The Feng Zun Journey

The Feng Zun Journey
The Sword of Pan Gu


Although Han Mei knew that Feng Zun was extremely strong, but her heart could not help but worry at this moment.


The same feeling was also felt by Shuoxue, and her beautiful eyes revealed deep worry.


Zhenyu gasped, even though he was extremely cowardly, but he would not hesitate to use all of his trump cards to help Feng Zun, if needed.


At this moment, geniuses like Lu Cheng, Liu Handeng, Ling Huayi, Ceng Wang, Su Chi, Xu Yuan, they subconsciously looked at Feng Zun.


They were certain that no doubt, this battle had reached the pinnacle point!


On the battlefield.


Feng Zun's eyes narrowed.


He also had to admit that the trump cards in the hands of these people were more ruthless than all his opponents during this time.


With the cultivation he was currently using, it was obviously difficult for him to be able to contend with those nine ancient demons.


Whereas if he used his original cultivation, Feng Zun was worried that it would cause an unexpected variable problem, which came from Demon Emperor Damballa.


However, how could FengZun not have another trump card?


Clangs!


The sword of Emperor Fantian roared loudly and trembled violently.


In the sea of his consciousness, the breath of the Pan Gu Sword quietly flowed into the Fantian Emperor Sword, making the sword have an indistinct and extremely shocking gleam of god aura.


And the soul of the divine bird, sealed within the body of the Fantian Emperor Sword, inevitably woke up and put his abilities into action.


Anyone from that ancient demon could feel supreme terror, which was many times more powerful than any power in the entire life they had ever lived, as if they were facing a real God, he said, a single thought can completely obliterate their existence!


Swoshis!


An attack came with incredible speed.


"Dead!"


The primordial spirit phase immortal god manipulated the red furnace to attack, it carried purgatory that enveloped the entire sky, as if it was completely capable of burning parts of heaven and earth, including Feng Zun.


That extremely tyrannical power was enough to make any immortal collapse in despair!


But Feng Zun did not even glance at him, he raised his sword.


Swoshis!


The sword of the Fantian Emperor swept through the air.


Purgatory in the sky was like a thin cloth, as it swept away Feng Zun's sword, and straight cracks appeared.


At the end of the crack, the red furnace cauldron was torn apart and roared loudly as if it was unable to withstand it.


A slash!


The sword of the Fantian Emperor was like a knife slicing through butter, the red furnace split apart and the primordial spirit crashed into the sky before disappearing completely.


One sword slash, it had broken the sea of purgatory, split the red furnace, and slashed the primordial spirit!


It was too easy to cut a chicken.


"The ancestor...!"


The woman in the red dress shouted like she was struck by lightning.


All the spectators were shocked and horrified.


A Primordial Spirit that was above the immortal realm, carrying a rare artifact, but was killed by a young man in the early immortal realm, who would have expected this?


Without waiting for everyone's reaction...


Feng Zun's figure flashed then he swung his sword forward.


Bang out!


The black talisman exploded and turned into a terrifying and domineering bow, which carried a fierce destructive power.


But under the Sword of the Fantian Emperor, the giant bow was blasted violently like a piece of paper.


The kwak!


The black luan bird that was bathed in blood-colored lightning light realized that the situation was extremely bad, made a terrified cry, and was about to turn around and flee.


However, the Sword of the Fantian Emperor slashed down and pierced through his body violently, in the end the black luan bird turned into a blood mist after being hit by the slash.


In the blink of an eye, the trump cards of the three ancient demons had been destroyed!


This scene made the three ancient demons lose their spirits and almost faint.


This...how is it possible? !


Without waiting for them to react, three sword qi energies suddenly descended from the sky, slashing the woman in a red dress, the white-robed youth, and the burly man.


A slash! A slash! A slash!


This scene was no different like slaughtering a sheep, those three immortal realm ancient demons, all of his body had been destroyed, his soul collapsed, and they all died under Feng Zun's sword qi.


No one survived!


It was not that they did not want to dodge, but under the might of Feng Zun's sword qi, their strength was completely suppressed, even their souls were extremely depressed and unable to twitch.


In desperation, they could only helplessly watch his body being slashed!


The spectators in the distance were all staring in horror and were completely stunned on the spot.


Initially, they all thought that if Guan Shaoyou and the others attacked together, then it was Feng Zun who would most likely be destroyed.


But who would have thought Feng Zun could easily complete all kinds of attacks that came at him, and he even killed some ancient demons with just a single slash of his sword!


That brutal and bloody scene was no different from a one-sided massacre!


"It's..."


Shuoxue, Han Mei, Zhenyu, and the others were completely dumbfounded.


Even though they were the people beside Feng Zun, but this was the first time they saw Feng Zun using such taboo Dao strength, their hearts trembled.


The scene where he was invincible, killing enemies like harvesting mustard, also made them shocked.


On the battlefield.


Fighting continued.


The moment Feng Zun again swung his sword, the illusion of a 100-foot-tall golden-passed goddess instantly shattered and collapsed.


Under the blessings of the Pan Gu Sword, the might of the Fantian Emperor Sword was so powerful and domineering, how could it compare to the might of a mortal realm cultivator?


At this point, all the trump cards that attacked Feng Zun had been massively defeated and smashed into the void.


On the scene of the battle, only four ancient demons like Guan Shaoyou and Mu Tingzhe were left.


The other five had been killed one after another!


If you look at the remaining Guan Shaoyou group...


The expressions of Guan Shaoyou and the others were all pale and ugly, and their brows revealed shock and fury, as their eyes looked at Feng Zun, there was a feeling filled with deep fear and horror.


Clearly, they were all frightened by the scene they had seen just now, and at this moment they were no longer as calm and relaxed as before.


"In a battle of strength, you can't do anything. In the trump card battle, you guys... It seems like you guys are not comparable to me either."


Not far away, Feng Zun shook his head, one hand was on his back and the other hand was carrying the Fantian Emperor Sword.


He looks pretty disappointed.