At this moment, Shen Feng's figure seemed to become tall all of a sudden, like a giant looking down on the heavens and the earth, majestic and vast, giving people a heavy sense of oppression, making Chen Qingyang and others have a strong feeling of suffocation.

Madrigal knew that the opponent in front of him was stronger than ever.

But this kind of strength did not make him feel a trace of fear and despair, but instead aroused the sleeping fighting cells in his heart and became enthusiastic.

"Bang!"

Shen Feng took a step forward suddenly, and the earth trembled, and an invisible pressure surged in all directions, and the terrifying pressure was as heavy as the top of Mount Tai.

"Heavenly Sword, Third Style!"

Shen Feng, who was expressionless, let out a low roar and drew his knife and slashed down.

His sword technique has reached the realm of returning to the basics, and without any flashy moves, it is enough to make everyone around him lose his color.

The black sword cut through the void, and a group of skeleton legions could be vaguely seen charging into battle, as if there was an invincible momentum of a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha.

Sensing the power of Shen Feng's knife, Chen Qingyang's brows also frowned subconsciously, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Muge worriedly.

At this moment, he was not sure if Pastoral would be able to catch the third form of the Heavenly Sword.

The wind was strong and the sand was dusty.

The black sword slashed at the madrigal like the Last Judgment.

This time, Madrigal didn't cast the Void Body again, and he also knew that with his imperfect Void Body, he couldn't block this knife at all.

I saw that Madrigal's hands quickly sealed, and the surrounding space was instantly distorted, if it weren't for the fact that the spatial laws here were strong enough, I am afraid that the surrounding space would have collapsed at this moment.

"Space withered!"

Madrigal's body shook for a while, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, with the pastoral song as the center, the surrounding space quickly expanded, and a terrifying spatial fluctuation spread out.

Space withering is the latest spatial skill that Pastoral has comprehended, and if it is cultivated to the extreme, a single thought can make a planet space shatter.

However, with the current strength of the madrigal, it is far from being able to do this.

"Boom!"

The black knife slashed into the distorted and expanded space, and with a strong attitude, it slashed across the space towards the madrigal!

However, Pastoral Ge didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, only to see his five fingers squeeze suddenly, and the originally expanded space suddenly shrank.

From the infinite expansion of space to the extreme contraction, it is just a snap of a finger, and this kind of space transformation can produce extremely terrifying space power.

Sure enough, the black sword that was originally indomitable, under this extreme spatial power, actually began to twist and break, and finally was swallowed up invisibly under the compression of space.

"Boom!"

Madrigal slowly opened his five fingers, and the space around him gradually returned to calm, but it was obvious that his face was slightly pale.

Obviously, using this trick "Space Withering" will consume a lot of his strength.

On the other side, the black knife was broken, and the corners of Shen Feng's mouth had overflowed with blood, and it looked as if he had suffered internal injuries.

"Shen Feng, you can't even kill a native of the earth, you first-class guard with a knife is really a waste!" The second prince scolded angrily in the distance.

Shen Feng turned his back to the second prince, and when he heard his angry scolding, his body trembled slightly.

Thinking that he was a half-step immortal realm powerhouse, he was actually scolded in public by a young man who relied on evil skills to break through to the middle stage of the Divine Pill Realm, how could he be so humiliated?

But even if Shen Feng is angry and unwilling in his heart, he has to swallow it in his stomach, whoever calls the other party is the second prince of the Dali Dynasty, he was born to stand above tens of millions of people, his status is noble, he doesn't dare to violate!

"You are very strong, but today, you and I must divide a victory, this fourth sword technique, even I can't control it, if you can take it, I, Shen Feng, am willing to bow down."

Shen Feng gritted his teeth slightly and said.

From the hesitant look in his eyes, it could be seen that he did not want to perform this fourth form.

As soon as the fourth type comes out, there are only two results, either the madrigal can't stop it and will become his dead soul under the knife, or if he is blocked by the madrigal, he will also be eaten by the sword and his soul will be scattered!

"I'm looking forward to it!" Madrigal said.

Although his tone seemed very relaxed, the nerves in his whole body were already tense, and his heart was unprecedentedly solemn.

The first three styles of the Heavenly Sword are enough to tell Madrigal how powerful this knife technique is.

And this fourth form, even Shen Feng himself can't control it, and its power is naturally self-evident.

So this time, Madrigal can only go all out.

"Boom!"

Shen Feng slowly raised the knife, and suddenly there was a noise of war drums around him, as if it came from an ancient battlefield, which could affect people's minds and minds!

At the same time, the quaint big knife in Shen Feng's hand suddenly seemed to be sharp, sharp and sharp, like the Nine Shadows Demon Light, poignant and dazzling!

Before the knife was cut, there was such a strong sense of oppression, and no one could predict how powerful this knife was.

Not even Shen Feng himself!

"Put down your knife or I'll kill him!"

At this moment, a very inopportune voice sounded, causing the originally tense atmosphere to freeze instantly.

The attention of the other guards was always on Shen Feng's knife, but they didn't notice that a person appeared beside them at some point, and when they turned around to look, they all had frightened expressions.

"Be bold, let go of our second prince, or you will destroy your nine clans!" One of the guards yelled.

Shen Feng's momentum that had just been condensed, when he heard this, he had to retract, but the knife in his hand was not put down, and he slowly turned to look at the side of the second prince.

At this moment, it is none other than Chen Qingyang who is holding the second prince hostage.

The moment Shen Feng raised the big knife, Chen Qingyang had already decided to take the second prince hostage.

He knew that even if Muge could take Shen Feng's knife, Muge himself would have to pay a heavy price.

For the sake of a dispute and seriously injured Muge, Chen Qingyang naturally would not let this scene happen.

"Let him go!"

Shen Feng said in a cold voice, his eyes were like knives, staring at Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang was not even afraid of the gaze of the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm, how could he be suppressed by Shen Feng?

"We don't have much grudge between us, why don't we just leave it to light, how about it?" Chen Qingyang said with a smile, and the right hand that grabbed the throat of the second prince was also slightly forced.

The tone of his voice did not look like a compromise at all, but more like a threat.

"I said, let go of the second prince!"

Shen Feng raised his eyebrows coldly, and the big knife suddenly pointed directly at Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and said, "It's no good to threaten me!" ”

After speaking, Chen Qingyang's mind moved, and a soul tearing technique was imprinted into the second prince's mind.

"Ah......h

The second prince suddenly let out a howl like killing a pig.

"Little bastard, this prince must kill you!" The second prince's face was hideous and distorted, and he scolded viciously.