"Descendants of the Sword Ancestor, the Cen Family of Jianshan," Chen Feng's words shocked everyone.

The fifth ancestor of cultivation, the ancestor of Dan is good at alchemy, the ancestor of Wu is good at attacking, the ancestor of formation is good at formation, the ancestor of weapons is good at refining weapons, and the ancestor of sword is good at swordsmanship.

The Martial Ancestor of Cultivation represents the ultimate meaning in the world of Cultivation. In the world of Cultivation, no one can surpass the Five Ancestors of Cultivation in these fields.

The sword ancestor's surname is Cen Wushuang. His swordsmanship is unparalleled and he has dominated the world of cultivation for thousands of years. No one can compare with him.

After becoming famous for thousands of years, Sword Ancestor met a good match and lived in seclusion in Jian Mountain, not caring about worldly affairs. Thousands of years have passed, and Sword Ancestor's lineage has grown stronger and stronger, incomparable to many first-rate forces in the world of cultivation.

In Chenzhou, the Cen family's reputation is very resounding, not much weaker than the first-class forces in Chenzhou. With such a background, everyone is naturally frightened.

"Now that you know the name of my Cen family, you know that the people of our Cen family are definitely not someone you can kill casually." The eyes of the old man who led him burst out with strong anger, and the aura on his body was even more compelling. We are already in the late stage of transcending tribulation, and we are one step away from entering the Mahayana stage.

"Cen Wushuang, the ancestor of swordsman, was born to guard his shortcomings. I think the Cen family also inherited this trait from him," Chen Feng nodded and replied.

In his previous life, he had learned a lot about Cen Wushuang's bad temper.

"Since you understand, then you should know what your fate will be today," the old man nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with Chen Feng's cooperation: "However, I think you have outstanding talent in swordsmanship, so I can spare your death. He is the son of the Sword Ancestor and has a great status. As long as you make an oath of heaven and swear allegiance to the Cen family, I will not only not kill you, but I will also make an exception and accept you as my adopted son and give you the supreme book on sword cultivation."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone behind the old man changed, and they looked at Chen Feng with jealous eyes.

The old man in front of him is named Cen Qi, and he is the youngest son of the sword ancestor Cen Wushuang. He is deeply loved by the sword ancestor. If he is adopted by Cen Qi as his adopted son, wouldn't he become the grandson of the sword ancestor? What an honor it would be.

Chen Feng had a smile on his face, but his expression remained unchanged: "If I agree, what will happen to these people behind me?"

Cen Qi looked at Yi Tianci below with cold eyes: "Although Yi Tianci is only a relative of my Cen family, he is still half of my Cen family. Since these people just collided with Yi Tianci, they will only die."

Yi Tianci, who was still in shock, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and shouted loudly: "Ancestor, this woman cannot be killed, as long as her cultivation is destroyed," Yi Tianci's eyes stopped on Li Lingxi, Like a wolf staring at its prey.

Cen Qi's face remained calm and he nodded without any care: "As you wish,"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Lingxi is my wife, even if I recognize you as my father, do you still want to kill her?"

"That's natural," Cen Qi said coldly: "I spared your life and adopted you as my adopted son because I value your talent. Don't push yourself too far."

"Haha," Chen Feng laughed, with such a sarcastic smile: "I, Chen Feng, was born in heaven and earth. If I abandon many brothers and companions for myself, that would be unjust. If I abandon my beloved wife for myself, that would be unfaithful. How can I, Chen Feng, be one of those disloyal and unjust people?"

"You don't want to be my adopted son," Cen Qi's face darkened.

"Are you worthy to accept you as my father?" Chen Feng laughed, his tone full of wantonness and Wushuang: "Not to mention you, even Cen Wushuang is not worthy."

"How brave, how dare you call the Sword Ancestor by his name? Come here, kill this boy quickly," Cen Qi's expression changed drastically, and he became sinister and terrifying. His lineage originated from the Sword Ancestor, and he has something to do with the Sword Ancestor. As my own son, I will naturally not see anyone being disrespectful to Sword Ancestor.

"Yes," everyone's eyes gleamed, and they felt a little bit happy.

They are all highly talented sword cultivators of the Cen family. If Chen Feng really joins the Cen family, wouldn't it be like directly stealing their limelight? That is definitely something they cannot tolerate.

Fortunately, Chen Feng refused and they all gave it away.

"Kill," as he shouted, four figures rushed down.

That was Fourth Brother's sword cultivator in the middle of the Tribulation. Each one was like a flying sword with sharp edges, extremely sharp.

"Sure enough, he is a descendant of the Sword Ancestor. In the middle stage of the Tribulation alone, he can have combat power that is not weaker than that of the general in the late stage of the Tribulation," Chen Feng saw in his eyes and praised in his heart.

However, he didn't have any worries, his eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent.

"kill,"

Chen Feng moved his steps and rushed toward the four people like the wind, looking extremely elegant.

"How dare this kid come here to die," the four of them thought in their hearts, and exquisite sword techniques bloomed in their hands.

Suddenly, the sword energy ripped through the sky, and an overwhelming force pressed towards Chen Feng.

"What an amazing swordsman," Man Li's eyes were horrified, and he finally looked at Chen Feng with a hint of worry.

Unconsciously, his hand reached into the lapel of his clothes, as if he was holding something.

"call out,,"

An astonishing sword energy suddenly burst out from Chen Feng's body, and then, this sword energy galloped all the way up, tearing apart the swords of the four members of the Cen family with force.

"How is it possible? How could he, who was only in the middle stage of integration, be able to unleash such a powerful attack?" Cen Qi was shocked and looked at Chen Feng's sword in horror: "These four people are finished."

"hiss,,"

The blood was like a rain of blood, dripping down drop by drop. Chen Feng smashed the four people into pieces with just one sword strike.

The four fragmented corpses fell to the ground, scattered into lumps of rotten flesh.

"With one sword, he instantly killed someone in the middle stage of the Tribulation. Can this Chen Feng be a little bit more evil?" Man Li let out a long breath and took out the hand he had stretched out from his clothes.

"You brat, you killed my Cen family again. I will never let you leave alive today," Cen Qi finally moved.

His sleeves were fluttering, and his whole body stood between heaven and earth, like a sword pointing to the sky and the earth, and waves of fierce aura shot out from his body.

"This person is a strong man in the half-step Mahayana stage. He is indeed very strong. I tried my best to do it, but it is probably not as good as that." Chen Feng was secretly shocked, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit: "However, since you want to kill me, Just be prepared to be killed by me,"

With a movement of his body, Chen Feng not only did not flinch, but instead faced Cen Qi upwards. His whole body seemed to have turned into a giant sword rising into the sky, with unparalleled power.

"Die to me, Fengyun Sword Technique, the storm is coming," Cen Qi shouted coldly, the flying sword unsheathed, stirring up the surrounding space, and even affecting the weather.

The wind was howling, dark clouds were gathering, and heavy rain fell rapidly from the sky, like a rain curtain.

"The Fengyun Sword Art, that is the most powerful sword art created by the Sword Ancestor. It is really terrifying." Chen Feng's eyes were full of madness, and the sky-breaking sword danced in his hand, and it actually separated the dense heavy rain and continued to rush upward.
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