After Chen Feng heard these words.

He had nothing to hesitate about. Opportunities and crises have always existed together. If he did not advance or retreat in the road of cultivation, he would bear too many, so naturally the more opportunities, the better.

"Senior, I want to try to inherit your inheritance." Chen Feng said with great certainty.

When the God of Sword heard this, he nodded and said, "Boy, once the test begins, even I can't stop halfway. Are you really sure?"

Chen Feng took a deep breath and said, "Senior, I'm very sure, let's start!"

The face of the God of Swords showed admiration. The road to cultivation was full of difficulties and obstacles. If a monk wanted to reach the peak of the road of cultivation, he had to grit his teeth and rush forward.

Then, the God of Sword's shoulder trembled, and thousands of sharp swords floating in the air made a terrifying sound of swords at the same time.

One of the long swords with rusty marks and even many gaps on the blade pointed the tip of the sword at Chen Feng as soon as possible.

In the air next to this sword, the words "Sword used when you are five years old" appear.

Now this long sword that has been moving should be the first sword that the sword god had just embarked on the road of cultivation.

There was a "swish" sound.

The sound of breaking through the air is harsh.

I saw this rusty long sword rushing towards the sunny wind, and the sharp aura filled the surroundings.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed. As the rusty sword approached, he turned sideways and grabbed the rusty hilt with his right hand.

With a trembling arm.

All the power in this sword was dispersed by him.

After all, this is just the sword used by the God of Swords when he was five years old, and it is naturally very easy to subdue Chen Feng today.

Every sword here is filled with the mystery left by the God of Swords.

Of course, according to the cultivation of the person who is tested, the mystery in some swords will be adjusted to a certain extent.

After all, some swords were used by the God of Swords after the rise. If these swords were allowed to explode with all their strength, then Chen Feng could not even resist with the cultivation level of the Condensation Realm.

The phantom of the sword god was quietly watching from the side. The first sharp swords could only be regarded as appetizers at most, purely to allow the test people to adapt.

Time flies.

Chen Feng concentrated his energy and subdued one sword after another.

Now he was not injured. He had just surrendered a red broken sword in his hand. At this moment, he was a little panting in his mouth and dense sweat was coming out of his forehead.

This red broken sword was used by the sword god when he was three hundred years old, and the power contained in it was already extremely terrifying.

Chen Feng spent a lot of effort to subdue the red sword.

Immediately afterwards.

There was no chance to give Chen Feng a breath. When a long black blue sword rushed towards him, a sound of a sonic boom sounded in the air.

This is the sword that the God of Swords used when he was 350 years old.

From this we can tell that the previous red broken sword was a sharp sword that the sword god had used for fifty years.

The ink-green long sword was extremely fast. When Chen Feng barely avoided it, he had no time to grab the hilt of the sword.

He just wanted to use combat skills and other moves, but after the test began, it seemed that he could not use combat skills and other moves here.

Chen Feng could only rely on his own speed and strength. Of course, the Jinyan Holy Body was not restricted, otherwise he would definitely be even more embarrassed.

After discovering that Chen Feng can avoid it, this ink-green long sword immediately turned around and continued to attack Chen Feng. The trajectory of the sword body's impact was very strange, completely impossible for Chen Feng to catch it.

There was a "puff".

This time, the black green sword stabbed Chen Feng's right shoulder. Fortunately, the Jin Yan Holy Body had already been stimulated, so the sword body was only about three centimeters submerged.

Chen Feng could not catch the hilt of the sword, and his palm could only hold the sword body. He held it tightly with both hands, completely preventing the black green sword from leaving his palm.

Blood kept flowing out of his palm, his face looked solemn, and mysterious energy burst out from his palm, and the golden flames surrounding him were also starting to burn his blood.

Chen Feng once again entered the violent state of the Jinyan Holy Body.

Under the suppression of mysterious energy and physical body, Chen Feng finally subdued the ink-green long sword.

...

Time passes quickly.

In a blink of an eye, several more hours passed.

At this moment, Chen Feng's body was covered with wounds, and blood kept flowing out of his wounds. Although his lips turned pale and his face was extremely ugly, the excitement in his eyes became stronger.

Under the violent state of the Jinyan Holy Body, Chen Feng's mental state will always remain in excitement.

During the process of subduing swords, although Chen Feng looked extremely embarrassed, fortunately the wounds were not deep, and it was just that it looked very miserable on the surface.

at the moment.

A purple long sword was constantly attacking Chen Feng. This purple long sword was used by the god of swords when he was one thousand and two hundred years old.

This purple long sword is extremely fast. Every time it stabs Chen Feng, it will immediately pull it out and then attack Chen Feng from other angles.

This purple long sword does not give Chen Feng a chance to seize it.

The sound of "Puchi!Puchi!Puchi!" kept ringing.

Blood splattered in the air, and as the blood flowed and burned, even Chen Feng's body began to tremble slightly.

Seeing that the swords left were getting fewer and fewer, Chen Feng knew that he could no longer waste his time.

His legs couldn't help but bend, and he half-squatted on the ground.

Of course, the purple long sword would not miss this opportunity. The sword energy and sword intent rippled in the air. With a "swish", the purple long sword instantly approached Chen Feng's heart.

Seeing Chen Feng's heart was about to be penetrated.

However.

Chen Feng's right palm was placed in the heart at some point.

There was a "puff".

After his right palm blocked it, the sword body penetrated his right palm. He activated the mysterious energy and the violent Jinyan Holy Body to the extreme, and suddenly stuck the sword body of the purple long sword.

Chen Feng could clearly feel that the tip of the sword would touch his heart by about two centimeters.

The sword body of the purple long sword kept shaking, trying to sank a distance again.

However, under Shen Feng's strong control, the purple long sword could not make any progress.

Chen Feng, who was gritting his teeth, held the sword body with his left hand and pulled out the purple long sword from his penetrating right hand.

Blood flows non-stop.

However, Chen Feng didn't care about these things. Under his desperate suppression, the purple sword stopped resisting.

Of course, the remaining swords did not pause.

...

Six hours later.

Chen Feng's palm supported on the ground, and his whole body was completely covered in blood and the golden flames on his body were also very dim.

After all, he had not long been awakened to the Holy Body of Jin Yan, and he had already escaped from a violent state. If he had burned blood for such a long time, his blood would have been burned completely.

Now there is only the last soulless hand left in the air.

When the soulless sword tip aimed at Chen Feng, the sword god beside him said, "Boy, don't you feel pain?"

Chen Feng raised his head and felt the terrifying sharpness on the soulless. He said, "Senior, in my opinion, the pain in the body cannot be called pain."

He pointed his fingers on his heart and continued, "Only if I can't protect the people around me, my heart will feel like a tear-like pain. This is the most painful feeling."

"I think you've felt this way before."

After all, Su Yuan had talked about the God of Sword before.

The God of Swords never protected the people he loved and his children, and even saw his wife with his own eyes and was killed by his master.

Chen Feng's words undoubtedly made the God of Sword look lonely.
Chapter completed!