Chapter 143: Weeping Willow Sword

Unbelievable, Bai Huaxiu has incredible light in her beautiful eyes at this time.
Even the whole person's body began to tremble a little with danger, and he was incredibly shocked: "This is the sword intent? Killing sword intent?"
See here,
A faint smile flashed at the corner of Chu Feng’s mouth, without comment, proudly on the mountains,
The sword intent of this hand just now is just Chu Feng's most common sword intent.
Although it contains the Void Sword Qi Jue and Misty Sword Dao.
But for Chu Feng in the Nascent Soul Realm, it was just a very common trick.
This world is nothing more than three thousand fantasy worlds,
And Bai Huaxun, as the young genius of this world, was already frightened to see the ultimate sword energy of this terrifying Dao.
Chu Feng was far from expecting that the sword aura he had at hand could bring such a look of fear to him.
The Hundred Flowers Sword Technique of Hundred Flowers Shame is already at the level of transformation, with infinite power.
Even so, this supreme shocking sword made his heart frightened.
Even relying on his decades of practice, if he wants to take this trick, there is no one in ten.
The void sword energy in the void is becoming more and more condensed at this moment, looming, but with endless sharpness.
A weird smile crossed the corner of Chu Feng's mouth, and he spoke with an unusually plain expression: "Hundred flowers are ashamed, you are not ashamed of my Chu family, but you dare to take this sword?"
As soon as the voice fell, the emptiness of the sword moved suddenly, Zefu and the world, raging for hundreds of miles,
At this moment, with a radius of a hundred li, the ground is full of unusually sharp sword lights, the dust is flying, and the sword spirit is high.
Void sword aura, ethereal and invisible, invisible and invisible, actually retreat into the void in a faint,
But even like this, it is in the endless void, bursting with a sharp edge,
But I don’t know where this edge comes from,
"Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush..."
The sword came out, the volley was empty, traversed hundreds of miles, shocked the world, and the void collapsed,
Ruowu's sword light galloped towards Baihua ashamed.
"Peng, Peng, Peng, Peng, Peng..."
In an instant, gold and iron cried,
As if the real sword light collided with Baihua's shameless flying sword,
Actually vented a terrifying light,
An extremely fierce momentum suddenly appeared around, stirring the situation,
Within a few meters of the surrounding area, there is already a sword, light and sword shadow, which cannot be cut off.
"Chang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."
The Yin Han Rushui Hundred Flower Sword Qi collided with Chu Feng's Void Sword Qi, suddenly bursting out tragic sounds of swords.
At this time, Bai Huaxiu had already raised his potential to the extreme. Since by chance, he took the sword of Chu Feng,
"Hehe! It's really a genius to take over one-thousandth of my strength!"
As soon as the voice fell, Chu Feng's heart moved, beyond Ling Du and Jiu Xiao,
Green weeping willows, a black-clothed young man tapped his toes, his stature turned around,
A slender, unmistakable wicker leaped between his hands,
Lean less,
Above the wicker, the light shines,
Cut out with one sword, divide tens of thousands of sword lights, wandering between nothingness,
Thousands of sword lights, all showing an aura unmatched by ordinary people, heading towards Baihua Shame.
The sword light suddenly became light and heavy, and it was the sect of tens of thousands of sword light, and every sword light unexpectedly showed an unimaginable kendo mood.
It's like tens of thousands of masters who understand sword intent, fighting against them!