Chapter 694 The audience shook, and there was silence!
quiet.
Deathly silence.
Everyone looked at Shen Chenfeng in disbelief, their mouths opened wide, and their eyes full of horror.
Oh My God.
Shen Chenfeng, a disciple of Guiyi Realm, dared to say that Chen Daoxuan farted.
What a courage.
"Shen Chenfeng, are you impatient with life?"
"How dare you, a loser, be so arrogant to Senior Brother Chen?"
"I take it you want to die?"
Countless Sword God Peak disciples yelled at Shen Chenfeng.
Even though he was in tears, he frowned slightly.
Although she also hated Chen Daoxuan's arrogant look, Shen Chenfeng actually used vulgar words like fart to describe him, which made her impression of Shen Chenfeng even worse.
She really couldn't figure out why Qin Sheng was so elegant, so he could like such a person?
"Haha, this Shen Chenfeng is quite interesting."
Ye Tianlong smiled and said: "A mere disciple of Guiyi Realm dares to say that Chen Daoxuan farts."
"As expected, he is as arrogant as the rumors say."
Lu Zihua also smiled and said: "But I just don't know how strong this person is. How much of Chen Daoxuan's skills can he force out?"
At the same time, on the stage.
Chen Daoxuan's face was stiff. Ever since he was dethroned as the Holy Son by the Sword Master, his reputation in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect has plummeted.
Now, in order to help Sword God Peak, he deliberately promoted this competition, just to restore his reputation.
However.
What he didn't expect was that before the competition even started, his reputation had already been tarnished.
Shen Chenfeng's fart not only made him lose all his momentum, but also instantly made him the laughing stock of the crowd.
"Okay, Shen Chenfeng, I originally wanted to let you live a little longer."
Listening to the whispers and jeers from the crowd around him, Chen Daoxuan was furious.
A frightening murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Since you are so eager to die, I will fulfill your wish."
"kill!"
As soon as the word kill came out, the Qinghong Sword shook wildly.
This flying sword, which was a low-grade elemental weapon, instantly turned into a thunderous giant, like a swimming dragon, it set off a wave of air and pounced on it ferociously.
He did not perform any sword skills with this sword.
But the huge power made everyone present feel secretly frightened.
"Well done."
"As expected of a low-grade elemental weapon, it is indeed powerful."
"Senior Brother Chen, kill Shen Chenfeng. Let everyone know the majesty of our Sword God Peak."
The disciples of Sword God Peak shouted loudly, their faces full of excitement, as if they had seen Shen Chenfeng being killed.
The other disciples also shook their heads secretly.
it's over.
All this, all is over.
Although Chen Daoxuan did not use any swordsmanship with his sword, the gap in strength between the two sides was so great that Shen Chenfeng simply could not resist.
"What would the Sihai Sword Saint's reaction be if he knew that his grandson was killed by Chen Daoxuan?"
"With Su Sihai's temper, he must go to Sword God Peak to fight for his life."
"But Daluo Sword Saint's strength is not weaker than that of Sihai Sword Saint. Even if Su Sihai finds himself on the Sword God Peak, I'm afraid he won't be able to get any benefits."
The crowd thought that the overall situation had been decided, and couldn't help but start discussing the aftermath.
But the next moment, the space suddenly fell silent, and all sounds disappeared.
Everyone looked at Shen Chenfeng in surprise. Facing the powerful attack, instead of dodging, he slowly stretched out his right hand.
"Isn't he the Holy Son of Sword God Peak? Why doesn't he draw his sword?"
"What does he want to do when he reaches out his palm?"
"Did he want to catch Chen Daoxuan's flying sword with his bare hands?"
The crowd was full of surprise and a little confused.
I just burst into tears, as if I thought of something, my face changed crazily.
She stood up suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, are you crazy?"
Before the voice could finish, Shen Chenfeng stretched out two fingers and pinched the Qinghong Sword.
At this moment, the whole audience was shocked.
The countless disciples who were sitting in the void and watching the battle were all stunned for a moment, and even a little bit dumbfounded.
Catching a sword with your bare hands?
Why should he?
Although Shen Chenfeng's body is surprisingly powerful, Chen Daoxuan's flying sword is a low-grade weapon. It is indestructible and indestructible to everything.
Even the Tiansheng Shen Sect, which was famous for its physical strength, did not dare to take advantage of him.
Shen Chenfeng is such a loser, how dare he use his body to pick him up?
"Does he want to die?"
"If he had used his sword skills, he might have been able to hold on for a while. But if he used his body to force the attack, he was simply impatient."
"I really don't know how someone as powerful as the Sihai Sword Saint could have such an idiot grandson?"
The crowd sneered and kept mocking.
Even Elder Tianxing frowned deeply and showed disdain for Shen Chenfeng.
"If he took it hard with his bare hands, he might really die."
"What can I do?"
Tears Qingcheng was secretly anxious in her heart. When she came, Qin Sheng warned her repeatedly. No matter what method she uses, Shen Chenfeng must be saved.
Her original intention was to let the two of them have a few moves.
After Chen Daoxuan's energy dissipated, she stepped forward to save Shen Chenfeng's life.
But what she never expected was that Shen Chenfeng would die as soon as he came up.
"Forget it, the master values this person so much. There must be a reason for the master. I can't let anything happen to him."
Tearful, Qingcheng suddenly took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually brightened.
At this moment, Qinghong Sword suddenly slowed down.
It swayed slightly, as if breaking through the void, and in an instant it carried an unparalleled sharp aura and killed in front of Shen Chenfeng.
"not good."
Tears Qingcheng was shocked, but it was too late to take action, so she could only exclaim: "Shen Chenfeng, be careful."
"Hahaha, it's over."
"With this sinking wind, he is really doomed."
"Dead."
Everyone ridiculed and spoke frankly.
Dead.
With Shen Chenfeng's strength, it is impossible to block Chen Daoxuan's sword.
No one doubted that he was dead this time.
However.
Before the voice could fall, Shen Chenfeng suddenly raised his palm, and with lightning speed, he easily caught the extremely swift flying sword between his two fingers.
His two extremely slender fingers were like iron hoops.
No matter how much the green rainbow sword vibrated, it was unable to break free from his two fingers.
In an instant, the whole place fell silent.
The endless ridicule, as if being killed, disappeared in an instant.
Whether it is a disciple of Sword God Peak, a disciple of Spear God Peak, a disciple of Qin God Peak, a disciple of Painting God Peak, a disciple of Beast Controlling Peak, or a disciple of Arrow God Peak.
Whether it was Elder Tianxing, Elder Chen, or several elders watching the battle.
At this moment, everyone subconsciously widened their eyes and looked at the light and graceful figure on the ring in disbelief.