The Qinglian Sword Song is a unique skill in Shushan’s sword technique, and it is also a secret of Shushan’s untold history. Only the top ten personal disciples and deputy sect leaders, and figures above the sect level are qualified to practice. Back then, Lan Feng had a deep understanding of the power of this move.

Now, the sword-rewarding master under Limia, Yueya, actually used the Shushan Sword Technique, so Lan Feng had a certain understanding and guess about his identity.

This guy is very likely a person from Shushan, and even if he is not, he has a deep connection with Shushan.

Shushan is one of the most orthodox inheritances of China. They act with great justice and are absolutely impossible to cooperate with guys like Limia. In addition, what King Arthur said, then the sword-controlling priest in front of him is very likely to be under the control of Limia like King Arthur, and just now he became a weapon in his hands.

If that's the case, then Lan Feng could only knock him out and treat him like he did.

"Shushan Sword Technique, Qinglian Sword Song, who are you, what does it have to do with Shushan?"

Hearing Lan Feng's fierce shout, the body of the sword-Emperor, who was originally carrying endless sword light, trembling suddenly, as if he was electrocuted, stopped in front of Lan Feng, with a hint of confusion on his face, and the murmuring words came from his mouth: "Shushan?"

It seemed as if he had woken up from a certain state!

"That's right! Shushan! The sword technique you used is the secret Qinglian Sword Song that is not passed down by Shushan. Who are you?"

Seeing this, Lan Feng gave a breath in his heart, his mind moved slightly, and the Qingxin Curse was secretly circulating. His eyes were directly at the sword-Emperor Yu Jian Crescent, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"I don't know...Don't ask me, I don't know anything..."

After Lan Feng asked this, a strong look of pain appeared on the face of the sword-Yuan Venerable Crescent. He held his head with both hands, his face full of pain, and a hoarse and crazy voice came from his mouth.

"Swish!"

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head and fell on Lan Feng's body. A scarlet light flashed in his eyes. A cold and grim voice came from his mouth: "I am the Sword Master, one of the five great emperors under the seat of the Lemian Monarch. My name is Crescent! Boy, do you dare to be an enemy of the Lemian Monarch and be aware of death?"

"Boom!"

As the words of the Sword Master Crescent Solemn fell, the violent power in his body roared, and countless sword lights burst out from their bodies, and the sword energy roared, and a green lotus rose slowly. At this moment, his body trembled suddenly, carrying the power of the green lotus, turning into dozens of sword shadows and rushing towards the blue edge, with the speed of being extremely fast!

Before it was approaching, the sharp and sharp sword light illuminated Lan Feng's eyes. The sharp Crescent Sword came straight to Lan Feng's throat. The whole world seemed to be covered by sword energy. The sword light was wrapped, and the countless ancient swords inserted into the desert were pulled at this moment, carrying the thunderous momentum of thunder, followed the fierce and sharp sword of the Sword Master, the Fierce and sharp sword, towards Lan Feng.

Shushan Sword Technique: Qinglian Sword Song!

The power of this move was earth-shaking. Looking down from the sky, you can clearly see that the sword-monster, the Venerable of Swords, carried thousands of sword energy and ancient swords, attacking Lan Feng like a peerless killing god, blocking all his retreats, making him faced with it as if he was not a human, but a mighty heavenly power.

The sword of the sword master, the Crescent Ya, showed the extremely strong style of a supreme swordsman. Any obstacle would be completely shattered under his amazing sword and collapsed!

This sword is so powerful!

"What a strong sword!"

Looking at the amazing and peerless sword of the Master Yuejian, even King Arthur felt great pressure and couldn't help but speak in surprise.

If he did not use the power of the domain, he would not be able to compete with this sword!

As for the white Youfengling seeing the wise light flashing in her eyes, her face was solemn and thoughtful, as if she was feeling something.

As for the Black Dragon, Cedrokase and other powerful people were affected by the gravity of the Desert Sword Domain under this huge sword move, and they felt that the sword power was scattered and pressed heavily on them, making their bodies tremble involuntarily. Under the power of such moves, they could not raise the slightest resistance.

Although they are extremely powerful and look at any force, they are still powerless in the face of such a top-notch powerful battle.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look at Lan Feng, with expectations in his eyes. How would this man who made them vow to follow him use to resist such a huge sword move?

"It is worthy of being a unique skill in Shushan. The power of this sword move is indeed extraordinary, but it covers a wide range, making people unable to dodge, and it can be called a group attack weapon! I also happen to have a sword move here, so I hope to give you advice!"

Lan Feng stood in the air, staring at the sword-Emperor Yu Jianqin, who was attacking with endless murderous intent. He had strong combat power flashed in his eyes, raised the ignorant dragon sword in his hand high, and indifferent words came from his mouth.

"Swish..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, his shoulders shook suddenly, and his body suddenly split into three at this moment, turning into three black shadows through the sword lights in the sky, quickly narrowing the distance between him and the sword master, the crescent moon. Then the three black shadows strangely merged into one and turned into Lan Feng's appearance again.

"The wind passes without traces, the swallows fall three thousand times, and the flying swallows return!"

Looking at the sword-Emperor Yu Jian, the golden light flashed on the reverse dragon sword in Lan Feng's hand. His hand holding the sword shook suddenly. At this moment, his body passed by the sword-Emperor Yu Jian, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and a flowing and lively voice rang out.

"Ding...swish..."

The next moment, the figure of the sword master, Yueya, suddenly solidified, and the power he carried suddenly paused. The rising green lotus behind him disappeared, and the speeding ancient sword also fell down from the air weakly.

"Puff..."

The sound of broken clothes sounded quietly, but the clothes on the chest of the Venerable Yujian, Crescent Ya, broke without warning. Two bloody X-shaped sword marks quietly appeared. He lowered his head with difficulty and looked at the Crescent Sword in his hand, but found that countless dense cracks appeared on the sword of the Crescent Sword in his hand, and then broke open, and black blood spurted out from his mouth.

"hiss!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the sword-Emperor, the people present couldn't help but take a breath, their eyes filled with unconcealed horror. No one expected that Lan Feng's sword would be so powerful!

"Is this another move? With my strength and speed, I can't resist and avoid this move of the tyrant!"

Ling looked at Lan Feng, with unconcealed solemnity in his eyes, his fists clenched and murmured in his heart.

"I was defeated by his move, Feiyan Return! When facing this move, I was completely different from the scene when I was watching this move from outside. Even if he used it again, I'm afraid I would be unable to stop it..."

King Arthur's fists were also clenched together. Thinking of the scene when he faced Lan Feng's move in front of the Igle Metal Fortress, his heart was filled with deep helplessness.

"I...I...I actually lost?"

The Master of Swordsman, Rich and Ya, looked down at his embarrassed appearance, and a strong and weak voice came from his mouth.

"Hehe...how could you lose? Isn't this still there?"

However, the words of the Master Yujian, Crescent, had just fallen, but his expression suddenly became ferocious, and a strong and evil voice came from his mouth.

As his words fell, his aura burst out in a blast, shattering all his clothes, revealing his strong body. Countless strange black patterns spread throughout his body, as if something was wandering inside his body, gathering towards his head, looking particularly ferocious and weird...

"Crack, crack, crack..."

He twisted his neck and shook his thick arms and arms. The sound of stir-fried beans with joint movements came from his whole body. He raised his head and looked at Lan Feng, and said in a stern voice: "Boy, thank you for letting me completely seize control of this body, hehe... Next, let this commander thank you very much!"

"Boom!"

As his words fell, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his feet suddenly exploded. He poked his palm out, grabbed it from the air, and an ancient sword flew into his hand, carrying a speed that was even more terrifying and faster than before, rushing towards Lan Feng!

"Bang, puff..."

However, his words had just fallen, and before he could break out of time, he felt that his eyes were dark. Then Lan Feng's figure quietly appeared in front of him. Under his terrified gaze, Lan Feng's right hand stretched out and grabbed his face. Then Lan Feng's energy burst out, almost swinging the sword-evil Master Yueya, and carrying him to smash it down into the endless desert below!

The body of the sword master, Richmond, hit the desert heavily, making a dull sound, causing countless wild sand to fly all over the sky...

“Bakari Road…”

The Master Yujian, Yueya, felt her head confused, her chest was stuffy, and her body was incredibly painful, as if she had been torn apart. He yelled in anger and was about to struggle violently to fight back, but Lan Feng's right hand was a knife, carrying a powerful force and slashed hard on his neck...

"Bang!"

The dull collision sounded quietly, and the body of the Sword Master Yuqi trembled suddenly, his eyes closed, and under the combo like Lan Feng, there was no power of resistance at all, and he fainted on the spot.

As the sword master Yu Jianqi fainted, his desert sword domain disappeared without a trace. Everyone felt a flash of sight and returned to the outside world where they were before.

The Master of Swordsman, the Crescent Ya, was pressed down on the ground by Lan Feng like a dead dog, which was shocking!

"Take him away!"

Lan Feng swung his casually and threw the unconscious sword-evil Master, Crescent, towards King Arthur, and indifferent words came from his mouth.

As his words fell, he seemed to have done something insignificant, without any fluctuations on his face, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth and walked out...
Chapter completed!