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"Die!" Wind Cloud Sword Art, the storm is approaching! " Cen Qi shouted coldly as he unsheathed his flying sword, causing changes in the surrounding space and even affecting the weather.

The strong wind whistled as dark clouds covered the sky. The heavy rain poured down rapidly like a curtain of rain.

"Wind Cloud Sword Art, that was created by the Sword Ancestor, it is truly terrifying!" Chen Feng's eyes were filled with madness. As he waved the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand, it unexpectedly split apart the dense rain and continued to rush upwards.

"Sizzle ~ ~" A drop of rain fell on the body of a cultivator on the ground.

In the next moment, that cultivator's expression changed drastically as he spat out blood. Before he died, he shouted in shock, "Not good, every raindrop is a beam of sword qi! I died unjustly! "

As he spoke, his body was instantly shredded to pieces by the following drops of rain.

"The raindrop is the sword aura? What a terrifying Wind Cloud Sword Art! " Everyone's heart sank. In an instant, everyone hurriedly took out their defensive magical equipment to block the attacks of the raindrops.

Their cultivation was weak, and even if they had defensive treasures, they would not be able to display their full power. Even though the sword rain had already weakened a lot when it hit the ground, it was still not something they could block.

It was like a large group of small and weak cultivators digging in the sand. They instantly lost their lives without any time to catch their breath.

Yi Tian Zong's face darkened. With his current cultivation level, how could he withstand it?

Luckily, Li Lingxi reacted quickly and quickly, rolling up her sleeves and bringing it into her defensive circle, allowing him to escape with his life.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Yi Tian Zong was still shaken as he hurriedly thanked her.

However, Li Lingxi ignored him. Her gaze was completely fixated on Chen Feng's figure that was rushing towards her.

"Ding ding ding ding — —"

Chen Feng did not know how many times he had endured the rain. At this moment, he was closing in on Cen Qi.

"He can actually block the sword rain, he really is not simple!" Cen Qi's eyes were cold as he said, "However, even with all this, you still have to die!"

"Wind Cloud Sword Art, Whirlwind!"

It was as though the clouds had seen the sun. The dark clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed, and the boundless sword rain also quietly disappeared.

It was a lump of bright sword Qi. Countless sword Qis formed this gigantic sword cloud. Wherever the sword cloud passed by, all living things would be destroyed.

The sword cloud was extremely fast. In an instant, it was like a demonic mouth swallowing Chen Feng.

"Hahaha, let's see if you're still not going to die." Cen Qi laughed maniacally, his laughter filled with a malevolent killing intent.

This sword cloud was able to kill everything. Until he reached the Large Success Stage, he would not be able to escape unscathed. Even though Chen Feng was powerful, he was still far from being able to compete with a Great Master.

The sword clouds were unstoppable, even the light and sound were cut off.

Everyone could only see the sword cloud whistling through the air. However, they were unable to see Chen Feng's current state inside.

"Will Brother Chen Feng be alright?" Yi Tian Zong looked at the sword cloud in panic as he asked with a trembling voice.

Li Lingxi nodded. Her eyes were filled with certainty!

"Hiss —"

It was as if a big hole had been cut out of a sack. A huge sword mark had actually appeared on the sword cloud's side.

"What? He actually destroyed my sword cloud?" Cen Qi was astonished as true energy gushed out in all directions. He wanted to repair it, but it was already too late.

"This Jian Yun, he wants to kill me? You're too naive!" Chen Feng's figure leaped out of the crevice and landed tens of meters away from Cen Qi, staring coldly at his opponent.

Cen Qi was filled with disbelief. Looking for Whirlwind, its power was tremendous. Even a cultivator in the advanced stage of the tribulation would not be able to escape so quickly. No one would have thought that Chen Feng would break through so quickly.

"Why are you unharmed when breaking through the sword cloud!" Cen Qi was still unable to recover from his shock.

"Do you want to know?" The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched as he smiled evilly at Cen Qi. "That's because I've been fighting with that old fogey Cen Wushuang for thousands of years. I've long figured out his moves!"

"What do you mean?" Cen Qi's gaze froze as he was unable to comprehend what was happening. He saw thirty-six flying swords suddenly shoot out from Chen Feng's body, all of which were spiritual weapons.

While Cen Qi was still in a daze, Chen Feng finally unleashed the killing move that he had prepared.

"Nine Sword Formation, complete!" Chen Feng's melodious voice seemed to have a huge magic power, causing the thirty-six flying swords to swiftly pierce through and form a tight and airtight net of swords, enveloping Cen Qi completely.

After Chen Feng's strength improved greatly, the power of the simplified version of the sword formation was even more astonishing.

"It's actually a sword formation!" Cen Qi, who was in the middle of the sword formation, shouted out, "A mere sword formation can trap me?"

In an instant, his strength exploded. The flying sword in his hand whizzed up, transforming into countless sword lights that stirred towards the side of the sword formation.

"You think you can break through the * * sword formation?" Chen Feng smiled in disdain and with a thought, the circulation of the sword formation accelerated once again. The strength of the sword formation also increased exponentially.

Cen Qi was jumping and jumping inside, but he was still unable to break through the sword formation. On the other hand, the sword formation was getting fiercer and faster!

Time ticked by, and Cen Qi, who was in the middle of the sword formation, became increasingly flustered. After resisting the sword formation's attack for a long period of time, he had consumed a lot of primeval essence, and before long, Cen Qi would be completely exhausted.

"Hurry and let me go, otherwise, my Cen Family will make sure you die without a complete corpse!" Helpless, Cen Qi shouted loudly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

"Threatening me?" Chen Feng sneered, "Even if I let you go, would your Cen Family let me go? "Since you're not letting go, why should I let you go?"

"You …" Just as Cen Qi was about to speak again, he saw Chen Feng's fists suddenly come together.

"Sword Formation, Destroy!" Chen Feng let out a low shout and Cen Qi was shocked to find that the sword formation had suddenly shrunk and a terrifyingly strong sword Qi was enveloping his body from all directions, making it impossible for Cen Qi to defend against it!

"Chen Feng, please spare me..." Cen Qi's voice came to an abrupt stop as the sword formation quietly dissipated, leaving behind a pile of chunks of flesh that rained down.

The Sword Ancestor's youngest son, Cen Qi, who was half a step into the large success stage, died!

"Run!" Seeing that Cen Qi had fallen, the remaining Cen Family members panicked. They called out to him before rushing off into the distance.

Chen Feng was too terrifying. Even Cen Qi had died in his hands, how could they do anything about it?

"Want to run?" "Die!" Chen Feng's gaze was sharp and filled with killing intent as he took a step forward.

With a flash of lightning, Chen Feng appeared a kilometer away and instantly caught up to a person. The Sky Breaking Sword was raised and the blade descended, slicing the Cen Family cultivator into two.

Without even looking at the Cen Family's corpse, lightning flashed again under Chen Feng's feet and he instantly appeared behind another person, once again slicing him in two.

"Demon, demon …" When the last of the Cen Family's cultivators fell down to the ground and turned into a pile of minced meat, Chen Feng was the only one standing proudly in the huge sky.

"We won!" Yi Tian Zong shouted loudly, his eyes filled with excitement.

"We won!" The other hanger-ons were also shouting excitedly. At this moment, it was not only Chen Feng's victory, but also their victory as hanger-ons under Yi Tian Zong's tutelage.

With Chen Feng's support, it would be easy for Yi Tian to ascend to the position of the successor. At that time, their status would rise greatly.

It was as if Chen Feng did not see the happiness of the crowd below. He continued to silently stand in mid-air, and his eyes were like lightning as he looked in another direction. "You guys have also been looking for quite some time. Isn't it time for you to come out?"

Author's Note: In order to complete this chapter without delaying, Little Yellow declined the invitation of its bros that it hadn't seen for many years, and returned home with code words! Now that the code is ready, I have to get out and buy them a midnight snack. Ladies and gentlemen, let's have some flowers to comfort us.