One sword dominates the world.

A sword runs through the ages! This sword seems to be like the Milky Way cutting through the night sky. The terrifying sword intent makes people suffocate and terrifying, as if the end of the world is coming.

Dao Sanxin felt terrified, his hair stood up all over his body, and a cool air rushed straight into his forehead. The fighting spirit in his eyes instantly extinguished. Without any hesitation, he turned around and flashed.

Because he had a premonition.

This knife was not something he could resist.

This knife intent is so terrible.

Rumble... The sword energy spread across the sky, and a hundred miles away, a mountain exploded, split into two, and the section was very flat, like a mirror.

"This, this is terrible."

Dao San, Saint Nichang and others exclaimed, their faces and eyes were filled with a strong look of shock. This knife exceeded their imagination.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior."

Dao Sanfei saluted Lin Feng respectfully in front of him.

He could feel that Lin Feng's sword had no intention of killing him, otherwise he would have turned into ashes.

In particular, Lin Feng is actually proficient in the secret magic and magical powers of the Qianye Ancestor, and instinctively believes that Lin Feng has some relationship with the Qianye Ancestor.

Could it be that the young man in front of him is the old ancestor’s closed disciple?

Otherwise, at his age, how could he be proficient in the secret techniques of Qianyemen?

It must be.

He is definitely the disciple of the ancestor.

"Master is here, please receive the sword and worship the Three One."

Dao San knelt on one knee and respectfully clasped his fists.

Lin Feng couldn't help but smile, knowing it, but he didn't explain.

To be precise, Lin Feng is indeed related to the ancestor Qianye, but it is not what Dao San thought. Lin Feng and ancestor Qianye are actually brothers of the opposite sex, so there is no problem calling him Master Zu.

"Senior Brother Dao San...you..." Saint Nishang and the disciples of Qianye Sect looked at this scene, their eyes almost popped out, feeling incredible.

"You are you, why don't you come over and pay homage to the master."

Dao San shouted.

Three Chiba disciples hurriedly knelt on the ground to salute.

"This, this..." Saint Nichang looked ugly and extremely embarrassed.

"Master, I..." Lin Feng smiled and didn't care: "You can run away, as long as you think you have enough strength..." "Master, I will never dare again."

The Saint Nichang said respectfully, feeling panic in her heart. The more she followed Lin Feng, the longer she felt that Lin Feng was terrifying, like a bottomless pit, an abyss that could not be seen through.

How strong is he? The territory of the Chiba Sect.

"Jian Wu pays homage to Master."

The Qianye Sect members of Jianwu and others saluted respectfully.

At first, they suspected Lin Feng's identity, but when Lin Feng showed his skills and used some changes in Qianye Ancestor's methods, they had no doubts about Lin Feng anymore.

The disciple of the ancestor is a master's level.

"The people of Kunlun have become slaves to the Tiandao Sect?"

When Lin Feng heard this news, he frowned.

His father Lin Aotian once learned art in Kunlun and was also considered a disciple of Kunlun. What's more, in the battle of the Hidden Sect Secret Realm, the Kunlun Sect asked his father to bring the ancient Kunlun Mirror to help.

He has a good impression of Kunlun.

Now that my father's master is enslaved, he has to take care of this matter from any aspect.

Besides, he came here to enter the main peak of Kunlun.

"What?

Kunlun is my master's father's sect?"

"Those sects of Tiandao Sect that dare to enslave their master and grandfather are really looking for death!"

"Master, please lead us to the Heavenly Dao Gate."

...Lin Feng thought for a moment and only let the Qianye Sect Dao San accompany him. Without stopping, the three of them went to Kunlun Main Peak.

It soon appeared at the foot of the main peak.

As soon as I was about to go up the mountain, I heard a shout.

"Mad, hurry up, whoever is going to do anything, I'll kill you alive."

"Also, before it gets dark today, I will kill one person without digging out ten kilograms of spirit stones."

Two disciples of the Tiandao Sect held leather whips in their hands and urged a group of people to go into the cave to mine as if they were stocking. While cursing, they waved the steel whip with fire and whipped at Lang Teng.

This is a fire whip, which is used by the Tiandao Gate to punish slaves. The whip is whipped and burns the body with fire but does not kill it. It is very cruel.

In addition, the Kunlun Sect's body was planted with restrictions, and they were all sealed and exerted force, which was equivalent to an ordinary person. If this whip was taken down, a mortal could not afford it.

Lang Teng's skin instantly burst into pieces, his body was full of fire, and the pain was unbearable, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word.

"You, you are too vicious and excessive..." The Kunlun Sect's people were furious.

"Mad, you native monkeys dare to talk back, you are really looking for death!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the two Heavenly Daomen Gate. They swung the fire whip and were about to whip it.

However, at this moment, a sword flashed.

Kneel! The fire whip broke in response, and a blood mark appeared on the faces of the two disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and they couldn't help but scream in horror.

"who?"

The two of them looked and saw a group of three slowly walking over.

"Haha, it turns out it's Dao San from the Qianye Sect. Do you dare to trespass into my Tiandao Sect territory? Are you going to start a war?

Don’t forget that your Qianye Sect is the defeated general of my Tiandao Sect.”

"You know what you know, get out of here immediately.

Otherwise, my senior brother Tianlong will take action and sweep your Qianye Sect!"

The two sneered, with sneering and disdain on their faces.

Dao looked at Lin Feng with no expression on his face.

Lin Feng said coldly: "Kill them all."

His eyes were cold. From the people like Lang Teng, he felt that the same aura as his father should be a member of Kunlun.

These Tiandao Sect's miscellaneous parts dare to abuse the people from my father's master so much, and they should die! "Yes, Master."

Dao San bowed respectfully, and his eyes immediately became cold when he looked at the two men of Tiandao Sect, and he said with a grim smile: "Today, I will wash your Tiandao Sect blood!"

"You, dare you..." The two men of Tiandao Sect suddenly shrank, and they were a little embarrassed.

Dao Sanno's saint son of Qianyemen is much stronger than them. Only Tianlong and the two senior brothers of Tianxin can suppress him.

It's a pity that it's too late.

The Thousand Leaf Knife in Dao San's hand waved, and the light of the knife flashed, and the two were beheaded and their heads rolled down.

"You, you are..." Kunlun disciples looked at Lin Feng with hostility in their eyes.

These descendants did not treat them as human beings at all, but saved their lives, just to let them dig up spirit stones.

"When I see the master, I still don't kneel down and salute."

Dao San shouted.

Lin Feng waved his hand and signaled Dao San to retreat, then raised his hand. A golden light flashed, and the flames on Lang Teng's body disappeared instantly. The wound was recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a bang inside, the restriction was broken and his strength was restored.

"You are..." Lang Teng and others were a little confused and looked at Lin Feng in disbelief.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "In the name of his father Lin Aotian, I will save you."

Lang Teng widened his eyes and said incredibly: "You, you are the son of Junior Brother Aotian...Lin Feng?"

"Master Lang Teng, it's me."

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

"Nephew Lin Feng, is it really you?"

Lang Teng stepped forward excitedly and smiled and said, "Haha, it's really my Kunlun that I will never die.

Junior Brother Aotian gave birth to a good son.”

Lin Feng smiled and said nothing.

"Nephew, you..." Lang Teng said and looked at Dao San.
To be continued...