C429 Shenhui marching diagram

"Then how did Jian Wuchen become so strong?"

On the way, Tai Long asked in confusion.

He could clearly feel that Jian Wuchen's cultivation was the same as when he was in the competition for the position of the Hidden Dragon Institute's overlord.

However, his combat power had increased by more than a level, and he could easily kill Third Level of Fragmentation Body-Refining.

Furthermore, he did not even use his peak fighting strength, otherwise, he would have been able to contend against the Fourth Level of Fragmentation experts!

"I reckon that Senior Brother Jian has completely mastered the top grade Sword Forest martial skill 'Life Killing Sword Technique'."

Cheng Feng guessed: "In order to cultivate Life Killing Sword Technique s and Second Layer, one must first cultivate a sword embryo."

"Senior Brother Jian had been nurturing the sword embryo since the beginning of the Hidden Dragon battle. Now that the sword embryo has been nurtured, it is reasonable for the sword embryo's strength to soar."

"Life Killing Sword Technique Second Layer?"

Fang Fenfei opened her mouth for the first time, and it was difficult to hide the astonishment in her eyes: "I heard that this sword technique, even the previous Hidden Dragon and Sword Emperor Song Yi have not mastered it yet!"

"Jian Wuchen this guy, is the same as you, Cheng Feng. They are both freaks, and cannot be treated with common sense."

Tai Long scolded, and then said: "Looks like I, Tai Long, have to use my strength, if not, I would really be suppressed by you freshmen!"

While they chatted, Cheng Feng and the other two did not stop.

But this time, as if luck had started for Cheng Feng, he actually ran for over a hundred kilometers before meeting the next wave of interceptors.

There were only two people in this wave of interceptors, and their bodies were sturdy. They were all power-type Martial Cultivator.

With his cultivation in the Second Level of Fragmentation, he managed to cultivate a Sub-Dragonstrength.

"Cheng Feng, leave these two fellows to me."

Seeing the two interceptors, Tai Long raised the five meter long huge blade in his hand, leapt up, and slashed towards the two people.

As for Cheng Feng and Fang Fenfei, they didn't stop and continued to rush towards the south …

"Looks like those two Martial Cultivator s have some skills."

"Tai Long didn't catch up in time. He must have been caught."

After scurrying for another tens of kilometers, Tai Long, however, still had not caught up.

Cheng Feng estimated that Tai Long was probably entangled by the two interceptors.

However, with Tai Long's strength, even if he was not a match for the two interceptors, his life would definitely not be in danger.

This was also why Cheng Feng was able to stop the two interceptors.

After this wave of interception, there was a period of peace.

For an entire hour, Cheng Feng did not encounter another interception, and smoothly reached the border of Heavenly Tomb Mountain Range.

"The Heavenly Tomb Mountain Range is about seven to eight kilometers ahead."

Looking at the continuously weakening death aura, Fang Fenfei felt a sense of relaxation in her eyes, feeling that the crisis had passed.

But Cheng Feng's feelings were exactly the opposite.

This was because none of the experts of the Fourth Level of Fragmentation, Fifth Level, or even the sixth realm had appeared yet.

Although this kind of existence was afraid of Divine Might Army, Cheng Feng reckoned that they would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity to obtain the Purple Gold Banner.

As expected, not long after Fang Fenfei finished speaking, two middle-aged Martial Cultivator s walked over from the left and right of a dried up forest.

The cultivation of these two middle-aged Martial Cultivator s were not simple. One of them had Third Level of Fragmentation on the left, and the other had Fourth Level of Fragmentation on the right!

This time, Cheng Feng had truly met a bone that was difficult to bite off.

"Fang Fenfei, stand farther away."

Seeing the two middle-aged Martial Cultivator s, Cheng Feng's expression became serious, and he said to Fang Fenfei: "This is to avoid the aftermath of the battle!"

After saying that, Cheng Feng was about to insert the Purple Gold Banner he was carrying on his shoulder into the ground, and use it to deal with the two middle-aged Martial Cultivator s.

"This is the 'Divine Might March Diagram'."

However, Fang Fenfei did not listen to Cheng Feng's words. Instead, she threw a palm-sized piece of white jade to Cheng Feng.

On this thin piece of white jade, there was a map of the mountains and rivers, which looked like a map of Heavenly Tomb Mountain Range.

"Divine Might March Diagram?" Cheng Feng caught the white jade slip and looked at it carefully.

"The so called Divine Might Army Map is a map that my royal uncle, the God Prestige King, designed."

Fang Fenfei explained: "You should have already seen it. There are two dots on the map, a red dot represents you and a black dot represents the Camp."

"Next up, you only need to head in the direction of the black dot. Before long, you will meet the experts from Bing Tie's camp."

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng was stunned, and said: "Could it be … You want to block those two interceptors? This is simply a joke. "

For Fang Fenfei to be able to stand out at this moment, Cheng Feng was a little moved.

But that was all.

Cheng Feng could not let Fang Fenfei take the risk!

Firstly, Fang Fenfei's cultivation was not enough, her body was injured, and she was not a match for the two middle-aged Martial Cultivator.

Secondly, with Fang Fenfei's status, if he was injured in the battle, Cheng Feng could not afford to take responsibility.

Cheng Feng alone could not account for it.

"Cheng Feng, I know what you're worried about."

After sweeping a glance at Cheng Feng, Fang Fenfei said, "With the treatment of that jade hairpin that you gave me, I have completely recovered."

"That won't do either. You are not a match for those two interceptors." Cheng Feng firmly opposed.

"Do you think Commander Bing Tie would dare to let me move with you? How would he not give me the trump card to protect my life?"

However, Fang Fenfei said: "On my hands, there are currently two protective treasures. Even if it is the Fifth Level of Fagmentation Stage Expert s, they would not be able to harm me in the slightest."

"So …"

"Stop wasting time, hurry up and leave!"

As they spoke, Fang Fenfei had already flown towards the two middle-aged Martial Cultivator s.

Cheng Feng hesitated for a moment before clenching his teeth and continued to madly rush towards the south while carrying the Purple Gold Banner.

Not long after Cheng Feng rushed out, the sounds of fierce fighting came from behind him.

Immediately after, an ice-cold Knife Light soared into the sky and the sounds of battle suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng finally relaxed.

Because the ice-cold Knife Light from before was something Cheng Feng could recognize with a glance. It was Commander Bing Tie's ultimate skill... Bing Tie's cold blade!

It was most likely the great commander Bing Tie, who had refined Bing Tie's cold blade into a Divine Tattoo Blade Talisman, giving it to Fang Fenfei for him to defend herself.

Without the psychological burden, Cheng Feng immediately sped up.

"According to the markings on the map, I am only seven to eight hundred kilometers away from Bing Tie Camp."

While Cheng Feng was hurrying along, he was also looking at the Divine Might Army Map, and thought to himself: "While I was rushing towards Bing Tie's camp, the experts from Bing Tie's camp were also approaching me, I think it wouldn't take too long before they gather."

In the hands of the experts of the Bing Tie Battalion, they also possessed a map of the Divine Might Army.

This was to locate the location, to let both sides know each other's specific positions.

According to the development trend before them, it seemed to be rather smooth, and before long, Cheng Feng would be able to reunite with the experts of Bing Tie's camp, and would be completely safe.

But just at this moment, Cheng Feng's rushing footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixated over like a sharp blade.