Just as the sword energy was slashing down, a silver sword suddenly appeared behind Shen Chenfeng's head, shining brightly.
"Soul?"
Chen Shifang's face was full of surprise and he said: "How can he, a cultivator of Guiyi Realm, have a divine soul?"
"Senior Brother Chen, please don't be fooled by his appearance."
Xuan Luo gritted his teeth and said: "Not only has he condensed his soul, but his soul is very powerful. According to my conservative estimate, he is at least the eighth level of soul refining, which is about the same strength as Senior Brother Chen."
"Really?"
Chen Shifang looked Shen Chenfeng up and down and frowned slightly.
No matter how he looked at it, Shen Chenfeng was at the pinnacle of Guiyi Realm. But he could clearly feel that the opponent's soul was so powerful.
How is this possible?
Could it be that Shen Chenfeng's true strength is stronger than him?
Or does Shen Chenfeng possess a magic weapon that can hide his cultivation?
"I wonder who is so brave and dares to sneak attack on me."
Shen Chenfeng cut off the violent attack of sword energy with one sword, then slowly turned around, looked at Xuan Luo's figure, with a hint of evil in his eyes, and said: "So it's you."
"Yes, it's me."
Xuan Luo took one step forward, and the momentum in his body surged, saying: "Shen Chenfeng, why don't you die quickly?"
Shen Chenfeng ignored Xuan Luo's provocation. He glanced at Chen Shifang and said: "A master of the eighth level of God Refining can actually do such a despicable thing as a sneak attack. Are you all like this at Sword God Peak?" Shameless?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
The disciples who were watching around him immediately showed surprised expressions.
Even Mi Zhiyin and Pan Yang quickly stopped attacking and their expressions changed crazily.
Oh My God!
That was Chen Shifang, the fifty-third ranked master on the Conferred Gods List.
How dare Shen Chenfeng call him shameless?
What a courage!
"Shen Chenfeng, do you want to die?"
Xuan Luo was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious and shouted: "Our senior brother Chen is the fifty-third master on the list of gods. How dare you disrespect him?"
"My defeated general, how can you be qualified to speak here?"
Shen Chenfeng glanced at Xuan Luo, his expression full of disdain.
"What?"
Xuan Luo roared angrily, and veins popped out on his forehead.
"Are you Shen Chenfeng?"
Chen Shifang stretched out his hand to stop Xuan Luo, with a cold look on his face, and said: "I heard that you are not only the saint son of Sword God Peak, but also the grandson of the Four Seas Sword Saint. Unfortunately, no matter who you are, if you dare to provoke our Sword God Peak, you will definitely die today. .”
"die?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Chenfeng's mouth, and he looked at Xuan Luo and others with questioning eyes, and said: "It's just you?"
"Shen Chenfeng, don't be proud."
"If it weren't for Mi Zhiyin and Pan Yang just now, how could you be my opponent?"
Xuan Luo couldn't bear the fury in his heart any longer. He shouted loudly and rushed out violently. His soul turned into a sword energy of more than ten feet and swept over him in the air.
The sharp aura frightened everyone present.
"I'm not your match?"
Shen Chenfeng stretched out his hand to hold the Divine Soul Saber with a ridiculous expression on his face.
Wait until the next moment, a fierce sword flashes out.
boom!
The Divine Soul Saber went straight up against the current and flew out more than ten feet of sword energy.
Then Shen Chenfeng flashed his body, caught up with the sword energy flying in the air, slashed out with the sword again, and suddenly shouted: "A trash like you is worthy of being my opponent?"
Boom!
A shattering sound sounded.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, the sword energy of more than ten feet was instantly cut into two pieces.
"Holy shit!"
"How is this possible?"
"Senior Brother Xuanluo is a master at the fifth level of God Refining. How could he have his soul cut off by the other party?"
Seeing this scene, the disciples of Sword God Peak caused a commotion.
When Xuan Luo said that Shen Chenfeng might be hiding his cultivation and had reached the eighth level of god refining, they didn't quite believe it.
After all, some time ago, Sword God Peak canonized a waste as the new Holy Son, causing a stir in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
And no matter how they look at it, Shen Chenfeng is at the Guiyi realm.
Although Shen Chenfeng had already condensed his soul, they didn't take it to heart at all. They only thought that Shen Chenfeng had practiced some secret technique.
However.
When Shen Chenfeng cut off Xuan Luo's Soul Sword with one strike, they finally reacted.
The Son of the Sword God, who was called useless, was actually hiding his cultivation.
"Senior Brother Xuanluo."
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Everyone, hurry up and help."
"Come together and kill Shen Chenfeng."
When Xuan Luo came face to face with him, he was beaten by Shen Chenfeng until he vomited blood.
The disciples of the Sword God Peak couldn't hold it any longer and quickly flew up with their swords, attacking Shen Chenfeng wildly.
However, this scene was immediately different in the eyes of others.
"Sword God Peak, isn't it too shameless?"
"A sneak attack on a Guiyi Realm disciple is already going too far, but they actually besieged him?"
"A group of god-refining masters besieging a Guiyi Realm disciple?"
"I have long heard that Sword God Peak and Sword God Peak have a long-standing grudge. But if they do this, isn't it a bit too despicable?"
Listening to the discussions around him, Chen Shifang was a little impatient.
He raised his head suddenly, his cold eyes swept over the disciples around him, and the discussion suddenly disappeared.
"Anyone who offends our Sword God Peak will definitely die today."
Chen Shifang's eyes flickered and he said coldly: "Are you tired of living too?"
Hearing this, the crowd fell silent.
Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, not even daring to look at Chen Shifang.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Chen, your Sword God Peak is really overbearing."
Along with a hearty laughter, countless figures tore through the sky and landed from the sky.
Chen Shifang's expression changed slightly, he bowed his hands and said, "Senior Brother Ye."
Ye Tianlong nodded as a greeting.
He lowered his head and looked at the large alchemy furnace cauldron emitting fairy light in the center of the valley, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Ye, you are finally here."
Seeing Ye Tianlong, Pan Yang flew over quickly.
"Junior Brother Pan, you have made a great contribution by discovering the Immortal Cauldron this time."
"If I can get this magic weapon, I will definitely come up with an elixir as your reward."
Ye Tianlong stepped forward and patted Pan Yang on the shoulder. The huge force shook Pan Yang's bones.
But he ignored the pain on his body and said with an ecstatic expression on his face: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ye, for the reward."
"Ye Tianlong, are you so confident that you can get this magic weapon?"
Whoosh whoosh!
Several figures fell from the sky again. Their auras were extremely powerful. They were all top twenty masters on the list of gods.
They all looked at the immortal cauldron, their eyes flickering and different expressions on their faces.
However, they were soon attracted by the fierce sound of fighting, and they looked to one side. They saw more than a dozen disciples from Sword God Peak, attacking a young man with a cold face.
"Who is this person?"
Immediately, someone let out a slight sigh and looked surprised.
A disciple of the Guiyi Realm was actually besieged by a group of masters of the God Refining Realm. And the most incredible thing was that this disciple of the Guiyi Realm had a calm demeanor.
Under the siege of more than a dozen masters, not only did he not feel any embarrassment, but he was as free and easy as the wind.
Even the masters of Sword God Peak could not even touch the corners of his clothes.
