Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 253 Sword Skills Crush
"This guy really has a secret method to improve the realm!"

Seeing Ye Feng with fluttering silver hair, Chen Qiao, Zhang Song and others all remembered that in the information about Ye Feng, this secret method was mentioned emphatically. It is said that after using it, it can greatly improve the realm.

Up to now, Ye Feng's upper limit record of using this secret method to improve his realm is six levels, but now, Ye Feng has only raised four levels.

Of course, it is possible that as Ye Feng's own realm improves, the effect of the secret technique will become weaker and weaker.

But there is another possibility, that is, Ye Feng thinks that facing Chen Qiao does not need to go all out.

Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, everyone is more inclined to believe the latter.

"Even if he is facing the disciples of the Lingwu Sect, does he still think that he doesn't need to go all out?" Yang Jun looked at Ye Feng's back with a lot of emotion in his heart. He could vaguely guess that Ye Feng was very strong, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to be so strong. so strong.

In terms of momentum alone, he is not inferior to Chen Qiao, the genius of Lingwuzong.

In the void, countless sharp sword qi were released from the two Sword Palaces and Spiritual Palaces. When they collided with each other, it was like gorgeous fireworks blooming.

Chen Qiao's face was livid, his identity did not allow this battle to be dragged on, even if Ye Feng had also reached the level of the third level of the Lingfu, but which disciple of the Lingwu Sect did not have the strength to leapfrog the battle.

The sword qi whizzed past, and Chen Qiao left a series of afterimages in place, which fell in front of Ye Feng in an instant, and the sword light poured down, like the Milky Way falling down nine days.

Ye Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his sword with his back, and a long river of sword energy rose from the ground, like a river going upstream.

"The fifth form of the Nine Heavens Sword Art, fill the ocean!"

In the space where the two are fighting, there is a terrifying sword energy sweeping and splashing, as if even the space is about to be cut into countless pieces.

For ordinary monks, if they step into it, they will be torn to pieces by thousands of swords.

Seeing the two fighting, Zhang Song showed a little impatience in his eyes. You must know that there are two disciples of the Five Elements Sect watching the battle, so this battle must not only be won, but also must be won cleanly.

"Chen Qiao, stop playing, just end the battle."

Hearing Zhang Song's sound transmission urging, Chen Qiao's eyes froze, and the murderous aura turned into a substantial sword aura and shot out.

"The seventh form of the Nine Heavens Sword Art, Qiongbiluo!"

Chen Qiao's body seemed to be integrated with the long sword in his hand, turning into an extremely sharp sword light and slashing towards Ye Feng. A hundred-foot-long sword energy seemed to split the entire valley in two. Everyone saw this Situation, complexion changed drastically, all of them exploded with spiritual power to resist this almost invincible sword energy.

Guo Jin sighed: "I didn't expect Brother Chen to practice the Nine Heavens Sword Art to the seventh form. It's really eye-opening."

Han Guang said: "Once this sword is drawn, the outcome can be determined."

Zhang Song said with a smile: "It's a small skill, but it made the two senior brothers laugh."

Although his words were humble, the pride in his tone was not concealed. Perhaps he also thought that this sword was enough to end the battle.

However, just as the sword energy was condensed, a more powerful sword energy swept away.

All around Ye Feng, the aura condensed into sharp long swords, floating up and down, enveloping his body in the middle.

Pointed by Jianfeng, traces visible to the naked eye appeared in the space.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Song's smile froze instantly, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Chen Qiao, be careful!" Zhang Song frantically said via voice transmission.

"The eighth move of the Nine Heavens Sword Art! Shocking!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking softly, the long swords lingering around him began to spin. It was very slow at first, but gradually became faster and faster. In the end, thousands of long swords actually formed a storm, and Ye Feng's body Also completely hidden in the storm.

"kill!"

Ye Feng's icy voice resounded in all directions, and there were ear-piercing sword chants, one after another, and finally, countless sword chants sounded like the roar of a dragon.

I saw the countless long swords turned into storms on top of Chen Qiao's sword qi, and the sword qi immediately began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"impossible!"

"How could he, a thief's disciple, practice the eighth form of the Nine Heavens Sword Art?"

Chen Qiao was terrified and furious. The Nine Heavens Sword Jue is the signature combat technique of Lingwu Sect. While its power is astonishing, it is also unimaginably difficult to practice.

Especially for the last three moves, without the guidance of a famous teacher, even the most talented people would find it difficult to comprehend them thoroughly.

Chen Qiao was able to practice to the seventh form, and he was already considered very good among the core disciples of Lingwu Sect's peers.

However, in front of his eyes, Ye Feng actually performed the eighth form, which even many senior brothers and sisters who are older than Chen Qiao have not been able to comprehend.

"Could it be that his talent is really comparable to Senior Brother Jiang?"

In Chen Qiao's memory, when Jiang Hen was Ye Feng's age, he had only practiced the Jiuxiao Sword Art to the eighth form.

Before his body was engulfed by the sword energy, Chen Qiao still maintained an expression of disbelief, and he didn't believe that all this happened for real until there were tearing pains from all over his body.

He was actually defeated by Ye Feng.

In the void, the sword energy has dissipated, and the long sword storm has gradually subsided. Chen Qiao's figure shot out from the intertwined sword energy, leaving a long bloodstain in the air.

People with sharp eyes have discovered that Chen Qiao's body is covered with wounds cut by sharp knives. There are hundreds of wounds that can only be seen with the naked eye.

Although Chen Qiao still had a faint breath, he had passed out and was unable to fight any more.

A figure flew over, Zhang Song caught Chen Qiao and put him on the ground.

As he turned his head, he felt a sharp breath fall on his back.

I saw Ye Feng standing proudly in the void, pointing the long sword in his hand at Zhang Song and said: "You will be the next one, roll over and lead to death!"

Zhang Song gritted his teeth tightly. When the group of them came to Jinyang Valley, they had announced that Ye Feng should get out and die. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng returned this sentence within half a stick of incense.

Zhang Song had almost forgotten that no one had dared to be so arrogant in front of him for so many years. Maybe after he joined Lingwuzong, this kind of situation never happened.

Ye Feng looked at Guo Jin and Han Guang below, and said, "You two should be together too, it's boring just by him."

"It's crazy!"

Now, Ye Feng gave everyone the feeling that he was too crazy, but he was so crazy that he felt happy.

Regarding the arrogance and rudeness of Guo Jin and others, who could not be angry among the people present, but they could only dare to be angry and dare not speak out, even seeing Guo Jin hurting others, they still just chose to bear it.

Such behavior may have violated the original intention of cultivation.

Isn't the reason why people cultivate is to be able to live freely and not be oppressed by others?
However, in the process of cultivation, how many people can always maintain a pure heart.

Today, from the back of Ye Feng standing with his sword, Yang Jun, Zhao Tai, and every casual practitioner present seemed to see the self at the beginning of cultivation.

Fearless power, stick to the heart.

"Since you are looking for death, we will fulfill you!"

Guo Jin and Han Guang flew into the void, one left and one right, and together with Zhang Song holding a long sword, the three directly surrounded Ye Feng in the center.

"Uncle Tai, Xiao Hei, let's go together!"

With Ye Feng's order, two furious roars resounded through the heaven and earth, and the Titan directly transformed into the titan great ape body, ripples of power spread out, and the surrounding rocks shattered a lot.

And in the sky above, Xiao Hei spread her wings and hovered, and endless undead spirit flames gushed out from her body, as if burning the entire sky.

Sensing the aura of Xiao Hei and Uncle Tai, the expressions of Zhang Song, Guo Jin and Han Guang became completely serious.

The situation of today's World War I has completely run counter to their previous expectations.

(End of this chapter)