A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 5778: 8-grade treasure!

The fifth thousand seven hundred and eighty-eight chapter eight treasures!

At the same time, in the huge tower.

A golden light shines through the eyes of a black light and shadow, which seems to be able to penetrate everything, looking in the direction of Chen Feng.

"Looking at him like this, do you want to stop seeing me?"

The golden pupil light and shadow chuckled: "Well, see you and see what you are here for."

While speaking, he snapped his fingers.

Slap!

With the snap of his fingers, a black shadow struggling up from him, and in an instant, it turned into his appearance.

Whether it is temperament or strength, it is exactly the same.

"Shadow, you will meet him."

The shadow-turned human form bowed his hands and walked back slowly.

……

"My lord, we have already made such a fuss. I am afraid there is no way to ask the news."

The sky ghost looked terrified, and walked behind Chen Feng in two steps, reminding him in a low voice.

"The people in Wujing Street are very obedient, especially the group of people who sell news. Now we are in such a situation. If Master Daojian does not speak, I am afraid they will not say a word."

"Then let Daojian speak."

Chen Feng smiled faintly, then retracted his gaze to look at the giant tower.

So calm, even Wujing Street was about to collapse, and he refused to show up.

It's worthy of being a person who has grown up in the world of God, and he is indeed very cautious.

"Since you don't make a move, then I will go in."

Chen Feng rose in the air, and went straight to the huge tower without any hurry.

At this time, the group of golden-faced **** generals were seriously injured, and they were too busy to take care of themselves. No one could stop him.

"I think a person who fights against each other can never escape, Dao Jian, you can't be a turtle with your head down."

Chen Feng chuckled, his wrist trembling slightly, and a long cyan knife emerged.

Qingqiu Heavenly Sword started, the blade trembled, and the sword screamed!

The swordsmanship of the supreme realm is crushing towards the giant tower!

The invisible sword spirit swept out and enveloped the entire street.

Above the streets, pavilions, ground, stone pillars, grass and trees... everything began to crack and was cut off by a sharp knife!

The sword intent is like a tornado, sweeping past, cutting everything!

Cut everything!

Chen Feng's knife has always been so overbearing, in his eyes, there is no constant cutting.

Boom!

The blade is crushed and moved forward, and finally before the giant tower, cut to the giant tower!

Suddenly, the entire huge tower began to tremble, and countless knife marks were cut out on the wall of the tower. The moment the rubble fell, it was immediately crushed by the knife's intent!

……

At this time, inside the giant tower.

"Just the artistic conception of a knife has such power!"

The golden pupil figure suddenly stood up, with a hesitation in his eyes, he hesitated: "Is it a bit sloppy to ask the shadow to deal with him?"

He regretted it, but it was too late, and the shadow had already appeared outside the tower.

……

Beyond the huge tower, the sword is in the air, covering the streets.

"This fellow Taoist, just entered my Boundless Street for a day, and made such a big noise repeatedly, is it too dismissive of my Dao Sword?"

A golden light and shadow, as if there is no substance, passed through the huge tower and came out of the void.

In just an instant, he arrived ten meters in front of Chen Feng and looked at Chen Feng with a smile.

This extreme speed can't even capture Chen Feng's mental power.

"Move around at will?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately understood.

Because the visitor is the owner of Wujing Street, Xiaotiandi here is almost invincible, and he can naturally escape the perception of his mental power.

Since it was useless to him, Chen Feng withdrew his mental power and quietly looked at the people coming.

The turbulent golden sea of ​​mental power stopped the storm and returned to calm.

The visitor is a young man in a pale golden robe with a warm smile on his face. He looks very easy-going.

However, Chen Feng can also feel it, underneath his gentle appearance, there is a sword hidden!

The sharp sword intent seems to be able to kill the gods and slaughter the demons!

This sword intent has an indomitable momentum, which is similar to Chen Feng's pursuit of the sword.

"It's him!"

Chen Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and a faint smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.

For a long time, no one can make him so excited!

This man's sword intent not only made him feel shocked, but the Qingqiu Heavenly Sword in his hand was whispering in excitement.

"Friends, if you keep silent, things will be difficult to handle."

Dao Jian's smile remained the same, but his eyes became sharper.

"Dao Jian, the master of Wujing Street, is also the person who wrote the word on the stone tablet at the entrance of the street."

"I originally came to Wujie Street, just to ask for a message, but when I saw the stone monument at the entrance of the street, I changed my mind."

"I admire your realm in kendo, so I want to come in and compete with you."

Chen Feng held the Qingqiu Heavenly Sword back and bowed his hand: "I want to compare the sword with you now, and add another color..."

"Chen Feng, you are too rampant."

Dao Jian suddenly interrupted Chen Feng, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"Just for the sake of the sword, you will disturb my boundless street like this, and kill the town of Lingdu!"

"A person like you will only die under my sword!"

The cold words echoed all over the street like Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Master Dao Sword! Master Dao Sword is out!"

"Great, as long as Master Dao Jian is here, this invader will definitely not end well!"

"Master Dao Sword, kill this thief, let me divide the flesh and blood!"

The group of onlookers in the distance, as if beaten up with blood, were so excited that they returned to the street again.

They trust Daojian, even better than themselves.

"They trust you blindly."

Chen Feng glanced at the crowd, still chuckling.

"It's not blindness, it's absolute trust!"

The Dao Sword stretched out his hand and waved, a clear sword sounded from the huge tower, and a golden light burst into the air.

The bright golden light enveloped the entire street, exuding a fierce, powerful and sharp aura!

It was a sword with a golden dragon on the handle, and the sword had a sharp edge of three feet three.

"Junlong Slaying Heaven Sword, Eight-Rank Treasure!"

The Dao Sword swung the sword straight at Chen Feng, "It is an honor for you to die under this sword!"

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"The sword is good, worthy of your mood."

Chen Feng looked up a little and chuckled: "That's good, I'll compare with you, just use moves without supernatural power, so as not to bully you."

"I haven't finished talking about the color head. If I win, you can check one thing for me... You Wujie Street is the most well-informed place. You should be able to check this thing."

"If you win, I will tell you how to break the ban on heaven."

How to break the forbidden territory of heaven?

As soon as this remark came out, it was astonishing!

The Dao Sword's expression was startled, and the hand holding the sword shook slightly.

At the same time, inside the giant tower.

Jin Tong's figure was shocked, her eyes burst into light, and she kept muttering: "He knows the way to break the forbidden territory? How would he know?"

"No, why does he know something that the owner doesn't know?"