Chapter 661: Blade of Death

On Feng Xingsheng's stern face, expressionless, he sneered and said: "It's a small skill, it's really nothing if the five of you go up together?"

"Arrogance, I'll see if you dare to be so crazy later."

Ren Hua snorted softly, stepped heavily on the top of your mountain, pulled out a black ruler, and flew forward like lightning.

The distance between the nine mountain peaks seems close at hand from a distance, but in fact even the nearest ones are thousands of meters away.

bang bang bang!

Before passing a mountain peak, Ren Hua would tap his foot hard to borrow strength, and every time he tapped, the speed would increase by one layer, and there was a crisp sound of crackling from the peak.

Under the force of his foot, it shattered into pieces, abruptly shortened to several pieces, and amidst the dust all over the sky, the momentum was astonishing.

Such a large battle is also in line with the rough fighting style of people in the war world.

It's a long story, but in the eyes of everyone, Ren Hua came to Feng Xingsheng in just four or five flashes of time.

The black heavy ruler slashed towards Feng Xingsheng fiercely with a violent aura as if it had the power of a thousand pounds.

The moment it fell, it seemed to split the air in half. Looking at it with the naked eye, one could clearly see the air waves separating from the two sides like a water curtain.

Feng Xing turned around slightly, drew half of the treasured saber in his hand, and blocked the falling foot.

A huge collision sound came out, shaking people's eardrums, Feng Xingsheng remained motionless, a blow with such force and weight that seemed to be able to cut off the sky, was easily caught by him.

Ren Hua chuckled, and said indifferently: "My hands are numb, this is just an appetizer."

Feng Xingsheng said coldly: "You overestimate yourself, I'm not as bad as you said, you really have no strength in this foot. Pingnan> Kacha!

The dazzling light of the saber shone like stars, and all the precious sabers in Feng Xingsheng's hands were unsheathed. The sharp saber aura is bundled together and merged with the true essence to form a jet-black saber aura.

Ren Hua's complexion changed slightly, a little unexpected that Feng Xingsheng could pull out the blade so easily under the pressure of his heavy ruler.

The body flickered, and flew back, the body rubbed against the air, emitting a series of dull sonic booms.

The corner of Feng Xingsheng's mouth twitched slightly, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, like an artist waving a baton, and swung forward rhythmically.

That ray of deep and dark saber aura swept away immediately, and the saber aura formed a curved black line between the planes.

As Ren Hua retreated, he followed him like a shadow, and the curved black lines between the planes gradually expanded in arc, which seemed to have a rather strange aesthetic feeling.

Ren Hua's complexion was ugly, the arc formed by the black sword energy seemed to expand without end, and it was stuck to his face less than two inches away.

The hair on the front of the head has been blown wildly by the strong wind above the saber energy, and the skin on the face is also painful.

The black saber aura is like a death blade, as long as you slow down a bit, your head will be cut in half immediately.

And the distance is too close, there is no time at all, and given the opportunity to use a heavy ruler to separate him, he can only keep retreating, constantly retreating.

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At this moment, his life was hanging by a thread, so he could only gamble that because of the time, the wisp of saber energy would be weakened before his real energy was exhausted.

People outside looked at it, but they thought it was nothing, it was just that Feng Xingsheng slashed out a black arc-shaped saber energy, pushing Ren Hua back continuously.

Unexpectedly, Ren Hua's current situation has reached the point where if he is not careful, he will die here.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xingsheng's mouth, his right hand moved like lightning, and the treasured sword was put back into its sheath.

call out!

The blade was completely inserted into the sheath, and the black arc-shaped blade energy instantly formed a black ring, flickered for a while, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"You want to use me as your stepping stone to become famous, Ren Hua, you have found the wrong person. If you want to defeat the genius I called you the top three in the top ten wars, you are not qualified enough."

Feng Xingsheng smiled lightly, his body was like a sharp arrow, and he turned and left directly under the suspicious eyes of everyone.

"What's going on, is the battle over?"

Many people didn't understand why, they didn't expect this battle full of expectations to end so quickly, and most people didn't even know who would win or lose.

Only a few people could see that Ren Hua, who had landed on a mountain in embarrassment, had a symmetrical knife mark on his left and right faces.

It looks like a person uses a black paintbrush to add a touch to each face, which is very funny.

With just one move, Feng Xingsheng, the No. 1 swordsman in the 18 southern states and second only to one of the seven giants on the Tianjiao list, defeated the No. 1 genius in the Ninth War Realm.

With such strength and such a quick end to the battle, some warriors who were prepared to watch a terrifying battle felt a huge disappointment in their hearts.

It was completely unexpected that the battle would end in such a situation. Ren Hualian was defeated without a chance to use the giant bloodline on which he was famous.

"I went, what's going on, it's too unexpected."

"Feng Xingsheng's words are not wrong. Ren Hua wants to step on him as a stepping stone to fame, but he is indeed looking for the wrong person."

"The number one swordsman of the younger generation in the south, this title is indeed well-deserved. It is estimated that in the next year, he will challenge the Seven Giants and justify his name."

"Recently, the top ten newcomers in the battle world are in the limelight. Many local masters have been singled out. Feng Xingsheng can be regarded as a sigh of relief for us in the eighteen southern states."

"However, Feng Xingsheng humiliated Ren Hua so much, Haolang, the strongest genius in the First World War, would definitely feel sorry for him."

The battle came and went quickly, and it took a long time for someone to respond to you, and the voice of discussion gradually became enthusiastic.

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Xiao Chen's eyes were calm, showing a light of deep thought, and he seemed a little out of place in this lively scene.

Feng Xingsheng's knife just now brought him a great understanding, outsiders don't understand it, but Xiao Chen, who is also a genius swordsman, can't understand it.

That seemingly simple slash actually contained many brilliant skills. The first thing Xiao Chen admired was the perfect six-level sword intent.

Sixty percent of the saber intent, in fact, is already regarded as a master's careless intention, but it was contained in the saber aura by Feng Xing, but it did not leak out at all.

In this way, it is ensured that the angle of the arc-shaped saber aura becomes wider and wider in the end, and when it approaches a circle, the power and aura of the saber aura are not dispersed in the slightest.

The second is the artistic conception of the wind, Xiao Chen felt that Feng Xingsheng should have touched a threshold of the will of the wind, otherwise the knife would not be fast and Ren Hua would not be given any chance.

The scariest thing was the moment when Feng Xingsheng finally closed his move, when the black saber energy formed a circle.

Xiao Chen clearly felt a palpitating power. If he was replaced by Ren Hua at that time, after the knife, he would never think that he still had a way out.

But it was such a powerful knife that only left two faint knife marks on Ren Hua's face. How powerful the control must be to do it.

There are people beyond people, and there is sky beyond the sky. This Kunlun Realm is indeed a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

That Ren Hua, he had many difficulties to defeat, and there was only a 60% chance of winning, and he had to use 500 moves.

But Feng Xingsheng can defeat the opponent with only one move, and his thinking continues to spread, what kind of strength will the seven giants who are stronger than Feng Xingsheng have.

On the Tianjiao list of outstanding people, what kind of strength will the saints who always occupy the top three be.

The road ahead was difficult, Xiao Chen had expected it long ago, and didn't think too much about it. Feng Xingsheng's knife inspired him a lot.

He was going to go back and think about it. He could already exert 60% of the power of the saber intent, but he couldn't control it perfectly. Now is a very good opportunity.

This battle, not only watched in vain, not only opened the eyes, but also helped the comprehension of sword intent substantially.

Quietly leaving the lively scene around, Xiao Chen flew towards Tianling City alone, his white back was plain and unadorned. With a restrained edge, no light can be seen, no one will care about him.

In the colorful and splendid Tianwu Domain, heroes emerge in large numbers, and masters from all walks of life in the lower realms emerge one after another, showing their sharpness. On the stage of this great world, show the most radiant side of yourself, wanting to leave a name in history and be immortal for thousands of years.

Xiao Chen is just a spectator for the time being. For a battle of Feng Xingsheng's level, he can only watch silently like other passers-by.

He had nothing to do with the excitement, he just watched quietly, not saying anything, but never doing nothing. The burning blood never stops, only the pride is hidden in the bottom of my heart, and the dragon will eventually rise to the sky.

The teleportation array left in the Immortal Era allowed Xiao Chen to return to the Haotian School, which was millions of miles away, in just an instant.

After returning, he rushed to the mission hall non-stop, preparing to hand over the mission of killing Heifeng Qisha, where there were still 50,000 high-grade spirit stone rewards waiting for him to get.

Although he has a net worth of one million high-grade spirit stones now, but when it is really used, more than one million high-grade spirit stones are not enough to see at all, so Xiao Chen still cares about these fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones.

At the same time, Zhuo Yushi and his group of friends also successfully completed the escort mission without any surprises or dangers. Each of the 100,000 high-grade spirit stones was divided into more than 10,000, and everyone was overjoyed.

"Escort mission, is there no danger at all, whoever dares to make trouble in the name of Haotianzong, I say this mission is most suitable for us."

"That's right, with more than 10,000 high-grade spirit stones in hand, and the sights of various places along the way, it's not a trip in vain."

Zhuo Yushi and a group of friends are chatting freely, and they seem to be in a very good mood. They ate well, played well, and saw a lot of beauties and beautiful scenery along the way.

Suddenly remembered something, Zhuo Yushi came to the counter, and said to the task manager behind him: "Senior, I have a question, I have a companion named Xiao Chen, he seems to have accepted a task to kill casual cultivators, he Not coming back."

The black-clothed deacon showed displeasure, but he still said: "Not yet, your friend took the mission of killing Heifeng Qisha, it's been more than half a month, and he probably won't be back."

Zhuo Yushi's face couldn't help but change when he heard this, no matter what, he still has a lot of gratitude to Xiao Chen.

At the beginning of the casual acquaintance between the two, they were willing to help him buy Juyuan Pill, but they were afraid of hurting his dignity and saying that it was borrowed from him. With such a character, this person is definitely worthy of deep friendship.