Rebirth of fantasy: Obtain the sect system

As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures appeared in the field.

Song Feng was the man in green clothes. He was holding a sharp sword in his arms. After all, although the sword was not unsheathed, it could not hide the chilling chill.

When Tianming on the other side saw this scene, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity. He felt a little threatened by this guy, and felt invincible.

"It seems you have to be more careful when dealing with him."

Then he instantly transformed into hundreds of clones.

Seeing this, Song Feng's expression remained calm, as if he had already guessed that Tian Ming would use this move.

The scabbard of the sword in his arms shook, and a hint of killing intent emerged from it.

There was a boom.

The next moment, the Sword Intent shot out in all directions, and hundreds of clones disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then Song Feng retracted the sheath and operated smoothly, and his figure never moved.

It was as if the move just now was not done by him.

Seeing this situation, Tianming, who was hiding at the back, shrank his pupils.

He never thought that Song Feng's Sword Intent would be so powerful that these clones of his could not even hold on for a breath.

The people watching the battle were also dumbfounded and shocked by this scene. This was completely different from Xue Yuling's swordsmanship, and it was completely inferior to the big one.

"powerful!"

Only these two words flashed through everyone's minds, which was enough to show Song Feng's status in their hearts.

Even the elders at the elders' table couldn't help but make a sound of admiration.

"As expected of Master Lin's disciple, this elegant and uncluttered swordsmanship is probably his true inheritance!"

"Yes, it's even worse. It's just strange. Why didn't I see Peak Master Lin today?"

The speaker's eyes revealed a hint of doubt.

"I don't know. It seems that Master Lin has been delayed by something. Otherwise, if his apprentice is competing here, he wouldn't be able to come and watch."

"And there are still several peak masters who have not come today."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and said nothing more.

Only Linggu, who was sitting in the first place, moved his eyes slightly when he heard this, and looked into the distance with a trace of worry.

"I hope you can make it."

On the field!

Tianming looked at Song Feng opposite him solemnly, but in his heart he was thinking about how to deal with him.

But Tianming also had to sigh that this person's swordsmanship was the strongest he had ever seen.

"Junior brother Tianming, although your clone will cause trouble to others, it will have no effect at all on someone like me who is good at using swords. Therefore, senior brother advises you to use your real skills!"

Song Feng, who was on the opposite side, still stood there, looking at Tianming with a smile on his face, and seemed to have no intention of attacking.

Seeing this scene, Tianming chuckled, and the long black knife from before appeared in his hand again, and a strange aura emanated from it.

Then Tianming looked at Song Feng coldly and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

After the words fell, Tianming's figure instantly transformed into several phantoms that kept flashing around Song Feng. The strong momentum made Song Feng's eyes light up.

"Finally, let me take it seriously. Let me see if you are worthy of my full treatment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Feng's scabbard suddenly flew into the sky.

Immediately, Song Feng's figure moved, he jumped into the sky and pulled out his jade sword. With a gorgeous turn, he raised the sword and slashed at Tianming.

Bang!

Tianming raised his knife to block it, golden light raged, and the turbulent momentum swept through the vicinity, and then violently shook Song Feng away.

But Song Feng smiled calmly at this, and the sword in his hand instantly turned into hundreds of phantoms.

In an instant, a large amount of sword energy shot through the Shattering Void sky. The harsh sound made Tianming's face freeze, and he quickly raised his knife to resist.

Bang bang bang...!

One after another sword energy was taken and shattered by Tian Ming. Unfortunately, this was just a test by Song Feng.

The best is yet to come.

The next moment, majestic sword energy appeared around Song Feng like a long river, like spiritual snakes one after another.

Immediately, Song Feng's expression changed, and the jade sword in his hand began to tremble under the influence of the sword energy.

A cross blade rushed towards Tianming.

Bang!

Tian Ming did not take this move, and was hit in the chest by the sword blade. His figure kept falling back. At this critical moment, Tian Ming directly inserted the knife into the ground and barely stopped.

Cough...cough!

Tianming knelt down on one knee and pressed his knife against the ground, trying to keep himself as steady as possible, but he kept breathing loudly, which was enough to show that the injury he suffered from the move just now was not serious.

When Song Feng saw this scene, his expression remained calm and he did not take this opportunity to rush forward.

Because from the beginning to the end, Song Feng never took this battle seriously. After all, with Tianming's current strength, it was not worthy of him to actually take action.

Otherwise, Tianming would have been unable to block the first move just now.

"Junior brother Tianming, are you okay? If not, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible and don't waste time, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the next offensive!"

Song Feng played with the jade sword in his hand, looked at Tianming with sharp eyes, and said in a lazy tone.

snort!

After hearing this, Tianming still just sneered. It was impossible for him to admit defeat, not to mention, his strength was not limited to this.

ha!

The next moment, the knife inserted in the ground suddenly emitted a majestic evil spirit, as if there was some peerless monster hidden in it.

Boom!

The dust and smoke dispersed, and the ground slowly shook.

oh? Seeing this, Song Feng, who was opposite him, half-squinted his eyes and looked at this, seeming to sense something interesting.

Dong Dong Dong...!

The dust and smoke slowly dissipated!

The shadow of a man wearing black armor, holding a long knife, and with a cold face appeared in front of Tianming.

A pair of exposed blood-colored eyes makes people's hair stand on end, frightening them, and making them unable to resist at all.

This scene made Song Feng look slightly surprised, as if he had guessed what this thing was.

Yin soldiers?

Song Feng's eyes gradually became serious.

After all, the Yin Soldier is not that easy to deal with, because it is a dead thing.

It was something condensed from hundreds of thousands of dead souls. If it exploded with all its strength, it would be so terrifying that it would be unimaginable.

Without some innate ability, it is impossible for Yin soldiers to serve as Tianming's Law Manifestation.

However, this was exactly what Song Feng wanted.

Qin Xuan, who was high in the sky, couldn't help but stroke his chin when he saw this thing. As far as he knows, there is no underworld or heaven in this world, but there is such a thing as Yin soldiers.

This made Qin Xuan feel a little curious, but he didn't think of asking the system.

Because the system seems to have crashed recently, it has not started to solve Qin Xuan's doubts.

On the field!

Song Feng looked at the powerful aura exuded by the Yin soldiers and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Tianming, you really surprised me, but you also want to show me how powerful your Yin Soldier is!"

"Is it as powerful as the legend!"