I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 505 One Sword

How should I put it, similar to the soul, it is not an entity, but a spiritual body.

It was this special state, coupled with the fact that the other party had hidden means, that made him ignore it and never noticed it.

He didn't even know how long the other party had been watching him secretly.

His strength also makes him jealous, unlike ordinary Title Douluo.

"It's the old man who made too much fuss. I was taken aback by your martial soul, but the old man is still curious, what is your martial soul called?"

The shadow suddenly realized that the other party hadn't noticed him before, and it was he who showed his feet.

"Since you came to spy on me, you should know my title, right?"

Chen Feng smiled sarcastically, he had roughly guessed the other party's identity in a short time.

"Wuji Douluo? You mean the sword just now is called Wuji?"

Shadow muttered: "I have never heard of such a powerful sword martial soul, which is stronger than the Seven Killing Sword. How could it not have a little reputation?"

"It was once the number one sword spirit in the world, but it just disappeared in the long river of history, and you don't remember it."

Chen Feng said meaningfully, in a word, flicker.

Anyway, this guy has bad intentions, so let's talk about it first.

"The world's number one sword martial soul that disappeared in the long river of history?"

Shadow was a little surprised, and was silent for a while: "It is possible that the history of the existence of martial arts is very early. It comes from the power of the gods. For so many thousands of years, there have been too many powerful martial arts rising, and many martial arts have disappeared in the long river of history. .”

"That's right, in our era when the Wuji Sword Wuhun dominates the world, neither the Heaven Dou Empire nor the Star Luo Empire has yet appeared."

Chen Feng laughed jokingly: "Even the Wuhun Palace, it didn't exist at that time either."

"Then it must be a long time ago, right?" Shadow asked curiously.

"Of course, at least ten thousand years are counted. At that time, it was not the empire or the like that ruled the mainland, but the forces left behind by the gods, such as the Angel Clan, the predecessor of the Wuhun Temple, the Sea God Clan, and the Shura God. The power of the killing capital."

Chen Feng looked proudly: "And my ancestors are the forces left by the Wuji Sword God, the Wuji Sword Pavilion, which is tied with the other three major forces. Now, I want to restore the glory of the Wuji Sword Pavilion and make it one of the great forces in the world."

Shadow was a little dazed when he heard it. Before this era, was the situation on the mainland like this? This is the first time he heard about it.

When he was distracted, Chen Feng had a thought and teleported directly to the field, and then a brilliant sword light illuminated the darkness.

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold, and he slashed out at the shadow in front of him with a single strike. The sharp sword energy instantly shattered everything around him.

"you!"

Shadow didn't expect that Chen Feng would do it right away, but he thought that he could ignore physical attacks in his current state, and it was too late to resist, so he let Chen Feng's sword slash through.

But he quickly screamed out that Chen Feng's sword was not only a physical attack, but also a mental attack, and his shadow was split in half.

With one strike, he was injured, which he never thought of.

He appeared [-] meters away in horror, and looked at Chen Feng with some resentment: "You are despicable, you even attacked!"

"You followed me secretly, didn't you just want to observe the world's number one sword Wuhun? Wouldn't it be better if I let you experience it for yourself?"

Chen Feng's eyes were indifferent, and he was flickering, but he would not be polite to such a guy with malicious intentions.

"No matter what you say, it's still a sneak attack!" The latter has already remembered this matter.

"So what, if you're upset, you can sneak back."

Chen Feng pointed at the opponent with a long sword in his hand: "You are the Ghost Douluo of the Wuhun Temple, right? Other big powers don't have such a strange titled Douluo like you."

Based on the opponent's state and strength, there is only one Titled Douluo in this world who can match.

That is Ghost Douluo from Wuhun Temple. Wuhun is a ghost, and his title is also a ghost. His level has reached level 95, the same as Bone Douluo.

However, Bone Douluo tends to be defensive, and this guy is a titled Douluo of the agility attack system, just like an assassin in the game, who can walk in the dark, hide in the dark, and give someone a fatal blow.

The other party also used this ability to secretly follow him without being discovered, and turned into a ghost to ignore physical attacks.

"You recognized who I was just now, did you sneak attack on purpose? Are you not afraid of our Spirit Hall?"

Ghost Douluo was a little annoyed. He was a dignified titled Douluo, but he was accidentally slashed with a sword.

"Even if you didn't recognize him, would you be polite to a guy who secretly followed you?"

Chen Feng showed a mocking look, and the coldness in his eyes became intense: "Don't you want to investigate me, this time I will give you a chance, I will do it myself, and let you investigate it."

The martial spirit of the new sword fused with the Seven Killing Sword was lit up, and the vast rays of light turned into criss-crossing sharp edges, instantly covering Ghost Douluo.

This time I was prepared, how could Ghost Douluo be willing to suffer, and immediately released spirit rings from his body, the standard two yellows, two purples, and five blacks.

But when he felt the power of that sword, his face still changed, and he used the most powerful soul skill without hesitation.

Boom!

A powerful force erupted in the forest, and the vegetation in the distance immediately shattered, and the aftermath rolled the earth, forming a huge wave of mud.

"how is this possible!"

Ghost Douluo let out an exclamation, and was shocked back again. He didn't understand that Chen Feng, who was lower than him in rank, could suppress him in turn.

With another sword strike, he was actually broken from his spirit avatar, knocked out of his mental state, and a sword mark appeared on his chest.

Fortunately, he was in a special state and was immune to most of the physical injuries, but he was still in unbearable pain. After retreating again and again, he was out of the range of Chen Feng's threat.

If the sneak attack just now was not counted as a frontal shot, there is nothing to say this time.

Seeing that Chen Feng still wanted to fight, his face was ugly: "Stop, I don't want to fight with you."

Even if he wanted to fight, he knew he couldn't win. This was understood after the collision.

In addition, this person also has a method of elusiveness, combined with the terrifying sword at the moment, he really can't handle it alone.

"This is the official first sword, what's the rush?"

Chen Feng's expression was cold. The Hall of Spirits had already noticed him, so he had to be careful and let the other party understand that at this moment, he could not be followed casually.

He took the Wuji sword and blended his martial spirit into it, and with a puff, when the sword took shape, the dangerous aura released rose to another level.

Ghost Douluo shouted: "Are you really going to be an enemy of my Spirit Hall? I secretly observe you just to confirm your identity so that I can leave a record in the Hall of Spirits. This is the treatment every titled Douluo has. "

"That's very good. Who do you want to deceive? To confirm your identity, do you need to be sneaky?"

Chen Feng sneered, the sword had already been cut down, and the sword's power was astonishing, as if piercing the night.

boom!
Ghost Douluo was hit by a somersault, his soul power was riddled with holes, and blood holes appeared on his body, this time he turned around and left without even saying a word.

(End of this chapter)