Chapter 1639: Flying Snow Sword

"Hiss! This wave... This is... Chen Feitian! Chen Feitian, one of the three great sword wizards of the Blue Sea main star! How could he come here?"

"It's over! Go! We can't afford to offend Chen Feitian! Not only is he arrogant, he is also Bai Liuchen's youngest junior brother!"

"Go, go, go! According to his bad temper, he often goes crazy. If he falls into his hands, it will be over!"

...

In an instant, the whole garden was filled with an atmosphere of extreme fear. One after another, figures stood up as if they were sitting on nail boards under their buttocks. They were panicking and wanted to leave the garden and hide far away!

You know, the whole garden is full of quasi-human kings who have opened up the divine spring!

But at this moment, four figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the garden. These four figures were wearing uniform black martial arts robes. They stepped slowly like four giant peaks. Every step they took gradually raised dust, and the earth rumbled!

The bulging muscles, the tower-like bodies, the sharp and cold breath, these four figures are full of visual impact!

What is even more astonishing is that these four mountain-like figures all emit powerful fluctuations. They are actually four quasi-human king-level masters who have opened up four divine springs!

But the most incredible thing is that these four black-robed figures who opened up four divine springs are just... sedan bearers!

Because these four people are now carrying a gorgeous and noble sedan together!

With a bang, the gorgeous and noble sedan fell to the ground, blocking the only exit of the garden, blocking everyone's way!

The moment they saw the sedan, all the monks who were fleeing frantically seemed to freeze suddenly, not daring to move, with endless fear in their eyes, as if there was a devil sitting in the sedan!

Ye Wuque stood in one place, his bright eyes were calm, and he clearly saw the reactions of the monks around him. It was obvious that the man named "Chen Feitian" in the sedan chair had a great bad reputation in the entire Blue Sea Main Star!

Otherwise, all the monks in the garden would not have become so panicked before he showed up.

At this moment, inside the sedan chair!

A tall and thin figure sat quietly, wearing a gorgeous martial robe, showing golden color, and looked quite handsome. His eyes flashed with a terrifying light that made people's heart palpitate, and even with a kind of superior cruelty and playfulness, as if all living beings were just ants to him.

This person was Chen Feitian!

One of the three great sword wizards on the Blue Sea Main Star, nicknamed... Feixue Shenjian, one of the real young generation of influential figures!

On Chen Feitian's right hand was a strange golden long sword, as if the sword blade was made of the demon horn broken off from the demon's head, exuding a breath that made people tremble!

The next moment, the golden sword suddenly rang, with an extreme desire for bloodthirstiness, and the murderous aura spread instantly!

"Feixue baby, are you hungry again? In this case, how about feeding you all the blood of so many trash in front of you?"

Chen Feitian stroked the golden sword with his right hand. The cold sword body carried the temperature of death, which made Chen Feitian whisper like this, with extreme indifference and cruelty in his tone, and a kind of beating heat!

This is an extremely dangerous person, full of killing and evil!

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Yin!

The golden sword named Feixue rang again, as if it had spirituality, and it was full of cruel expectations and joy!

"Big Brother actually asked me to come here to see the sword marks of that rubbish swordsman, and said it would help me! It's a waste of my time!"

Chen Feitian's eyes were filled with disdain, as if he thought of something, but he didn't dare not listen to Bai Liuchen's words. After all, he came, but he was full of resentment and wanted to vent!

The next moment, Chen Feitian's eyes passed through the sedan chair, sweeping across the pale faces of every cultivator in the garden, and a voice with a hint of cruelty slowly sounded!

"Listen, you bunch of trash, if you want to leave this garden, you can! But you need to take my sword, Chen Feitian, as long as you can take it, you can leave, you can regard it as a kind of competition..."

Chen Feitian's voice spread through the sedan chair in the garden, and all the cultivators' faces suddenly changed, revealing fear!

However, Chen Feitian has a fierce reputation in the Blue Sea Main Star, and his status is extremely high. No one dares to disobey him, otherwise the end will be miserable.

"Please keep your promise, Master Feixue! Although we are far from your opponent, we will try our best!"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, a master who opened up four sacred springs among the cultivators in the garden spoke with a solemn tone, as a representative of everyone.

"Hahahahaha..."

Instantly, a wild and cruel laugh came from the sedan, followed by a sword chant that shook the world, and a golden sword light appeared!

Chant!

The sword light was obviously golden, but it was not magnificent. Instead, it was extremely bloody and dark, like the dark gold magma flowing in hell!

The golden sword light was extremely fast, and it instantly cut out several miles, cutting through the void, covering hundreds of people in the garden!

"Ah!"

"No!"

...

The howling sounded instantly, blood splattered, and arms flew up out of thin air, blood spilled in the void. Hundreds of cultivators showed despair, and their arms were all cut off by the golden sword light!

Chen Feitian was extremely powerful, completely surpassing all the cultivators in the garden. With one sword, he cut off the right arms of hundreds of cultivators at the same time!

Ye Wuque, who was standing aside, suddenly fixed his eyes, and a hint of chill surged from them!

This Chen Feitian was a quasi-human king who had opened up eight divine springs. His strength far exceeded that of all the cultivators present, and his attack was even more ruthless. It was not a competition at all, and there was no hatred. He did it on purpose, deliberately crippling these hundreds of young cultivators!

This person has a bad personality, acts madly and cruelly, and is like a demon!

"Hahahahaha... trash! A bunch of trash! You can't even take my sword! Be a cripple in the future! Humph, it's your turn!"

In the sedan chair, Chen Feitian's cruel voice echoed again, as if the high and mighty god dominated the lives of all the cultivators in the garden, intoxicated by the pleasure of killing and taking!

Yin!

The sword chant resounded again, the golden sword light reappeared, and the terrifying sharp intention of darkness and killing appeared, making the entire garden seem to be trapped in a sea of ​​swords. The terrifying sword energy that swept in all directions poured down like a storm, carrying a judgment like the end of the world!

Chen Feitian made a second move, and the mighty sword light once again enveloped hundreds of pale-faced monks in the garden, and his move was three times more ruthless than the previous one!

If he had only cut off one arm of the first hundreds of monks before, then he would cut off both arms of the hundreds of monks in front of him!

And this time, among these hundreds of monks, Ye Wuque was among them!