Chapter 45: Fury in Bloodshed

  In an instant, Fei Jian and Chen Feng fell down together.

  Shouting in pain, Chen Feng jumped up from the ground, constantly rubbing his buttocks.

  Another sword cry rang out, the Dragon Slaying Sword began to tremble, and then a black light flashed, the flying sword flew in mid-air within the Sword Pavilion.

  A powerful gust of wind surged forward, forcing Chen Feng to retreat repeatedly.

  As the Dragon-Slaying Sword trembled, tens of thousands of flying swords in the sword pavilion all burst out and revolved around, and in an instant, the sword pavilion was filled with flashing sword lights.

  Jumping, half squatting, lying on the ground, rolling over and over like a frog jumping, at this moment, Chen Feng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

  Is this flying sword trying to take its own life? Left and right, "Thousand Ghosts Phantom Shadow" was displayed, avoiding the flying sword. In an instant, many flying swords passed through the residual shadows, but none of them hurt Chen Feng at all.

  "Bastard......" Chen Feng roared in anger, did this flying sword want his life?

  Chen Feng displayed the "Thousand Ghosts Phantom Shadow" and took a big leap towards the Dragon Slaying Magic Sword, wanting to grab hold of this flying sword. However, the flying sword continuously dodged and weaved.

  "Want to run away? It's not that easy......" Chen Feng stomped his foot and jumped up, his body still in mid-air as he executed "Thousand Ghosts Phantom Shadow."

  In an instant, Chen Feng's figure was everywhere in the high sky.

  "Thousand Illusory Transformations Hand." With a lingering shadow, the Thousand Illusory Transformations Hand was unleashed, and in an instant, the entire Sword Pavilion was filled with the flickering shadows of countless hands.

  "How is this possible?......" The strong on the Heaven Sword Peak were shocked, this Thousand Machines Phantom Hand was the sect's most basic skill, but this kid had already reached the Great Perfection realm.

  Not only that, but also in such a boundary, two skills are combined into one, and they are all extremely complex footwork and hand techniques.

  Is this a genius among geniuses? Everyone was shocked, and Fēng Zhēn Zǐ's face was also pale with shock, at this moment he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

  But Yu Zhenzi was very satisfied, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: "This kid, who has been missing for so long, finally gave face to this master!"

  He wielded the "Thousand Illusions Transformation Hand" with both hands tightly grasping the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Exterminating Sword, but this flying sword seemed reluctant to be controlled by him.

  Chen Feng knew that this sword was extraordinary. With a single sword cry, it was as if ten thousand swords had been unleashed. This sword must be the king of all swords. He was determined to obtain it.

  The flying sword flew out, and Chen Feng held on tightly, his body also flying back and forth in mid-air under the momentum of the flying sword.

  Inside the sword pavilion, speeding along at an incredible pace, Chen Feng was already dizzy and disoriented, but he still held on with both hands, refusing to let go for a moment.

  At this time, the flying sword couldn't shake off Chen Feng. It seemed to be enraged as well. A sword hum filled the air as it repeatedly collided with Chen Feng in the hidden compartment on the wall.

  Time and time again, Chen Feng endured the intense pain. If it weren't for his possession of the Gigas Godhead, combined with the fusion of the Hell Dragon's skeletal remains, his skeleton would have shattered long ago!

  Although his skeleton was intact, the intense impact still made Chen Feng feel unbearable. At this moment, he endured the severe pain, and his face had already twisted.

  Chen Feng's mouth was full of fresh blood that had sprayed out wildly, and his tightly closed lips were also oozing with blood from between his teeth.

  His face twisted, Chen Feng's bloodshot eyes bulged out, enduring the intense pain, and his eye corners cracked open with a loud crack, staining his eyes red with blood.

  Blood clings to the eyeball, stinging pain from both eyes reaches the bottom of the heart.

  Excruciating pain, heart-wrenching howls, but accompanying the roars were repeated impacts. Both hands tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, the palm of the hand gripping the sword already cracked and bleeding, blood oozed out from between the palm and the hilt.

  The dragon-slaying sword was stained with Chen Feng's blood, and at this time it seemed to be even more violently out of control, this human really couldn't get rid of it.

  Chen Feng was never willing to admit defeat. When he saw a sword that caught his eye, he naturally had to get it no matter what!

  The Dragon-Slaying Sword slammed into the dark grid, and Chen Feng also followed suit, getting trapped in the wall, with a significant amount of flesh and blood being scraped off inside.

  "Bastard......" Chen Feng endured the intense pain and let out a loud roar.

  At this moment, on the Flying Sword Peak, no one spoke a word. The scene was simply too bloody, even though they were all top-notch experts in the Cultivation Realm.

  But seeing such a bloody scene, it's all chilling in the heart.

  Looking at Chen Feng's miserable situation, Chen Feng's strong will actually ignited the boiling blood of many people. "Subdue it..." Some elite disciples, although their realm was much higher than Chen Feng's, began to cheer him on and boost his morale.

  Tamiko nodded in satisfaction. Her own disciple indeed had a style of his own, and she hadn't chosen the wrong person after all.

  And on the side, Kazehaya Kaze was also pale-faced, he was frightened, a name that actually had such firm determination, it was really unimaginable!

  Even if it were himself, he would probably let go of such suffering.

  Everyone's blood was boiling with excitement, and the only one Chen Feng worried about was Bai Hua Xian Zi, Zi Yun.

  She hoped Chen Feng would let go, so he wouldn't suffer as much. But looking at Chen Feng's eyes that were wide with cracks at the corners, she also hoped he would hold on to the hilt of his sword and not give up.

  At this moment, she was extremely conflicted in her heart. She didn't know why she felt heartache, but seeing him suffer made her feel a sour and aching pain that she couldn't bear.

  In the wall, Chen Feng shot through, and in the impact of the uneven blocks on the wall, he still did not let go.

  "Ah!......" A loud roar, fresh blood spurted out of his mouth.

  Chen Feng's arm muscles were also terrifyingly swollen at this moment.

  At this time, the flying sword pierced through the ground, and Chen Feng also intended to subdue the sword at this moment.

  "Thousand Jin Drop." Chen Feng originally had a very strong power attribute point, and now he was able to display the skills from his previous life's game.

  His body was suspended in mid-air, half-crouching, and his hands were actually pulling a flying sword that had fallen to the ground.

  In the midst of immense gravity, Chen Feng formed a bow stance on the ground, his hands tightly grasping the flying sword that wanted to shoot out.

  The ground cracked and shattered, sending shards of stone flying everywhere, the surface completely destroyed.

  At this time, Chen Feng's body had several places that were bloody and mangled, but the game system restricted the bleeding state.

  At this moment, Chen Feng stood on the ground with a stride, and at this moment, he was like a giant, with an aura of one man holding a pass, and ten thousand men could not open it!

  With both hands exerting force, arms drawing back, like drawing a bow. The Dragon-Slaying and Demon-Exterminating Sword was heavily inserted into the ground.

  Suddenly, the stone burst.

  The entire body pressed down, and the sword was actually stuck in the ground.

  "Bastard... disobedient... FJ, right?!..." Chen Feng pressed one knee on the flying sword, one hand pressing down on the flying sword, and the other hand raised a fist to crazily strike down.

  "Son of a b****... Son of a b****... Son of a b****... I'll beat you to death..." Chen Feng's fist was incredibly powerful!

  Fist hit, Chen Feng's fist was broken and bleeding, blood gushing out.