At the moment when Shen Chenfeng was secretly alert, an ordinary sword light suddenly fell from the sky. It almost brushed his body and flashed past him.
The sharp aura on it made all the hairs on his body stand up.
"Huh?"
A surprised voice sounded in the space.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in black robes, with sharp edges and a calm expression, suddenly tore open the space and stepped out of the crack.
Boom!
When this person dropped his foot, the whole space trembled violently.
At the same time, Shen Chenfeng's heart also trembled.
"The Four Great Emperors!"
Shen Chenfeng had a solemn expression on his face, even though he had previously relied on the Phoenix God Palace to completely suppress one of the Four Great Emperors' Heaven and Earth Dharma.
But the true form of the Four Great Emperors is dozens of times stronger than that Dharma Appearance.
The sense of oppression he brought to Shen Chenfeng was even stronger than that of Su Sihai and Headmaster Dahuang.
"I wonder who can dodge my sword energy."
The Four Great Emperors glanced at Shen Chenfeng, then suddenly sneered and said: "So it's you, Shen Chenfeng."
"Great Emperor, save me."
Holy Son Qinglong vomited blood and fell softly to the ground.
"A bunch of losers."
Instead of coming to the rescue, the Four Great Emperors yelled loudly, saying: "It's a waste of time that you are a group of masters in the Dharma Realm, but you can't even deal with a waste in the God Refining Realm. What's the use of keeping you?"
The Qinglong Holy Son's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something.
"What happened to the realm of refining gods?"
Shen Chenfeng suddenly spoke, with a face full of joking, and said: "I don't know who it was at the beginning. As a master of the Dharma Realm, he knelt down to a cultivator of the Guiyi Realm?"
"What did you say?"
The eyes of the Four Great Emperors moved, and a strong aura erupted from their whole bodies.
Under the suppression of this momentum, the entire space became heavy, as if there were thousands of mountains pressing down on it.
The Qinglong Holy Son groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Shen Chenfeng's expression remained motionless, his brows unmoved.
He seemed not to be affected by the aura at all, staring at the figures of the Four Great Emperors, and said: "What's wrong, you forgot about kneeling down to me so quickly?"
boom!
It was like a thunderous explosion.
He looked at Shen Chenfeng with his mouth agape, too surprised to say a word.
The Four Great Emperors, kneel down to Shen Chenfeng?
How is this possible?
You must know that the Four Great Emperors have a transcendent status in the Tiansheng Sect.
Even the head of Shenzong must pay homage to the four great emperors.
How could such a person kneel down to Shen Chenfeng?
How is it possible?
The Holy Son of Qinglong was shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to distinguish between the true and false.
"Shen Chenfeng, you are looking for death."
The four great emperors were furious in their hearts. He was a majestic emperor, and he had never met an opponent in his life. However, due to carelessness, he was defeated by Shen Chenfeng and was forced to kneel down.
Although it is just a Dharma image.
Although Shen Chenfeng relied on external forces.
But a defeat is a defeat, and the four great emperors never make excuses.
This is a stain on his life.
Now that Shen Chenfeng is bringing up this matter again, it is tantamount to opening his scars and adding salt to the wounds.
A cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Shen Chenfeng, when you set up an ambush in Feng Shen Palace and killed so many disciples of our Shen Sect, I haven't even asked you to settle the score, and now you still dare to talk nonsense here. .”
"Whether it's me talking nonsense or you have something going on in your heart, you know it yourself."
Shen Chenfeng sneered and said: "Besides, you mean to settle the score? Haha, then we have to settle the score. When you were in Xuantian Sect, you cut off our Sihai Peak with one sword and killed countless immortal disciples. In the Twelve Alliance Among them, the Zixia Sect was destroyed, and the sin was heinous."
"Four Great Emperors, you don't need to settle accounts with me. I, Shen Chenfeng, will never spare you."
Hearing this, Holy Son Qinglong's heart beat wildly.
He has been practicing in the Tiansheng Shen Sect for so long, and this is the first time he has seen someone dare to talk to the Four Great Emperors like this.
"In that case, there's nothing more to say."
The Four Great Emperors snorted softly, and a sword light suddenly rose from behind, as if a divine dragon soared in the sky for a moment, and then slowly landed in front of him.
When the light faded away, a divine sword was revealed.
The whole body of this divine sword is as black as ink, but the hilt is pure white. Between the alternation of black and white, there is a simple and clumsy text imprinted on it.
Wuji!
"Because you are also a great emperor, today I choose to let you die with dignity."
Whoosh!
The four great emperors raised their hands and pointed, and the black and white divine sword flashed wildly, tearing apart the layers of space, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and slashed down hard.
"When it comes to swordsmanship, I, Shen Chenfeng, have never lost before. I don't know who will kill whom."
Shen Chenfeng shouted loudly, and the Tiangang Sword flew out.
Two fairy-level flying swords collided in the air, and a sharp sound was heard.
The Qinglong Holy Son's body trembled violently, his eardrums had been pierced by the sharp sound of swords, and he could not hear anything.
But he ignored the pain and stared at the sky.
Bang bang bang!
The two fairy swords flashed in the sky, like two giant dragons making waves, fiercely attacking and biting violently. You chased me, it was extremely thrilling.
In a short period of time, Shen Chenfeng and the Four Great Emperors had already fought hundreds of moves.
Every move they make is the most powerful swordsmanship.
Every move is fatal and every move is startling.
One is from the Tiansheng Shen Sect, who has the most powerful swordsmanship. The other is from the Dahuang Immortal Sect, who has the most powerful swordsmanship.
A duel between two swordsmen at their peak.
It is an extremely valuable experience for any swordsman.
As a sword cultivator, Holy Son Qinglong is no exception.
Even if the sword energy pierces the body.
Even if the aftermath caused him to vomit blood.
But he watched the two men's battle intently, fearing that he would miss every detail.
"Sage Qinglong, do you want your life?"
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from my mind.
"Meng Xuanji."
The Holy Son of Qinglong glanced at the beautiful woman next to him, then looked at the sky without looking back, and said: "What do you know, Shen Chenfeng and the Four Great Emperors are the most powerful masters of swordsmanship in the world today. Watch their Fighting will benefit any sword cultivator immensely."
"Even if you are watching the battle, there is no need to be so desperate."
Meng Xuanji couldn't help but lift up the body of the Holy Son of Qinglong and sweep it away into the distance while saying: "If you and I hadn't grown up together, I wouldn't bother to care about you."
"Meng Xuanji, please put me down quickly."
Holy Son Qinglong suddenly struggled and shouted frantically: "Coming, coming, the four great emperors are about to take action."
"What's going on? Aren't the Four Great Emperors always fighting?"
Meng Xuanji looked puzzled and wanted to say something.
Sudden!
A frightening aura suddenly passed over.
"Shen Chenfeng, your swordsmanship really surprises me. It seems like it's really hard to kill you unless you show some real skills."
"Take my move."
"The Four-pole Sword Technique, the Sword of Spring."