Peerless Martial Soul

Hate, but powerless!

One by one, the Void Bone Dragon shreds the cultivators who fled for their lives.

Until the last old man in yellow, even if he tried his best, he couldn't get the Void Bone Dragon at all.

It was torn to shreds and swallowed in one bite!

In the distance, Chen Feng had passed through the area guarded by the void bone dragon.

Hearing the desperate roar of the old man in yellow, he smiled coldly.

If he was kind enough to ask for help, he might be able to help him.

It's a pity that he has a wicked heart and keeps himself in a cocoon!

After passing through the broken ruins area, there is an open space.

The transparent key suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air, and sprinkled with silver brilliance, causing waves in the void in front of him.

Gradually, the waves spread.

Only then did Chen Feng see clearly that there was not nothing in front of him, but a long river formed by the power of the void.

The power of the internal tumbling is extremely terrifying, enough to easily tear apart all the cultivators under the Immortal Realm!

When Chen Feng was in trouble, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the depths of the long river, a man in white, stepping on the long river, was walking towards him like a stroll in a courtyard.

This person looks about forty years old, dressed in white clothes like snow, quite down and out of style, with a shaggy beard, but he has an indescribable sense of heroism.

There is no breath on him, like a mortal.

But Chen Feng knew very well that mortals would never be able to walk in such a turbulent void.

The strength of this person, I am afraid, has reached an extremely terrifying level.

When the man in white approached, Chen Feng saw his thoughtful expression and seemed to be thinking about something.

A strong sword intent emanated from his body.

It was this sword intent that made Chen Feng's heart tremble and his body felt cold!

"The sword intent is so extreme, it's natural!"

His saber intent, although he touched the level of extreme intent.

But compared with the real extreme artistic conception, it is like the difference between clouds and mud!

The real ultimate is the integration of man and artistic conception, the heaven and the earth, and the universe!

With a thought, artistic conception can control the power of heaven and earth, turn it into a domain, and the domain evolves into the universe.

Fighting him in his universe is not courting death?

He can easily use the power of a universe.

The appearance of Chen Feng also alarmed the man in white who was contemplating.

With a curious look on his face, he turned to look at Chen Feng: "Little guy, can you see me?"

Just after asking, he saw the transparent key in front of Chen Feng.

Suddenly, the curiosity on his face turned into shock: "Wanxu Spirit Key?"

"What's your relationship with Yan Qingyu?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he came back to his senses.

He frowned and asked, "Senior knows my master?"

"Master?"

The man in white was also stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "So Qing Yu made this tomb of the fairy for your boy."

"This wait is hundreds of years."

Chen Feng became more and more curious: "Who is the senior? Why wait for me?"

The man in white said lightly, "My name is Bai Yujing, I'm just a one-time loose cultivator sword immortal."

"What you see is just a clone of me. Since Qing Yu left countless years ago, he has asked me to guard this place for him and take the opportunity to sharpen his sword intent."

"However, your kid doesn't seem to know anything about your master."

Bai Yujing?

Chen Feng had never heard Master mention this name.

"Senior, my master he..."

Bai Yujing interrupted: "He doesn't say it, he has his own reasons."

"When you meet him, you will know everything."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Chen Feng and continued to lower his head in thought, walking aimlessly on the long river of void.

Chen Feng asked again how to cross the river, but Bai Yujing didn't seem to hear it and went further and further.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."

"Fuck your clothes away, and hide your merits and fame."

He recited these lines slowly.

And as he recited, these few poems suddenly turned into twenty huge golden letters, suspended above the long river of void!

Each font seems to reveal hundreds of laws of heaven and earth!

With a terrifying and powerful breath and an indescribable mystery.

Twenty large characters, constantly combined, hovering in the air.

Looking at them, Chen Feng was a little crazy for a while.

In the poem, he is domineering and arrogant, which can break the Nine Heavens!

When he recited poetry, the indifferent sword intent on his body exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Chen Feng only felt a strong murderous aura entering his body, and his bone marrow became cold!

"The extreme of the sword is for killing!"

"Senior deliberately left these two poems, it seems that there is no purpose."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing these two poems and the artistic conception emanating from Bai Yujing.

However, this mood is far above him.

He comprehended it for three days, and gained little.

"Three cups of promise, the five mountains are lighter."

"After dazzling eyes and ears, the spirit is full of vitality."

The familiar voice sounded again.

When Chen Feng opened his eyes, he saw Bai Yujing strolling over with the continuation of the poem in his mouth.Thɪs chapter is updated by Noᴠᴇꜰɪre.nᴇt

He suddenly understood something.

Three days was the time for Bai Yujing to finish walking the long river.

Bai Yujing is borrowing this poem to continuously temper his sword intent.

"poetry!"

"sword!"

"Could it be that this senior is a rare Poetry Immortal Sword Body?"

Chen Feng exclaimed.

According to rumors, there is a very special physique called Shixian Sword Body.

Combining poetry and sword, it is known as the most elegant physique in the world, but it is also one of the strongest physiques.

If you want to improve sword intent, you need to use sword intent to write poetry to achieve resonance between poetry and sword.

Difficult to reach the sky!

After Chen Feng heard these two sentences, he felt a little bit in his heart.

So far, every three days, he will hear the missing content of the poem.

On the eighteenth day, Bai Yujing arrived as scheduled.

The last two lines of poetry that I read in my mouth are the last two lines!

"If you die, you won't be ashamed of the world."

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing."

When he finished reading, Bai Yujing suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face changed again and again.

Chen Feng is the same.

Suddenly, the two looked up at the same time and exclaimed, "I understand!"

Bai Yujing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Feng.

A heroic aura rose from Chen Feng's body, soaring into the sky!

At the waist, the Seven Absolutes Divine Pearl buzzed, exuding domineering sword intent.

Bai Yujing's body also exudes a sword intent, which resonates with the sword intent!

"Knights walk in heaven and earth, all they see and hear are good fortune."

"The world's joys, sorrows and joys, cold and warm, resentment and anguish, all are the Great Way!"

Chen Feng seemed to have forgotten everything, and in his mind, recalled the various experiences of this life.

Every piece of memory is turned into a fragment and integrated into the sword's meaning.

When integrated into one piece, the sword intent will be enhanced a bit.

"interesting."

Bai Yujing was very interested: "It took me two hundred years to integrate this poem into sword intent."

"This kid, it only took eighteen days?"

"Moreover, the sword intent on his body seems to have reached the level of fullness."

"It's the first time I've seen such a young person who has reached full form."

It took Chen Feng three days to realize this. Finally, put all the memory fragments into the sword intent.