That fierce voice was filled with a cold, sharp and domineering aura. It seemed that what was coming was not a voice, but a cold and threatening sword energy.
Zhao Wuya's body trembled violently, and that terrifying sword was frozen in the air, unable to be cut down anymore.
Lu Wushuang was like a fish jumping onto the water bank, gasping for air, and fell limply into Xiao Shuang's arms.
"Open the light curtain for me."
That domineering and sharp voice sounded from outside again.
Li Long looked along the sound and saw a tall man wearing a silver mask standing outside the light curtain.
"Don't pay attention to him."
Li Long's face suddenly turned cold and he shouted sternly at Zhao Wuya: "Sword slave, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you kill them quickly?"
Zhao Wuya turned a deaf ear. He suddenly put away his sword and turned to face Shen Chenfeng.
Although he is blind, his ears are not deaf.
With such a domineering voice and such a sharp voice, in the entire Xuantian Sect, who else but Shen Chenfeng could be heard?
"You are so brave, you dare to cause trouble in our duel arena?"
Seeing this scene, a chill flashed across Li Long's eyes, and he was about to call the guards at the fighting arena.
At this moment, Shen Chenfeng suddenly drew his sword.
A sword pressure so powerful that it destroyed the world swept through the entire space like a tsunami.
"This, this is..."
"What a powerful momentum."
"Who is this person? He dares to cause trouble in the duel arena?"
Thousands of eyes were focused on that tall figure, with expressions of surprise, confusion and interest on the faces of the crowd.
"Shen Chenfeng, damn, it's him."
Liu Min's face was even more furious. He recognized the terrifying swordsmanship that killed Chang Ping at a glance, and said with fierce eyes: "I asked why this person is so familiar. It turns out that he is not the emperor's son at all, but Shen Chenfeng. This bastard , actually teasing us like this.”
Boom!
A dazzling sword energy, like the scorching sun, hit the light curtain hard.
Click!
The light curtain in front of Shen Chenfeng, and even the entire space, was torn apart by his sword.
"Holy crap, how is this possible?"
"That light curtain is a third-level formation that the Li family spent a lot of money to buy. It is used to prevent the duel from being interfered with. It is said to be able to withstand a full blow from a strong person in the Guiyi Realm."
"Such a formation was actually cut open by this man's sword. It's so terrifying."
Looking at the broken light curtain, the crowd's hearts suddenly shrank.
Shen Chenfeng ignored the horrified looks of the people around him, held the smoking sword in his right hand, and stepped into the duel arena.
Roar!
The hundreds of demon beasts didn't know what kind of stimulation they received, and they hit the cage even more crazily, even if they were injured by the formation on the cage and were bleeding, they didn't care at all.
"Boundless!"
Shen Chenfeng looked at the disheveled, blind, and unrecognizable Zhao Wuya, and let out a thunderous shout.
Zhao Wuya's body trembled violently, and his cold and ruthless face gradually melted, revealing a bitter smile and said: "Brother."
"Look what you did!"
Shen Chenfeng strode up to Zhao Wuya, his heart filled with overwhelming anger, and said: "Where is the life talisman I gave you? I promised you to use the life talisman to notify me if you are in danger. Why are you like this? Won’t tell me?”
Zhao Wuya was silent for a moment, and said in a dry voice: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you..."
"Why are you so stupid!"
Shen Chenfeng glared at Zhao Wuya, his heart tingling slightly.
It was obvious that he was the one who got Zhao Wuya into trouble and was made like this by the Li family. But this guy turned the other way and was afraid that he would be implicated.
This fool!
Shen Chenfeng wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhao Wuya's appearance, he suddenly took a deep breath and said: "It's okay, brother, it's okay. Regardless of the thousands of troops, I will take you out of this ghost place now."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuya could no longer hold back, and two lines of tears gurgled down the white cloth.
He stepped forward and grabbed Shen Chenfeng's hand, his voice hoarse, and said: "Okay, forget about the thousands of troops, let's go."
"Wait a minute."
Li Long stepped out across the street and stood in front of Shen Chenfeng, saying coldly: "What do you think of this place? You just want to leave like this?"
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Shen Chenfeng held the sword in one hand and pointed it diagonally at the ground, with a compelling killing intent emanating from his body.
"You alone are worthy of killing me?"
Li Long's eyes moved and he shouted coldly: "Sword slave, kill him for me."
Buzz!
As the voice fell, Zhao Wuya's robe suddenly tightened, and the slave mark on it shone brightly.
But his body remained motionless, and even though his bones were rattling due to being strangled by his robe, and green smoke was rising from the pricks of his slave mark, he did not even frown.
"Sword slave, do you dare to disobey me?"
Li Long frowned suddenly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The robe with the slave mark on Zhao Wuya's body is actually a magic weapon. It can not only be used to punish disobedient slaves, but also control the slave's body at critical moments.
But what surprised him was that Zhao Wuya used his strong will to resist the power of this magic weapon.
No matter how much he urged, he couldn't control Zhao Wuya's body.
"Old dog, I have tolerated you for a long time."
"Today I will show you, the Li family, my strength, Zhao Wuya."
Zhao Wuya smiled coldly, and then shouted loudly. His muscles all bulged like a horned dragon, instantly bursting through the robe bearing the slave mark.
"How can this be?"
Li Long was shocked and had no time to react.
"kill!"
Zhao Wuya spit out a terrifying sound from his mouth, carrying a terrifying murderous intention, and he had already killed Li Long with a sword.
This sword is extremely powerful.
The vitality around him was billowing, spreading to both sides, as if the world had been split open by his sword.
The Sword Technique of the Massacre God!
This is the magical swordsmanship that Shen Chenfeng once gave him, and it is also his only trump card.
"You want to rebel?"
Feeling the terrifying sword energy, Li Long was secretly surprised.
However, as a master of the seventh level of the Celestial Realm, he is extremely powerful. He raised his right hand, and a finger that penetrated the sky and the earth, carrying terrifying pressure, suppressed it suddenly.
Supernatural power, one finger can reach the sky!
boom!
The huge gap in cultivation caused the terrifying sword light to be crushed directly by Qingtian's finger.
Zhao Wuya also groaned, his face flushed, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"You have such little strength, but you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"
Li Long clasped his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.
At this moment, a violent sound pierced the air suddenly sounded from behind his head.
Li Long's face changed wildly, and he looked back in shock.
Shen Chenfeng appeared behind him at some point, with the sword in his hand shining brightly, and carrying a sword energy that was so blinding that it was killing him crazily.
"How dare you?"
Li Long dodged crazily to the side, but was still brushed by a ray of sword light.
Poof!
Li Long screamed, and his entire left arm was torn apart.
"With just this little strength, I can still kill you."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were cold, his body flashed, and his crazy sword energy slashed out again.
