Chapter 707 Eight-armed Shura, one blade covers the sky!
"Dead, Chen Yao is dead!"
"How is this possible?"
"Shen Chenfeng, why did you suddenly become so powerful?"
boom!
As the body of the young man in silver armor suddenly exploded, Lu Zihua and others quickly retreated, subconsciously distancing themselves from Shen Chenfeng.
Several masters who were extremely arrogant and arrogant just now are now pale, their eyes are dull, and their bodies are shaking constantly.
Kill.
The young man in silver armor who was ranked eleventh on the list of gods and had superb spear skills was actually killed by Shen Chenfeng.
Moreover, it is still an instant kill!
Lu Zihua was frightened in his heart. He did not expect that Shen Chenfeng would be so powerful after surviving the catastrophe.
But now that the matter has come to this, he has no way out.
Lu Zihua gritted his teeth, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Brothers, come together and kill him for me."
"kill."
Several masters on the Conferred God List are extremely decisive people.
They roared angrily, each used their magical powers, and rushed over madly.
Boom, boom, boom!
A violent piano sound was the first to be hit.
However, after Shen Chenfeng condensed his holy soul, these heavy and harsh sounds of the piano could no longer have any impact on him.
"Now that my sword skills have been perfected, use your lives today to prove my sword skills."
Shen Chenfeng's figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of a master.
The master was shocked, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a powerful electric light.
Shen Chenfeng turned a blind eye. He held the sword in his hand and said fiercely: "I will smile to the sky from the horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact."
"This sword of mine is called the Heavenly Sword!"
Click!
A fierce, domineering, and wild sword light turned into a huge sword and slashed wildly. In an instant, it cut the powerful electric light and the master in half.
"Shen Chenfeng, go to hell."
A master was quietly lurking behind Shen Chenfeng. The moment Shen Chenfeng swung his sword, he suddenly rose up and swung out more than ten sword lights in a row.
Waves of sword energy tore through the void, extremely sharp.
At this moment, Shen Chenfeng suddenly turned around.
He stepped forward suddenly, and eight figures suddenly flew out from behind, each holding a sword and using different magical powers to knock down more than ten sword energy instantly.
"This sword technique is called Eight-Armed Shura!"
Shen Chenfeng's face was indifferent and he took another step forward.
The eight figures behind them immediately raised their sabers and killed them simultaneously.
"Shen Chenfeng, do you underestimate me? Do you want to kill me with this kind of sword skill?"
The disciple roared angrily, and the flying sword rose into the air. Then it split into eight sword beams and pierced through the air to kill him.
Magical swordsmanship, splitting light into shadow.
"For a piece of trash like you, it's enough to kill you."
Shen Chenfeng sneered, and the eight figures overlapped, and their momentum suddenly surged.
Then he quickly slashed out with his sword, and the fierce sword light instantly tore through eight sword qi, and stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely with lightning speed.
"ah!"
The disciple suddenly screamed and his body was torn apart.
Shen Chenfeng had no expression on his face and put away his sword.
His body flashed in the space, and in two steps, he came to the young man holding the guqin.
"Shen Chenfeng, please sing a sad soul song for me."
The face of the young man playing the guqin changed wildly, and his hands were like lightning as he quickly strummed the guqin.
The originally sharp sound of the piano suddenly became deep, as if countless people were wailing, which made people feel heavy and the whole space was filled with deep sadness.
Shen Chenfeng's expression remained motionless, his brows unmoved.
Holding a sword in his hand, he seemed not to be affected by the sound of the piano at all, and stepped towards the boy with the guqin.
Boom, boom, boom!
Cold sweat gradually broke out on the forehead of the boy playing the guqin, his hands became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became heavier and heavier.
Even later, these piano sounds turned into reality, forming invisible ripples that continued to spread in all directions.
The disciples who were watching had already fled ten thousand meters away.
But when the deep sound of the piano came from far away, I immediately felt that my heart was filled with sadness. I couldn't control my emotions and burst into tears.
However, Shen Chenfeng remained unaffected.
He kept a steady pace, leaving clear footprints in the air, and slowly walked up to the boy with the guqin.
Boom!
When Shen Chenfeng stood in front of the boy, the strings suddenly broke.
The boy with the guqin gave a bitter smile and said: "Even a master in the realm of Dharma will find it difficult to resist my sad soul song if he doesn't understand the music. Shen Chenfeng, how did you do it?"
"How can a mere Dharma image be compared with me?"
Shen Chenfeng stepped forward and slashed with his sword.
"Arrogant."
The young man with the guqin had an angry face. He raised his guqin and wanted to step forward to resist.
But the fierce sword light seemed to be an illusion, passing directly through his guqin.
"What's going on?"
The Guqin boy had a confused face and had not yet reacted.
A stinging pain suddenly rose from behind.
The Guqin boy looked down and saw a golden blade piercing out of his chest. And Shen Chenfeng, who was standing in front of him just now, appeared behind him at some unknown moment.
"How...how is this possible?"
The Guqin boy's face was filled with shock. He suddenly remembered something and quickly opened his mouth.
But before he could speak, the sharp sword energy tore his entire body apart.
"Ahhhh."
"Zhao Sheng is also dead."
"Shen Chenfeng, why are you so powerful?"
Seeing the remaining masters of the guqin after the death of the young man, they were extremely frightened.
One knife!
Still a knife!
Draw the sword and draw blood, kill with one sword.
Shen Chenfeng has used his sword three times in total, and three masters have become the dead souls under his sword.
Everyone looked at Shen Chenfeng in horror, thinking of retreating in their hearts.
"I don't believe it!"
Li Feiyu suddenly roared, opened his big bow, and said with sharp momentum: "Shen Chenfeng, you just survived the catastrophe, I don't believe you can still be so powerful."
"Seven Stars in a row, kill!"
Boom!
Seven ferocious arrows, almost regardless of the front or rear, penetrated into Shen Chenfeng's chest at the same time.
Li Feiyu's face was ecstatic, and he secretly thought that he had guessed correctly. As expected, Shen Chenfeng was really strong on the outside and was deliberately trying to be strong.
But the next moment, the expression on his face completely froze.
"ah!"
Shen Chenfeng, who had a cold face just now, suddenly screamed and turned into Lu Zixuan, falling from the sky wailing.
"This is……"
Li Feiyu's heart trembled violently, his eyes showed deep fear, and he said: "It's an illusion!"
"That's right."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly appeared behind Li Feiyu, with a cold smile on his face, and said: "How do you feel about dog biting dog?"
"Shen Chenfeng, I'm going to kill you."
Li Feiyu's eyes turned red instantly, his palms trembled continuously, and he fired dozens of arrows in succession. These arrows were connected end to end, and their power was continuously superimposed, forming an unparalleled arrow light that directly shattered the void with a radius of tens of thousands of meters.
Shen Chenfeng suddenly tightened his grip on the sword, and his whole body was filled with energy.
Facing the terrifying arrow light, he not only did not dodge, but stepped forward to meet it, with an extremely arrogant expression on his face, saying: "Cut the wind and rain with a knife, and the light will shake the heavens!"
"This is my last sword technique, and its name is..."
