As Shen Chenfeng raised the long sword, the surrounding spiritual energy boiled instantly, as if being attracted, squeezing crazily and condensing on the long sword.
The infinite sword power suddenly rose.
The heaven-destroying aura was like substance, and Wang Zhi's teeth chattered in shock.
"Wang Zhi, take my sword!"
Shen Chenfeng shouted loudly and waved the long sword in his hand.
A sharp, cold and domineering sword energy turned into a cross shape and slashed straight at him.
No one can describe the grace of this sword.
Wherever the sword energy passes, everything is indestructible and everything is indestructible.
The surrounding air retreated crazily to both sides, as if it could not withstand the power of the sword, and it seemed that it did not dare to stand in front of the sword at all.
Wusheng Sword Technique!
The first style, cross kill!
This is the supreme sword art that Shen Chenfeng created by himself after understanding the principles of heaven and earth, integrating the essence of countless sword techniques into one body.
In his last life, he relied on this sword technique to dominate the world and suppress all directions, and was dubbed the prestigious Sword Emperor of the Sky.
Although with his current strength, he cannot exert one ten thousandth of this sword technique, it still possesses extremely terrifying power.
Click!
The sword energy swept across.
The Zhenwu armor that Wang Zhi was proud of was cut open like tofu easily in front of this sword energy.
"How can it be?"
Only then did Wang Zhi suddenly wake up, but it was too late to hide.
In desperation, he grabbed Wang Chong beside him and changed their positions. Then he exerted all his strength and galloped away into the distance.
"Elder, save me..."
Wang Chong only had time to scream, before his body was torn apart by the terrifying sword energy.
Immediately afterwards, the cross sword energy continued to slash forward, cutting dozens of towering ancient trees in succession before the power gradually dissipated.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Wang Zhi rushed a hundred meters away and looked at a bare forest, his face pale.
With one strike of the sword, not a single blade of grass will grow.
too horrible!
After decades of practice, this was the first time he saw such a terrifying swordsmanship.
Even the most advanced heaven-level martial arts cannot compare with the power of this sword.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used Wang Chong as his scapegoat.
Otherwise, the sword strike just now would have killed him.
"Shen Chenfeng, I didn't expect that you could master such amazing swordsmanship."
Wang Zhi turned back expressionlessly, his face already filled with murderous intent.
But the next moment, his whole body froze.
Wang Zhi lowered his head in disbelief and saw an extra sword mark on his chest.
The sword mark was so deep that one could see the bone, and bright red blood was continuously pouring out from the sword mark.
"How can this be?"
Wang Zhi suddenly changed his color and said: "I have obviously escaped that sword energy, why am I still injured?"
"How can a piece of trash like you avoid my sword?"
Shen Chenfeng raised his sword indifferently, and the rich spiritual energy gathered again.
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhi was so frightened that he almost died.
He didn't have time to think too much, he turned around and turned into a bolt of lightning, running away madly into the distance.
After Wang Zhi's figure disappeared completely, Shen Chenfeng's face suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spat out a handful of blood mist.
"Shen Chenfeng, are you okay?"
Yue Hanzhu hurriedly stepped forward, her eyes filled with concern.
"I'm fine."
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and put down the sword in his hand.
The power of Wusheng Sword Technique is terrifying, and with his current strength, it is extremely difficult to use it.
The sword strike just now drained away all his strength almost instantly, and he didn't even have time to control the direction. If not, with Wang Zhizhen's first-level martial arts strength, it would have been impossible for him to avoid it.
"Shen Chenfeng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"If I hadn't been willful, this wouldn't have happened."
Seeing Shen Chenfeng's miserable expression with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Yue Hanzhu shed tears of guilt.
"Don't worry, I just ran out of energy and my health is not serious."
Shen Chenfeng said a few words of comfort, then changed the topic and said: "However, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Just now I used my strength to scare Wang Zhi away. When he reacts, he will definitely not give up."
As he spoke, Shen Chenfeng stepped forward with his sword, split open the Red Flame Tiger's forehead, and took out a thumb-sized gem from it.
This gemstone is red in color and contains extremely high temperatures.
Beast crystal.
This is the essence of Beast King's life, and it has countless wonderful uses.
"Let's go to that underground cold pool first."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes flashed and he said: "When I recover my cultivation, it won't be too late to settle the score with Wang Zhi."
…
An hour later.
Shen Chenfeng and Yue Hanzhu came to a cave, which was damp, cold, and exuding an astonishing chill.
The deeper you go, the colder it gets.
After they walked down three hundred meters, an underground cave suddenly opened up before their eyes.
This cave is not big, only tens of meters in diameter.
There is a pool in the center, constantly sending out a biting chill.
"This is the underground cold pool."
Shen Chenfeng looked at the shivering Yue Hanzhu, took out the beast crystal, and said: "Put this beast crystal in your mouth to resist the cold."
"good."
Yue Hanzhu put the beast crystal in his lips and immediately felt a warm current flowing through his body, feeling extremely comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring.
"Without further ado, let me break the curse for you first."
Shen Chenfeng groaned and said: "During the process of breaking the curse, it may bring you great pain. But no matter what happens, you must persevere."
"I see."
Yue Hanzhu's eyes were determined. No one knew how strong her desire was to return to martial arts.
"In that case, let's get started."
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand, and Yue Hanzhu jumped into the cold pool.
Even though she had the beast crystal of the Red Flame Tiger in her mouth, she still felt a biting chill.
"Hold your breath and concentrate."
Shen Chenfeng warned, and then used the huge soul power to rush into Yue Hanzhu's body.
In an instant, everything was revealed in front of Shen Chenfeng.
Inside Yue Hanzhu's body, the bones were as crystal clear as jade, and there was a faint fairy light inside. A faint golden color appeared in the blood, and the light shone brightly, illuminating the veins of the bones.
Descendants of saints, born with immortal bones!
Unfortunately, there are black lines imprinted on the various meridians and Dantian on the bones of Yuehanzhu.
These lines intersect with each other, forming a faint formation.
"The Ten Directions Demon Sealing Array is a technique of the Wuji Immortal Sect. I just don't know who in the Wuji Immortal Sect the Yue Hanzhu family has offended?"
Shen Chenfeng murmured, a little lost.
Since his death, Li Muyu has swept across the world. His relatives and friends have either suffered accidents or disappeared without a trace.
Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, the Wuji Immortal Sect would still be there.
I just don’t know, how many old friends are there?
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and put away his messy thoughts.
He turned the power of his soul into a long sword and slashed at the black lines in Yue Hanzhu's body.
At this moment, a deep voice came from the lines.
"I am Lin Jiantong of the Wuji Immortal Sect. Who are you, how dare you ruin my good deeds?"