Chapter 720 Unscaled Sword Spirit

Seeing that Gai Feng's sword intent was blocked, all the sword cultivators heaved a sigh of relief.

Many sword cultivators who had shot before quickly put away the swords in their hands. They could feel that their sword intent was a bit vulnerable in front of Gai Feng. Gai Feng's sword had obviously reached or even surpassed the realm of selflessness and no sword. Or power, are completely suppressed.

That sword is not something they can resist, it is impossible to block it.

Quite a few sword cultivators had expressions on their faces. They had never encountered this kind of thing before, and the opponent was still at the Jindan stage, which was simply humiliating.

There are also some sword cultivators standing behind the barrier, constantly insulting and provoking Gai Feng.

Not to mention them, even Fairy Lingyin frowned slightly.

She had an illusion that Gai Feng who issued this sword was not a cultivator at the Jindan stage at all, but a cultivator at the Transformation God stage.

Its sword intent is so deep and sophisticated that it might not be possible without a thousand years of kung fu.

If she hadn't been affected by the formation and could use Yuanli unscrupulously, she might not be able to block it comfortably.

She thought slightly, "Is Wei Shang reincarnated? But his cultivation is only at the Golden Core level, and with the addition of blood feed and top-grade flying sword, there is no reason why he should be so strong."

Zhou Shu, who was not far away, was also wondering about this.

Could it be because of the sword spirit? If there is a sword spirit in the Scarlet Flood Dragon Sword, and the sword spirit is extremely strong, it is very possible to do it.

"Caiying, is there a sword spirit in the sword?"

"Call me Lord Palace Master, hum," Chong Jinjian complained in a low voice, "I don't seem to be able to feel it in the sword, but..."

Zhou Shu doubted, "But what?"

Caiying hesitated for a while, "There is an aura similar to Bengong's, not in the sword, but on him."

"Body, you mean..."

Zhou Shu looked at Gai Feng, his expression froze, showing a lot of astonishment.

At this time, the situation changed again, Gai Feng's sword was blocked, he glanced at Fairy Lingyin, and the red flood sword swung out again, the target was actually towards Fairy Lingyin.

The rolling sword intent was much faster than before, and its color also changed, like a rushing golden river.

The blood has been completely absorbed by the sword, and the original power of the sword has been brought into full play.

Wherever it went, the Xuanxing spar was also dyed golden.

And Fairy Lingyin stared at the sword intent without moving, with a trace of disdain on Ruyu's face, letting the river wash over her.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

There was a series of ringing sounds like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, the place where Fairy Lingyin was was swallowed up by sword intent.

But Fairy Lingyin stands in the river of sword intent, like a mainstay, unmoving, and the sword intent will automatically separate in front of her, unable to hurt her in the slightest.

The sword intent was very strong, but it was absurd to want to hurt Fairy Lingyin.

Many sword cultivators mocked loudly.

"What on earth do you want to do? Just attack us, but you dare to attack Fairy Lingyin?"

"You scum! Overthinking what you can do, you can shake a big tree!"

"waste!"

The words were quite unbearable, and the humiliation he had just suffered vented out all at once, as if he had revenged himself.

Gai Feng was unmoved, and even smiled.

Fairy Lingyin seemed to have thought of something, she swayed slightly, and looked behind her.

Sure enough, the formation behind her was completely destroyed by the sword intent.

It was arranged by Taoist Changxiao to cover up the formation of the nine hundred and ninety-nine red dragon swords. Obviously, the arrangement was not so delicate, maybe Taoist Changxiao never thought about it. Behind the fairy, the formation may be exposed.

Once the formation was destroyed, the golden sword mountain was immediately revealed.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine red dragon swords, in the torrent of sword intent, seemed to be manipulated by someone, and suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and the sword energy soared into the sky!

A phantom of a red dragon sword suddenly appeared in the sword energy!

"What's this?"

"Why are there so many swords, the same as those in Gai Feng's hand?"

"The Heavenly Sword Gate is here, why put these swords here?"

There were so many identical golden swords suddenly appearing on Tianxing Peak, the audience was naturally very confused, looking around, they were completely confused, and the monks on the high platform, without many exceptions, were mostly puzzled.

"These swords..."

"The old man has heard that it seems to be the secret of Tianjianmen. These swords come from a traitor of Tianjianmen, but why it is not clear here."

"Is that the Chijin Flood Dragon?"

"It's a bit weird today. I'm afraid something will happen to Tianjianmen."

Zheng Huabai and Chen Huayu, who were in mid-air, turned pale. It is definitely not a good thing to expose such a thing to everyone.

"I'm going to collect the sword!"

"This old man is going to kill Gai Feng!"

The two looked at each other, and suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, a big hand with a length of several tens of feet appeared on the Chijiao Sword Mountain, and it directly pinched towards the sword mountain, intending to uproot the entire sword mountain.

And Zheng Huabai also appeared in front of Gai Feng, swiped his long sword, and pressed down hard.

"Go to hell!"

boom!

A black shadow fell down, Gai Feng had no ability to dodge, he was completely suppressed by the long sword, lying flat on the ground, falling down continuously.

Crackling, bursts of bone shattering sound came out.

Zheng Hua Baixian was really angry, even the Xuanxing spar was broken by his sword.

And Gai Feng whose bones were all broken, and most of his body was embedded in crystal stones, was probably dead.

But he still had a smile on his face, staring fixedly at Zheng Huabai.

"Today, you are the first to die."

The icy voice seemed to float from the underworld, without a trace, it slipped into Zheng Huabai's ears.

"It's still you who die!"

Looking at Gai Feng, Zheng Huabai seemed to have seen the past, his face was so dark that water dripped out, and the long sword in his hand continued to fall without mercy.

As the long sword fell vigorously, Gai Feng's body almost completely disappeared, and even his flesh and blood seeped into the spar.

Zheng Huabai's expression was serious, he stared closely at a spirit that overflowed from between the crystals, and suddenly reached out his hand to grab it.

"As I said, you're the one who dies, whether it's the body or the primordial spirit."

Laughing ferociously, he squeezed it down hard, and his soul shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Just as he let go of his hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "How could it be the soul, shouldn't it be the primordial spirit? Could it be Wei Shang?"

Boom!

From among the shattered spar, a cyan sword shadow suddenly rose up, straight into the sky!

The sword shadow was hundreds of feet high, and the sharp sword energy shot out, covering the entire Tianxing Peak in an instant.

Zheng Huabai, who was close at hand, only felt that the sword energy was piercing, as cold as winter, even he couldn't resist it, so he quickly swung his sword in front of him, and retreated quickly.

"This is... Wugou!"

Stepping back a little, staring at the sword intent, a trace of fear suddenly appeared on his face, he lost his mind, panicked for a while, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Back then, the scene where his master was killed by Wu Gou seemed to appear before his eyes again.

Chen Huayu was also stunned. He also experienced a great change thousands of years ago. This sword shadow undoubtedly came from the sixth-level flying sword used by Wei Shang back then, Wugou!

"Wugou's sword spirit...how could it be on Gai Feng's body?"