"Stop talking!"

With a low shout of suppressing strong anger, Chu Jingtian stood up from the edge of the cliff and slowly turned around. He lowered his head, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and desperately suppressed the tears that were about to gush out, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

For Chu Jingtian, who was in a closed world, the pain was that he was punished by his grandfather, took the Cangming sword away by his grandfather, and was scratched by a sharp weapon...heartache? There was not much emotional entanglement, he would not understand that it was real heartache.

The moment Leng Cliff fell, he finally felt a heart-wrenching pain. This pain was felt once when he heard the news of Ye Wuchen and Ningxue's death, and that time was far away. Because of Ye Wuchen's death, he only heard the sound of it, and Leng Cliff, who had been with him for three years, was watching him fall off the Baizhang Luochen Cliff after being seriously injured.

A thing called resentment began to burn in his chest, and he was eager to find something to vent. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were locked tightly on Yan Zheng. His mind was too pure and he rarely had any resentment. At this moment, facing Yan Zheng, what surged in his heart was undoubtedly the strongest resentment he had ever experienced.

The moment Chu Jingtian completely released his breath, it seemed like a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and a series of horrifying gazes suddenly hit him, and they looked at him with incredible eyes. This was also a tall man who was not over twenty-five years old, and his momentum proved his strength, and he had to pass the cold cliff just now, and more than a little.

"Are you?" Yan Zheng looked at Chu Jingtian carefully, but couldn't remember any information about this person, and he was even more surprised.

Chu Jingtian did not answer him. He reached his hand behind him, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the Cangming sword was unsheathed silently. A bright blue light flashed through everyone's eyes, causing their hearts to shake.

"Cangming Sword!" Yan Zheng shouted softly and then said, "It's really interesting... My first opponent is the Son of the Phantom God, and the second opponent is the Son of the God of War. Now, even the descendants of the Sword God are coming..."

"Sword God's Art - Flying Dragon's Angry Scroll!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes showed an unprecedented haze. He no longer had the interest to say a word to the old man. Whether it was his eyes or his sword force at this time, there was a cold murderous intent. Even the blue-light divine sword Cangming faintly showed a bit of bone-black coldness in the breath emitted from the outside.

With his cold shout, the Cangming sword in his hand suddenly flew out, stabbing Yan Zheng in extreme rotation. Yan Zheng dared to use the power of Yan Soul to protect himself and take Wu Sansi's attack, but he would not be so stupid as to hit the Divine Sword Cangming. His body retreated rapidly, stretched forward with his hands, and a thick fire soul power surged out, slowing down the rush of Cangming Sword. The Cangming Sword brought waves of chaotic sword energy in the rotation, like countless sharp swords that were constantly cut on his face and body, which shocked him extremely. What shocked him even more was that he had almost used all his strength to block the approaching of the sword force, but the terrifying feeling still showed no sign of weakening!

The sword was already away, but Chu Jingtian was still standing there, maintaining the forward movement of his right palm, trembling violently. The Flying Dragon Angry Scroll of the Sword God Art is the starting step of the sword-controlling style in the Sword God Art, and it is also the most difficult step. It can be fatal to the weak and the strong can be forced to the distance. At this time, Yan Zheng has been forced to 50 meters away by this move "Flying Dragon Angry Scroll".

"Swords? Grandpa, is this the swordsman you talked to us back then... This silly man can actually fight the swordsman!" Yan Gongruo couldn't help but shouted out. Because Yan Tianwei told them that it is not difficult to become a swordsman, but it is difficult to be a swordsman. Most swordsman masters can't understand the true meaning of swordsman for a long time.

"That's right, it's sword control...not only know how to sword control, but also, with just this one, it can be seen that his attainment in sword control can already be a master of his generation!" Yan Tianwei nodded.

After defeating Wu Sansi, Yan Zheng who easily defeated Leng Ya was already in a mess under Chu Jingtian's move, almost all the masters present were violently moved and it was difficult to believe their eyes. Among these people, Yan Tianwei and Yan Qinghong were not included. When they saw Chu Jingtian, they had roughly seen how powerful his strength was hidden under his somewhat honest appearance. Despite this, Chu Jingtian's first move still surprised them. Sword control is always the most difficult in swordsmanship. Compared with the sword energy and sword light, those who can control swords freely have reached the so-called "unity of man and sword" and set foot on the true peak of swordsmanship. To reach this level, it not only takes countless years of hard practice, but also requires countless years of insights and understanding.

Chu Jingtian was so fast in the sword control path that he could even complete the "light sword Wuying" that Chu Cangming could only use when he reached the divine level when he only practiced the Sword God Art, which Chu Cangming could only use when he reached the divine level, mainly due to his excessive obsession with Cangming Sword. Because when no one could play with him, Cangming Sword can be said to be his only treasure and his only companion. Although Chu Cangming was as calm as water when facing Chu Jingtian, his speed of entry shocked him in his heart, and his ability to comprehend his sword path almost lost his compassion several times. Although Chu Jingtian's skills are at the divine level, his sword path cultivation has just begun to see the path of the divine way.

And he is only twenty-three years old this year. This is an absolute swordsman, a genius. How strong is his full strength? Leng Ya doesn't know because he doesn't have the ability to force Chu Jingtian to use all his strength, and even Chu Jingtian himself doesn't know.

Fifty meters, it was almost the limit of the distance that Chu Jingtian could control. He stretched out his right hand and then pulled three inches away. He turned his wrist and whispered: "Sword God's Art - the Impermanence of Heaven!"

The Cangming Sword, which was extremely rotating and twisting the terrifying wind blade, finally stopped rotating and fell down. Yan Zheng instantly grabbed the hilt of the Cangming Sword with one hand, but as soon as his hand touched the hilt, the Cangming Sword, which was originally falling, suddenly shot up like a blue lightning. Although Yan Zheng stopped his hand very quickly, three fingers were still scratched. Although the power of Yan Soul protects the body but has not been cut off, Cangming's advantage is not the same as an ordinary sound. A heart-wrenching pain came, and his right hand was already bleeding. Yan Zheng retreated quickly, while covering his three bloody fingers, and was shocked: Such a long distance can make the sword reach such a level in an instant. I am afraid that even the sword god is here, it is not that true!

However, he still underestimated Chu Jingtian. The sword shot was far behind his limit with a distance of fifty meters. He had a gloomy face and his wrist sank again in anger. The Cangming Sword shot upwards dropped to zero in an instant, and reached an astonishing degree in a flash. The target was his neck... For the first time, Chu Jingtian was determined to kill someone.
Chapter completed!