is indeed good, but at best, it is stronger than Zhao Kuang, who did his best just now.

If you let go of the battle, you will be defeated by your own sword.

That...... It's too boring.

At this moment, it seems that the other party has reservations about the battle with Xiao Xuanwu.

Li Wuji held the black spear in his hand, and his magic urged, and his whole body rushed with all his strength, and immediately penetrated the spear, as if activating something, a black light burst out, like a flame covering the flames, the air was ignited and became scorched, the temperature rose, and everything was scorched.

In the next breath, Li Wuji stepped out, and the spear trembled slightly, shattering the air like a black dragon and bombarding it.

A shot is as fast as the wind, aggression is like fire, and domineering is like thunder.

The astonishing power of the gun came from the air, making Chen Feng's face awe-inspiring.

Pressure!

Real pressure!

Li Wuji's strength is stronger than the previous girl in blue and even Zhao Kuang and the like.

is also a peerless Tianjiao who is also a top saint-level supernatural, but in fact, there is also a difference between high and low.

Li Wuji's strength is undoubtedly the strongest among the three.

The spear broke through the air, and it was as fierce as thunder.

Chen Feng's figure suddenly rose, like a wisp of wind blowing, and the sword turned into a streamer and pierced through the air.

As soon as he got closer, Chen Feng felt the astonishing heat emitted by the other party, as if scorching everything and turning into ashes.

Li Wuji's marksmanship is exquisite, and what he has displayed is a superb marksmanship, which is extremely powerful.

That marksmanship was incomparably in line with his miraculousness, and when it was displayed, it burned like black flames, piercing through everything.

But Chen Feng's performance is even more amazing.

The Wind Shadow Twenty-Four Swords, the Heavenly Wind Three Absolute Swords, the Eight Deadly Styles, and even all kinds of top-grade swordsmanship that have been promoted to the level of the best martial arts are easy to come by and can be controlled freely.

The Heaven and Earth Dragon Body Technique and the Wind Demon Hundred Spirits were constantly displayed, alternating the mysteries of the Ten Shadow Illusions and the Wave Steps, which made Chen Feng's figure even more erratic, even more incisive than when Fang Cai fought with Zhao Kuang.

"This son has mastered so many martial arts ......"

"The so-called superb understanding, is it really so superb?" Chaos Heaven Sect Master Tuoba Wuxiang's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't stop thinking.

As a sect master, he is still a powerhouse of the Merge Dao Realm, and he is well-informed, so he naturally knows very well that once anything reaches the extreme, it will have good potential.

The general understanding is superb, and it is naturally excellent when placed among ordinary people.

But in terms of a group of supernatural people, especially those who have reached the saint-level supernatural level, they are not outstanding, at best, they are almost the same as king-level supernatural supernatural beings.

However, the potential of the king-level supernatural is very different from the saint-level supernatural after all.

But Chen Feng's comprehension is superb, and it seems that Tuoba Wuxiang feels unusual.

Throughout the ages, it is not that there are people with simple and superb understanding, but who can master so many top-grade and even top-grade martial arts at Chen Feng's age and background?

And it's easy to apply.

"No, I seem to have overlooked something...... Tuoba Wuxiang stared at the fierce battle between the two sides, his eyes fell on Chen Feng, his brows furrowed slightly, pondering, he always felt that there was something he had overlooked, and immediately, his eyes lit up, and the brilliance bloomed: "I see!" ”

"It's the body!"

"If Chen Feng is just a mortal, it is impossible for him to collide with a saint-level god."

"Chaotian Sword Body!"

"Chen Feng has practiced into a chaotic sword body, that breath, domineering and sharp, extraordinary, by no means the first chaotic sky sword body."

"At least the fourth!"

Thinking of this, Tuoba Wuxiang suddenly gasped.

As a sect master, he was naturally very aware of the difficulty and painful process of cultivating the Chaotian Battle Body and the Chaotian Sword Body.

Every cultivation is like Ling Chi's torture, which is unbearable, and those whose will is not strong enough will collapse directly, and those whose spiritual strength is not strong enough will not be able to control their strength, not only will their cultivation fail but also their bodies will be injured.

Even if the cultivation is successful, it will take a lot of time.

And every time you cultivate, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes.

Often, after practicing one weight, there will be an interval of a few months, and a few years before you can continue to practice the next weight.

How long has Chen Feng been in the sect?

This is the fourth level of the Chaotian Sword Body?

It's incredible!

For a while, Tuoba Wuxiang felt that Chen Feng was by no means as simple as having superb understanding, and there must be other peculiarities.

Tuoba Wuxiang's gaze couldn't help but fall on Wang Yuandao, and said secretly: "Senior Brother Wang, this time it's a great luck." ”

Wang Yuandao noticed Tuoba Wuxiang's gaze, and seemed to understand something, so he nodded imperceptibly.

At this moment, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji has intensified to the extreme.

The collision of the sword and the spear burst out with an incomparably amazing sound, piercing and bursting, and the layers of qi also hit in all directions.

Zhao Kuang and the girl in blue had extremely solemn faces.

Li Wuji's strength, although it could not be called the first among the tens of thousands of disciples received by the Tianyuan Holy Land this year, it could also be called the second, much stronger than them.

But now, you can't defeat a mortal?

It's like a dream.

"Mortal?" The two suddenly came back to their senses and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Mortal bodies are limited, how can it be difficult to regret them?

Gradually, more and more people noticed this point that they had just overlooked.

Red Xingzi's eyes flashed with red stars, falling on Chen Feng's body, and he looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to see it through.

At this glance, I feel that it is extraordinary.

"Chaotian Sword Body!" Chi Xingzi said in a condensed voice: "At least the fourth level of the Heaven Mixed Sword Body, Wang Yuandao, how did you cultivate this disciple?" ”

"What do you have to do with it?" Wang Yuandao responded.

A flash of anger flashed in Chixingzi's eyes, but he suppressed it again.

It's more of a chaotic sect here.

However, his eyes stared at Wang Yuandao without concealing murderous intent, and Wang Yuandao was not afraid to look at him.

What about the Convergence Realm?

Try your best, but you may not be able to cut it.

When a person knows that his life is short, he will either sink in despair, or see through it freely, or be fearless.

Wang Yuandao belongs to the latter two.

At the same time, the battle between Chen Feng and Li Wuji has reached the moment of deciding the winner.

Li Wuji's whole body shook, all his power surged, and the breath of the whole person fit with the spear, bursting down from a high altitude, like a black meteorite falling from the sky, shattering everything.

Chen Feng looked up, his body squatted slightly.

The sword rested on his waist, the sword body continued to vibrate and tremble, and a powerful sword power diffused out.

"Thirteen Styles of Absolute Sword......

Tuoba Wuxiang's voice murmured.

Everyone was shocked.