The sword intent and momentum of the thousands of legendary swordsmen surrounding the surroundings gathered together, which was extremely strong aura, but the more than a thousand sword intents gathered together did not have the impact of the sword light that appeared in the distance on Chen Fei. In other words, it was not a sword light at all, nor was it a sword intent or a sword energy, it was just a sword!

It is also above the sword path, but it is almost completely opposite to Chen Fei's path of transforming into Wanjian and Wanjian Returning to the sect. The power it showed is only a legendary realm, but in Chen Fei's eyes, the person who came was almost without any flaws! On his own small world, he has evolved to an extreme level. Even if such an existence has only a legendary realm, its combat power is probably enough to kill the powerful demigod within a hundred moves without any damage!

Who is it!

The "sword" is getting closer and closer. Chen Fei's long sword in his palm buzzed slightly uncontrollably. Within three feet centered on him, everything turned into sword intent. The air flowing in the air, the vast time, space, the earth carrying all things under his feet became the carrier of sword intent. Within three feet, the sword domain descended - not the fighting spirit of the sword cultivator who was enough to match him. These are two completely opposite paths instinctive resistance and opposition when they contacted!

Hula ~

The coming sword light dissipated, and a familiar strange face appeared in front of Chen Fei - a middle-aged man's dress, his eyes seemed to contain the vicissitudes of time and the heaviness of time. Only these eyes were enough for anyone to ignore his face. Even though his face was quite mature and handsome, it was completely incomparable to his eyes. Almost the moment when this face appeared, Chen Fei's eyes widened instantly, almost silent for a few breaths, and laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha, the sword intent is perfect, but it completely shatters it. From now on, I am the sword, and the sword is me! I have to climb up the road, hahahaha, Hayato, Hayato, congratulations!"

Amid the laughter, Chen Fei suddenly lifted the sword in his palm with his right hand. The scabbard snatched the ground and slashed into the earth. The bright sword body was like a pool of autumn water, but there were more than hundreds of completely different sword intents flowing against each other, forming a complete legal connection. The sword sounded lightly, and the sword body pointed at Hayato, a faint look of joy in Chen Fei's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Come on, Hayato, I haven't fought with you for three hundred years. Let me see how you have made it through three hundred years."

Facing Chen Fei's "challenge", Hayato, Kuromi just smiled slightly, took a step forward with his right foot, his five fingers were slightly rhythmic, and the invisible airflow gathered in his hand into a long sword. Although his eyes were calm and calm, there was a look of fanatical and excited in the depths - when he was young, he was persistent and sword, practicing sword, holding sword, and after his sword skills were perfect, he squandered his hands, but he did not want to be blessed in disguise, and was able to cultivate the sword intent in his heart. Later, he took the initiative to break his sword intent and came up with his own truth...

The sword is me, I am the sword!

..Chen Feijun, finally... can finally stand in front of you and draw your sword...

I've been waiting for three hundred years!

The excitement flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly rioted. If the opponent was Chen Fei, the so-called politeness might be just a loss of the qualification to show his sword. An indescribable sharp aura flashed by. Chen Fei and Hayato's figures intersected instantly. The positions seemed to be interchanging with each other at the same time. No one on the field understood the power of the sword. Then a crisp crack sound, the invisible sword in Hayato's palm slowly shattered and disappeared. He smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Three hundred years of sword cultivation, one can realize the Tao in one moment, and it is not your one-union enemy after all..."

"That's not necessarily..." Chen Fei's voice laughed and slowly lifted his right hand. The famous sword of Qian Forged Snow-level obtained from this world was already occupied by fine lines like spider webs. Then a harsh cry of wretched sound, the long sword slowly shattered, and a light clanging sound, the sword's debris collided and fell, and Chen Fei's voice sounded seriously:

"Hakito, can you help me?"

"I have no choice."

The huge sword light teleportation array once again appeared in front of more than a thousand swordsmen of these four major races, but they were completely different states of mind. At that time, they were just ordinary warriors at the bronze rank, nervous and confused, but at this time they were already legendary swordsmen who were good at attacking. Even if they were placed in the extremely chaotic world and were not on the abyss world, they were also an important super strong man!

Even a god cannot completely ignore a legendary swordsman in the palm of his hand!

The sword formation turned into teleportation power and opened it up slowly. Chen Fei and Kuwo Hayato first turned into two sword lights and escaped into it. Then a legendary sword cultivator turned into sword lights. Thousands of nearly completely different sword intents instantly filled the sky. However, the blood-devil sword Stuart Smith, whose cultivation was faintly vaguely among these people, stayed at the end. The sword light pressed down and stood at the place where Chen Fei and Kuwo Hayato's two swords just now.

Feeling this world, the feeling conveyed to him was still not at all different from every inch of heaven and earth around him. It was really impossible to see how strange it was. At this time, more than a thousand swordsmen had almost all entered the teleportation array. Stuart Smith had to sigh slightly, and he wanted to set up a sword light and flew into it. However, his slightly wider sword robe and long sleeves slightly brushed through a certain position. There was no difference at all. The heaven, earth, time, and space were completely destroyed silently. Stuart Smith looked at his sword robe that had been destroyed into nothingness in an instant, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"This...this..."

......

The sword light shone, and the power belonging to the space in the teleportation sword formation instantly spread. After the endless dazzling sword light flashed, the vast plains of the sword world returned to peace and peace. It seemed that everything was as usual. There was no more than a thousand legendary swordsmen who were powerful in the world who worshipped each other sincerely to each other. There was only a sword mark silently, annihilating everything that dared to approach.

In the more mysterious world level in the sword world, the chaotic consciousness slightly blesses:

"It's a good journey... Chen Fei, and, remember our agreement..."
Chapter completed!