The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 2139 The Strongest Divine Skill
The group of demon spirits rushed towards the group of sword masters like bloodthirsty sharks.

The group of strong swordsmen naturally refused to sit still, they shot at these demon spirits one after another, but those demon spirits seemed to have immortal bodies, the moves of those strong swordsmen not only failed to kill them, but let the demon spirits rely on them , and bit off the general with their mouths!
Seeing this scene, Ling Feng gasped. The quality of these divine swords was comparable to that of Mo Yujian. In the mouths of these demon spirits, they were no different from tofu.

Losing the support of the divine sword, those strong swordsmen also died tragically at the hands of the demon spirits, and even those demon spirits would not spare their corpses, devouring them all.

When the last strong swordsman was devoured, those demon spirits turned into black blood and flew back into the huge eyes.

Those eyes glanced lightly at the battlefield below, with a hint of disdain and sarcasm in the eyes, and at the same time, it also looked at where Ling Feng was.

At this glance, Ling Feng felt chills all over his body, and he seemed to feel the cries of countless ghosts coming from his ears, and Ling Feng's mind was greatly shocked at that moment.

But fortunately, the owner of the eyes didn't seem to care about Ling Feng, but slowly closed his eyes, and the huge space crack in the sky disappeared again.

"What a terrifying existence!" Ling Feng's eyes showed endless panic and fear. At that moment, Ling Feng deeply felt the approach of death.

But why, I was just looking at the images of these Excalibur memories, why did the owner of the eyes seem to be able to see himself?Could it be that that guy is already a terrifying existence beyond time and space?

Before Ling Feng could think about it, everything in front of him had disappeared, and what was replaced was still devastated and a mess.

Hurrah!Ling Feng was panting heavily, and the pictures he saw just now echoed in his mind.

"This is..." Ling Feng lowered his head and looked at his trembling hands. He clenched his fists tightly, with an angry look on his face: "Ling Feng, what are you trembling for? What are you afraid of? Will you be intimidated?"

Pa pa pa pa, Ling Feng slapped himself several times heavily, and only then did he overcome the fear in his heart.

"Those strong swordsmen are very strong, and their strength is not weaker than me, but so many strong swordsmen can't even withstand a move from the master of the eyes, which shows how powerful that mysterious existence is! Even if it is not a god, it must There is also the power of God!"

"I still know too little about this world!" Ling Feng exhaled and calmed down: "Now is not the time to think about what that mysterious existence is, now... I want to understand the strongest thing from here." Divine skill!"

Through the scene just now, Ling Feng's heart was also greatly shocked. He sat cross-legged on the sword mountain, closed his eyes, and felt the various emotions coming from the divine swords around him.

Pain, sadness, despair, unyielding, shouting... Countless emotions are constantly blending in the air, and Ling Feng seems to be immersed in these emotions, and his sense of existence becomes extremely low, as if he wants to blend in with the surrounding environment as one.

Just like that, Ling Feng sat cross-legged in the sword mountain, and gradually merged with the whole sword mountain.

That scene is repeated on the sword mountain every day. Every time Ling Feng reads it, he will have different feelings in his heart. Although he has never known who these strong swordsmen are, Ling Feng has felt their sword intent. Dao!

Time passed bit by bit, and soon, a month was about to pass, but Ling Feng never came out. In the last few days, Ling Feng seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Finally, when the last day came, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes seemed to carry galaxies and reincarnations, full of vicissitudes.

"During the past month, I have felt countless sword intents, as well as your joys, sorrows, joys, fears, and unyielding!" Ling Feng's hand gently stroked the broken sword beside him, muttering to himself: "In the face of an invincible enemy, you use your sword intent to shape your character, and your swordsmanship to express your attitude. Although you die in the end, your will will remain on this land forever!"

"Although I, Lingfeng, have nothing to do with you, I am willing to inherit your will. No matter what kind of powerful enemy I face, I will not shrink back, not be afraid, and do my best to protect the most precious place in my heart!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and raised his hand lightly: "Divine skill... the lamentation of the divine sword, the lamentation of thousands of swords!"

Boom boom boom, Ling Feng's voice fell, and the broken swords in the entire Jianshan seemed to have heard Ling Feng's words, and they kept trembling, as if they were going to respond to Ling Feng's words.

Whoosh, whoosh, soon, the divine sword closest to Ling Feng rose from the ground, hovering above Ling Feng's head continuously, and then other divine swords also flew up, hovering above Ling Feng's head.

Ling Feng stood up and looked up at the sword array in the sky. Although these divine swords were all broken, Ling Feng could still feel the desperate aura from them.

With a wave of Ling Feng's hand, tens of thousands of divine swords shot up into the sky, the powerful sword energy tore into the void, and the red halo in the sky was also shattered by the sword energy.

"Break through all the confinement, even a broken divine sword cannot become a imprisoned puppet!" Ling Feng roared: "Excalibur laments! Slash!"

boom!Tens of thousands of divine swords rushed down suddenly, and the entire sword mountain was directly blasted into a deep pit, and those divine swords made the sound of swords.

Then the countless divine swords turned into streaks of light and flew into Ling Feng's body, and soon a sword shadow appeared on Ling Feng's back.

Then Ling Feng stepped on his feet suddenly, and he stood up from the ground.

In the next second, Ling Feng found himself at the gate of the palace again, and the mechanical voice came: "Congratulations, outsider, you have realized the strongest magic skill in the way of swords!"

Ling Feng was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Can I ask, who are those strong swordsmen? And... who is the existence that wiped them all out!"

"Outsider, your curiosity is very strong, but it's not a secret, it's okay to tell you!" The voice said lightly: "Those swordsmen who are strong in the way of the sword are called the God-destroying Clan, and those who wiped them out... ...is the Grim Reaper!"

Ling Feng was silent, and sure enough, the owner of that eye pupil was really a god, and also the death god of the twelve main gods!
But why did the Grim Reaper kill them?Why are they called the Demigod Clan?

"I know you still have a lot of doubts in your heart. If you can inherit the position of God of War, you will understand everything! Now you are not qualified to know so much!"

(End of this chapter)