Martial Master

“Block it.”

Feng Shaoyu suddenly produced an ancient sword in his hand, and with a clang, he intercepted the Hanyue Ancient Sword. Qin Chen did not expect that Feng Shaoyu actually had a second ancient sword.

But what shocked Qin Chen even more was that Feng Shaoyu continuously urged, and in an instant, a third and a fourth ancient sword appeared, ultimately summoning a total of seven ancient swords that floated in the void. Each ancient sword emanated a terrifying imperial aura.

“Seven ancient swords? No, only one is a Martial Emperor Sword, the other six are replicas.”

Even so, Qin Chen was still immensely shocked, because each of the remaining six replicas was a top-tier imperial weapon, incredibly fearsome.

“Hmph, no matter who you are or what your purpose is, pretending to be my brother's disciple, today this Emperor will definitely kill you.” Feng Shaoyu snorted coldly, and the seven ancient swords began to spin rapidly, quickly forming a formation that enveloped this realm.

“Seven Star Sword Formation!”

With this cold shout, the world was completely shrouded in the imperial sword aura, and the sharp killing intent could easily obliterate peak Martial God level experts. The onlookers had already retreated far away, directly to the edge of the formation of the Bloodline Sacred Land. Every strand of sword aura here was immensely terrifying and could easily slay them.

Is this the Xuanyuan Martial Emperor?

Despair and fear surged in everyone's hearts. If they were the ones to face it, they would probably have been instantly shredded into nothingness by this sword aura, utterly incapable of being a match.

But Qin Chen only sneered. Feng Shaoyu was actually playing with sword formations in front of him?

Zhenmo Ding!

Buzz!

Above Qin Chen's head, the Zhenmo Ding appeared in an instant, spinning and rapidly enlarging to cover this realm.

All that could be heard was the continuous clanging and booming sounds as dense sword auras continuously struck against the Zhenmo Ding, causing it to rotate but never manage to break through its defenses.

What kind of treasure is this?

Feng Shaoyu was astonished.

Qin Chen, on the other hand, sneered. The Zhenmo Ding was a treasure forged by ancient human experts to suppress the top-tier strongmen of the Demon Tribe. Even a Demon Lord level expert could be subdued by it, so it certainly would not be easily broken.

At the same time he activated the Zhenmo Ding, a third sword had already appeared in Qin Chen's hand. It was a black broken sword, and as soon as it emerged in the void, an extremely terrifying aura spread out.

It was the Holy Level broken sword obtained from Xiao Dongyan.

The Holy Level broken sword combined with the Heavenly Thunder Sword and the Hanyue Ancient Sword, unexpectedly also formed a sword formation.

“Three Talents Sword Formation!”

Buzz!

A powerful pressure condensed above the broken sword, targeting Xuanyuan Martial Emperor and directly slashing past.

“You actually know this sword formation too?” Feng Shaoyu was both shocked and angry.

“Feng Shaoyu, this Seven Star Sword Formation was obtained by my master, Po Chen Martial Emperor, from an ancient relic. Since you learned it, I, as my master's disciple, how could I not know?”

Qin Chen laughed. This Feng Shaoyu was really amusing; that Seven Star Sword Formation was actually something he had researched back then, and he still asked him why he knew this sword formation. Wasn't that hilarious?

“Go!”

As the Three Talents Sword Formation was activated, the sword auras of the three imperial weapons converged together, directly striking down upon the surface of Feng Shaoyu's Seven Star Sword Formation.

“Crack, crack…”

The light of the Seven Star Sword Formation around Feng Shaoyu immediately trembled and emitted cracking sounds.

This was only natural; the broken sword in Qin Chen's hand was at least a Holy Level weapon. Although it was broken, the explosive power it produced was not something ordinary imperial weapons could compare to.