The reason why Chen Shaojie quietly turned around was to simply teach this ignorant boy a lesson.

Who would have thought that he happened to be caught in Feng Zijin's scene of refining the sword embryo?

The sword energy and light emitted by the sword embryo immediately made him lose his mind and wanted to kill and rob.

Feng Wuchen brows tightly, stared at Chen Shaojie for a moment, and asked, "Is it Ling Shanshan and Zhang Ziling who asked you to come back?"

Although the people in front of him are nothing but an ant, he still chooses to be more cautious for the sake of the overall situation.

Chen Shaojie raised his lips: "Just trash like you, I deserve to let the senior brother deal with you personally? Humph! I originally wanted to come back and let you pay the price for your crazy words just now, but I didn't expect that you have such a treasure. Every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure. Then you can't blame me for being cruel!"

Watching Chen Shaojie walk towards him step by step, Feng Wuchen nodded thoughtfully: "What you mean is, no one knows when you come to me? No one knows what is happening here, right?"

"Hahaha! The answer is right! Go to die!"

The moment he finished speaking, Chen Shaojie's body disappeared from the spot instantly, and he actually activated the movement technique and directly crossed the space.

Chen Shaojie's cultivation is to ask the heaven of Dao, which is equivalent to the former king of heaven, and can urge him to cross space. In terms of speed, for low-level gods, it is a dimensional reduction attack.

Therefore, in just a moment, Chen Shaojie's fist had reached Feng Wuchen's face.

At that moment, Chen Shaojie had already smiled grimly, as if he had seen Feng Wuchen's head blasting by him.

However, the next second.

"puff!"

His fist hit him, but he was in vain.

"What……"

In amazement, I saw Feng Wuchen in front of me slowly dissipating.

"Phantom? This is... the sword energy remains in shape? How is it possible!"

Chen Shaojie himself is also a sword cultivator, so he naturally saw such a method at a glance.

In the sword art, it is not a very profound method to keep the sword energy in shape, but being able to use this move so smoothly without any trace, which shows that the opponent's sword art cultivation is above him!

But isn't the other party a waste?

Realize that something is wrong.

"Buzz!"

Chen Shaojie quickly took the long sword, immediately activated his sword, suddenly turned his head, and slashed towards Feng Wuchen with one sword.

"Use a sword in front of me? Are you worthy?"

Chen Shaojie's sword cultivation is nothing but the third slash of the realm of No Self. Using a sword in front of Feng Wuchen is no different from playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong.

"Split!"

Feng Wuchen shouted lightly, and he had already said the Dharma to follow him. Chen Shaojie's sword energy dissipated in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuchen opened his lips again: "Come here!"

In an instant, the long sword between Chen Shaojie's palm continued to tremble. Without waiting for his reaction, he had already escaped and flew towards Feng Wuchen.

Seeing that his sword had completely cut off the connection with him, and instead floating on Feng Wuchen's fingertips, Chen Shaojie finally realized that he had hit the nail on the head today.

If he can disperse his sword energy in one word and forcibly cut off his connection with the sword, the opponent's sword cultivation must be far superior to him.

Could this son be the Six-Slaying Sword Immortal?

No!

When he was in Fuyao Palace, he had faced the Six-Slaying Sword Immortal, but the pressure he gave him was completely different from the person in front of him.

escape!

At this moment, there was only this word in his mind!

There is still a glimmer of hope for escaping. If you stay, you will only die!

With a lucky chance, he quickly activated the movement technique and wanted to escape.

However, it was in the next moment.

"Certainly!"

Feng Wuchen's voice like the god of death came again, and the space around him was completely frozen by a terrifying force, blocking his last escape route.

At this moment, Chen Shaojie's face was already filled with fear, and his legs immediately became weak and he fell to the ground.

"Who are you...the hell? You can't be a waste..."

Feng Wuchen was still calm and calm and said, "I didn't say I was a waste either. Isn't it all you think you are self-righteous?"

"You...you can't kill me! I am the true legend of Fuyao Palace. If you kill me, Fuyao Palace will not let you go."

"Ha..." Feng Wuchen smiled coldly: "Didn't you just say it yourself? No one knows that you are here, and no one will know what happened here. What's more, if you die as the true teaching of Fuyao Palace, who would suspect me, a waste? And... do you think I'm afraid of a mere Fuyao Palace?"

After hearing Feng Wuchen's last words, Chen Shaojie's pupils suddenly widened and he was completely desperate.

yes!

After all, I was a strong man from Inquiring the Daotian, but the person in front of me never took action during the whole process of dealing with me. Instead, I could speak the Dharma and follow me by spitting a word.

Even a strong man in the Nine Level Realm of Wuliang Heaven cannot do such a method!

The person in front of him is likely to be a saint, or even a great saint!

If so, then the other party wouldn't be afraid of Fuyao Palace!

After all, although the female fairy, the palace master of Fuyao Palace, is also a strong man at the level of the Great Saint, the other party will never fight against another great Saint for his true teaching!

He never dreamed that a well-known waste would be a hidden peerless man.

At this time, Feng Wuchen said proudly in a condescending manner: "To put it bluntly, this is not the first time you and I have met!"

Chen Shaojie was stunned: "What does it mean?"

Feng Wuchen bowed slightly and lowered his voice again: "Give you some tips... Yesterday, Sword Qi Great Wall!"

"Sword Qi Great Wall? You were there at that time..."

"Yes... I was only about thirty feet away from you at that time..."

About thirty feet!

At that moment, Chen Shaojie's heart beat violently and counted.

That is exactly the distance between them and the sword monument!

At that time, they did see a figure in the center of the sword monument.

"Can you...you are..." Chen Shaojie's eyes became more and more frightened: "You are the one at the center of the Sword Monument?"

Feng Wuchen smiled slightly, but at this moment, in Chen Shaojie's eyes, his smile was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

"Impossible...Impossible!" Chen Shaojie's eyes were blood red, and he almost collapsed: "How could there be someone in the center of the Sword Monument...Impossible...Unless you are that...that sword god..."

"Oh? I have some insights on how I can guess my identity, but it's a pity that it's too late..."

This was heard, and Chen Shaojie's heart was finally dead.

The other party is really the legendary existence!

The sword god Feng Wuchen, ten thousand years ago!

Fortunately, he even used Fuyao Palace to suppress the other party.

This person's tablets are now enshrined in the forbidden area of ​​Fuyao Palace. They are almost the highest-ranking person in the history of Fuyao Palace, even surpassing the first palace lord, Aunt Gongsun!

Even the Fuyao Palace can have its current status completely borrowed the light of the people in front of you.

"Don't kill me! Please...I can be a cow and a horse for you..."

"Be a cow and a horse for me? You want to get beauty! You might as well ask yourself, if I am really inferior to you today, would you choose to let me go?"

But when Chen Shaojie nodded quickly, "I can! I was just a little obsessed with it, and I just became greedy. I didn't want to really kill you..."

Feng Wuchen smiled jokingly: "In that case, you are still a good person..."

"Yes...I've never killed anyone..."

But Feng Wuchen changed the subject: "It's a pity, I'm not a good person!"

"don't want……"

"Destroy!"

"puff!"

In an instant, a black light flashed, and Chen Shaojie's body was instantly decomposed, and even his soul and a body of cause and effect completely disappeared into this world.

After solving Chen Shaojie, Feng Wuchen activated his divine thoughts again. After confirming that no one saw this, he patted the dust on his clothes and returned to the room.

After sensing Feng Wuchen's return, Feng Zijin felt relieved.

"Brother, are they leaving?"

"Well, I've sent it away completely!"

"thorough?"

Before the girl could ask more questions, Feng Wuchen injected another sword energy into the sword embryo, and immediately activated the Taishang Red Refining Sutra to sacrifice and refine it with Taixu True Fire.

At the same time, Feng Wuchen frowned again, thinking about something.

With this sword, Feng Wuchen no longer needs to buy a sword for the girl, but this sword is just a sword embryo. Even if he recognizes the master, he still needs to go through the final sacrificial process. If he wants to buy sword-casting materials worthy of the magic weapon of the Heavenly Dao, it is much more expensive than buying a supreme Taoist weapon.

And he just returned from that gap and was poor, and the resources he had on him were absolutely not enough.

Feng Wuchen did not expect that one day, he would be worried about money.

The most valuable thing on his body is his body now. If he makes blood into spiritual liquid, he can indeed make a fortune. However, the Shinto Alliance is afraid that it is still looking for him and selling blood directly, the risk of exposure is too high.
Chapter completed!