100,000 Years of Body Refining

Boom.

In the void, two similar sword storms collided crazily.

Qin Feng's sword robbery is gentle, and Ye Feng's sword robbery kills endlessly, like a duel between a sheep and a tiger. It seems that no matter how you look at it, you can see the result at a glance.

But what surprised everyone was that.

The sword robbery that seemed to be gentle like a sheep, did not contain the true meaning of killing, but at the moment of collision, it exploded with an extremely terrifying power, gradually annihilating Ye Feng's killing intention. His entire storm of sword robbery was disintegrating, and finally crashed. Shattered.

Qin Feng's sword robbery continued to break through the air, and came to Ye Feng in an instant.

"How can it be!?"

Ye Feng was shocked and looked at the scene before him in disbelief, but the sword robbery was smashed and he didn't give him time to shock. In a hurry, he instinctively cut out the divine sword, wanting to resist.

But at the moment the Divine Sword was cut out, he only felt a terrible sword and robbery power penetrating his body.

There was no slaughter, but it gave him a kind of horror that his soul was penetrated. His mouth kept moaning and he vomited blood frantically.

The sword robbery collided, and Ye Feng was defeated.

At that moment, under the entire abyss, all the blood cultivators were speechless, whether it was Yan Guinan or the others, their expressions changed drastically, and the fossilized stone sculptures were shocked.

Especially Xuetu and others, their pupils burst to the extreme, as if they were about to squeeze out.

Ye Feng was defeated, defeated by a low-level person, and still defeated under the sword robbery. This was completely beyond their expectation. Especially Qin Feng's sword robbery had no intention of killing at all, and it was even more incredible. It's hard to understand.

It's even more unacceptable.

But the most difficult thing to accept was Ye Feng. His breath floated, his body swayed, and he seemed to fall down at any time. He insisted on not falling, staring at Qin Feng and asked:

"How can your sword robbery be so terrible?"

Huh.

Almost all eyes fell on Qin Feng instantly, with fear, shock, and even more puzzlement, but more still yearning.

Not long after Qin Feng came to the abyss, he was able to comprehend the sword robbery. At the beginning, the people did not feel the meaning of killing, and believed that it had its form and did not realize the true meaning.

But the result of the duel shook them fiercely.

The defeat of Ye Feng, who was more bloody, represented the power of the sword that Qin Feng had understood, far surpassing Ye Feng, so that he could cross the border and crush the opponent in such an understatement.

And Ye Feng's comprehension of the sword robbery is definitely one of the strongest people, which means that the sword robbery that Qin Feng comprehends is higher than everyone and closest to the true meaning of the blood sword god.

This shocked them, and even feared Qin Feng's talent.

But in the same way, there are also puzzles, eager to know why that different type of sword robbery is so powerful.

"No comment."

Qin Feng ignored Ye Feng's words, but looked directly at Xue Tu and others, "Do you still fight?"

Everyone was disappointed, but they could understand it.

Not everyone has the blood of the sword god, and the opponent can comprehend a stronger sword intent, which can be used as his own card. There is no reason or obligation to inform them.

The blood butcher trembled and was ugly.

He never expected that this would be the case at this moment.

He was already overestimating Qin Feng's combat power, so he brought Zhao Yan. In his expectation, Ling Feng's shot was just a test. If he could defeat it, it would be good. If he couldn't, Zhao Yan would be able to solve it.

But the result was far underestimated Qin Feng.

Not only underestimated his combat power, but also underestimated his talent and savvy. In such a short period of time, he solved Jianfeng's blood and swordsmanship and realized the sword robbery.

Even the sword robbery was so powerful that even Ye Feng was crushed.

It seems that what he has realized is the real sword robbery.

In this way, even if he makes a shot, he dare not say that he has a certain chance of winning.

Is it destined to lose face today?

"What is the sword robbery that you understand?" At this moment, a voice came from Jianfeng, and many eyes instantly looked at it, including Qin Feng.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in black, **** and terrifying, and he was actually the sixth peak.

Yan Guinan's expression changed drastically, and he said a few words in Qin Feng's ear, causing Qin Feng's expression to tremble slightly.

Bu Feiyun, the strongest disciple under the Throne of Blood, his strength is even comparable to that of the Blood Abyss. He has fully understood the first two styles of the Nirvana Sword Art, and has been comprehending the last sword art here.

Originally, he didn't care about the battle here, but the sword robbery that Qin Feng broke out seemed to be unique, and he became somewhat interested.

Many blood cultivators in the abyss looked at Bu Feiyun, but no one spoke. They didn't even hate the blood butchers before, and there were many more sharp-edged eyes.

Obviously, they also want to know.

As the saying goes, everyone is not guilty, and Qin Feng realizes a stronger sword intent, but his own strength is weak, and it is difficult for people to be unmoved.

Qin Feng looked at Bu Feiyun, glanced at the sharp-eyed Xue Xiu, couldn't help but smile secretly.

At this moment, he heard Su Mo's words again.

With a weapon in your body, sharp and self-advanced, can you be indifferent when you encounter others who have what you want?

Obviously, most blood repairs cannot be done right now.

"Don't want to say it?"

Bu Feiyun walked out and came towards Qin Feng. The majestic blood in his body seemed to make people feel his dominance in the air, which was suffocating.

"The abyss practice is meant to advance together on the Tao. Since you can comprehend a stronger sword tactic, then I have to ask for advice." Bu Feiyun said quietly.

With his palm, a blood axe in his hand, a terrible storm of blood blew up in vain, looting this space, the overbearing meaning makes people feel that his body is cracking, as if a huge mountain is coming across. , Can crush them on the spot.

At that moment, I don't know how many people trembled all over, retreating in panic and fear, and it was Yan Guinan who was constantly retreating under the shock of the blood.

Although Bu Feiyun is a disciple of the Blood Abyss, his strength is not weak in the Blood Abyss. Looking at the middle-ranking gods, there are few who can beat the Blood Sword Mountain, and how many people can bear his blood?

Soon, there was only Qin Feng left in that space, facing Bu Feiyun.

"boom!"

Seeing that Qin Feng still did not speak, Bu Feiyun no longer hesitated. He raised the blood axe in his palm, and threw a terrifying **** storm between the sky and the earth. Every ray of blood was like a sharp sword that could cut everything. , Swept straight towards Qin Feng.

This scene caused Xuetu and others to sneer.

He is not qualified to command Bu Feiyun, but in any case, Bu Feiyun is a disciple of the blood abyss, it is their senior brother, and he will take action at this moment, and he will surely restore the face they lost.

Boom.

Under the terrifying blood axe storm, Qin Feng was like duckweed in the wind, which would be destroyed at any time, but he just stood there quietly, without any movement.

On the surface, it seemed like it was powerless to resist, and could only wait for the blood axe storm to strike.

In fact, his divine consciousness has been locked on the God Sword, and he is waiting at the same time.

"It's okay to learn and discuss the truth, it's a bit too much to bully the weak."

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, accompanied by a roar of blood, directly breaking through the void, piercing through the blood axe storm, and stabbing straight towards Bu Feiyun, the moment before he descended, it turned into a sword. The airflow will swallow Bu Feiyun.

Bu Feiyun's expression changed slightly, and the blood axe retracted back, slashing towards the kendo airflow.

Zheng!

The ear-piercing clank rang, and the giant axe in Bu Feiyun's hand was trembling, as if he could not bear the force, with a clank, he flew backwards and almost let go.

But because of this, Bu Feiyun was still carried by the blood axe back several feet, his feet slammed, and the ground was smashed to pieces, which stabilized his body.

His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that this blow had brought him a strong impact.

He raised his head and stared at Jianfeng, to be precise, staring at a figure in white clothes.

"Gu Chen, are you going to interfere with me?" Bu Feiyun's pupils were restrained, and his blood continued to flicker, harboring strong anger and killing thoughts.

The white-clothed young man named Gu Chen sat under the sword peak without looking back to look at Bu Feiyun, but said indifferently: "If you want to ask for the Tao, I can enlighten you. If you don't want to ask for the Tao, then practice your own practice."

Bu Feiyun's expression trembled, and the intense blood lingering around him was violently agitating, but in the end he forcibly converged.

"I took this down."

Bu Feiyun stared at Gu Chen indifferently, then glanced at Qin Feng, hummed heavily, and then returned to the Jianfeng to practice cultivation.

Gu Chen is the seventh heavenly god, and he cannot be the enemy.

Since Gu Chen had come forward, he naturally couldn't continue to coerce Qin Feng. Although he was unwilling, he was helpless, but he remembered this matter.

However, the coercion came out and retreated from defeat, which seemed a bit self-inflicted in every way.

The same goes for them.

Coming with coercion, but losing in three battles and three defeats, what is it that you don't take your own humiliation?