In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 42

Qin Feng has never traveled so far since he traveled to this world.

The farthest place I've been to before is just the Blood Demon Sect.

Now that he is going to the Southern Wilderness, Qin Feng is not familiar with the place.

However, according to what the Qingxuan Sword Saint said, as long as you keep going south, you can reach the Southern Wasteland.

Once there, it is very easy to find the place where the Tianxiu Staircase appears.

At that time, wherever there are many people, there will be crowds.

Along the way, Qin Feng looked at the mountains, rivers and land, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This world is so nice.

Thinking back to the world of the previous life, where the aura was exhausted, it was already impossible to practice, and even survival was not a simple matter.

Half a day later, there was a movement in the distance.

According to Qin Feng's judgment, is someone fighting?
And this movement is not small.

After thinking about it, Qin Feng pushed the Shenyou Taixu step to the extreme.

The Dao Introverted Art is also activated together, covering up all of Qin Feng's aura.

Today's Qin Feng looks like an ordinary person who has never practiced.

The movement in front of me is getting bigger and bigger.

According to the strength of the power fluctuation, at least one strong man in the palace realm is making the move.

Take a closer look.

Qin Feng was taken aback.

Is this the palace secret treasure of Futian Holy Land?
Why did this palace secret treasure appear here?

And who is fighting with Futian Holy Land?
The power of divine sense surged, covering it like a tide.

In Qin Feng's perception of divine sense, there are four strong men in the realm of the gods, who join forces to deal with another strong man in the realm of the gods.

A situation of one against four was formed.

"You people of the Holy Land take killing people for fun, how are you different from those demons?"

"Kill my descendants, even if you are a holy place, I want you to go down and be buried with my descendants!"

It turned out that after Wang Long left Taihang Sword Sect, he still couldn't calm down his anger, so he simply started his killing game again.

As everyone knows, they slaughtered a village just now, although the village is full of ordinary people who have not practiced.

But behind it, there is a hidden ancestor of the gods.

Seeing the massacre of descendants, the ancestors of Jingong came out of the mountain brazenly.

Qin Feng, who was hidden in the distance, looked at this scene and thought to himself.

There's a good show here.

Is this holy place so careless about human life?
It can be said that Qin Feng's understanding of the Holy Land has been refreshed.

Originally thought that a holy land was just bullying the weak, but never thought that it would be so inhumane.

It is deviant to still take killing for fun.

On top of the secret treasure of the palace, Wang Long put his hands on his back.

"It's just an ant. If you kill it, you will kill it. There is so much nonsense."

"It's really strange that things happen every year, especially this year."

"A second-rate sect dared to disobey the Holy Land, and now there is another casual cultivator in the shrine who doesn't care about the Holy Land!"

"No reason!"

The strong man in the Divine Palace Realm was instantly furious. After the people of the Holy Land slaughtered the common people, they were still so plausible, without any regrets at all.

"Holy place?"

"Ha ha!"

"Even though I can't destroy your Holy Land, even if I try my best now, I will pluck off a layer of your skin!!!"

Then the casual cultivator of the shrine suddenly raised his aura, and the aura of the ninth level of the shrine realm swept across the four directions.

Qin Feng observed again, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Ok?
The saint of Futian Holy Land is not here?
Good guy, it seems that this holy place has been kicked on the iron plate.

The four shrines of the Holy Land, who were at the fourth level of the shrine, faced the casual cultivator of the ninth level of the shrine, although there was no suspense about the outcome.

But I'm afraid that the realm of the four gods will not be better.

Above the void, the battle is imminent, and the sword is on the verge of breaking out.

Just when the two sides were about to make a move.

Qin Feng Dao's introverted tactics urged him to move.

An invisible sword qi blazed across the sky, and without a sound, it directly slashed at one of the Holy Land powerhouses.

That Holy Land's Divine Palace Realm bears the brunt, and is at the forefront.

Just as he was about to fight against Sanxiu, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and a dangerous breath enveloped him instantly.

Before he had time to think about it, a sword flashed across his back.

A deep and bony wound was cut directly.

At the same time, he also fought against the loose cultivator.

Rumble!
There was an explosion in the void.

Originally, his cultivation base was not as good as that of casual cultivators, and he was secretly attacked by Qin Feng.

Naturally, he lost to the casual cultivator, and flew upside down, and fell to the ground in the end.

Immediately afterwards, the other three rushed forward and launched a fierce offensive against Sanxiu at the same time.

The casual cultivator now regards death as home, and only wants to drag the people from the Holy Land to be buried with him.

Killing one is enough money, killing two blood earns.

So his moves are all open and closed, only attacking but not defending.

In an instant, the blood was soaring, swaying like rain on the void.

These bright red blood belonged to the casual cultivator, and also from the three people from the Holy Land.

The scene looked dire.

Qin Feng secretly helped each other, and the four strongmen of the shrine lost one first.

Now with one against three, the fight is still in full swing and evenly matched.

Qin Feng smiled charmingly, then there will be another one!
Put your fingers together, and flick them.

Another invisible sword energy galloped away without a sound.

One of the shrine powerhouses in the Holy Land suddenly felt a sudden loss of consciousness in his shoulder.

At first glance, one's own arm has been separated from human hands at some point!

It surprised him instantly.

Qin Feng smiled lightly.

If it was a normal duel, it would certainly not be possible to cut off one of his arms so easily.

But now that both sides are fighting fiercely, there is no time to take into account other external factors.

What's more, since the battle so far, they are all injured, and their strength is not as good as before.

That's why Qin Feng could easily cut off one of his arms.

Seeing this, the casual cultivator took advantage of the situation to launch a violent blow, which was bound to kill him.

And even though the strong man in the Divine Palace Realm had lost an arm, he still had the strength to fight again.

Clap at the same time.

Two by two flew backwards one after another.

The strong man in the holy land, die!
And the loose cultivator's injury was even more serious.

There are still two shrine powerhouses left in the Holy Land.

While the casual cultivators were flying backwards, they took advantage of the victory and pursued them.

Qin Feng was startled.

Depend on!
This casual repair is too weak.

You still have to do it yourself!
But Qin Feng just left.

Then I felt a violent and disordered breath pervading.

This shocked Qin Feng.

this breath...

This casual cultivator is about to explode! ! !

Good guy, what a ruthless man!
After realizing the intention of this casual cultivator, Qin Feng immediately turned around and left.

This strong man at the ninth level of the Divine Palace Realm blew himself up, and he was not joking.

According to the current distance of Qin Feng, I am afraid it will also be affected.

Qin Feng urged Shenyou Taixu to move with all his strength, and just before he ran a long distance, there was a violent fluctuation from behind.

Then the thunderous explosion sound came.

The self-detonation power of a strong person at the ninth level of the Divine Palace Realm is roughly equivalent to a full-strength blow at the ninth level of the Dao Void Realm.

Not bad.

Although it is possible to burst out the power of a realm higher than oneself in an instant, such means can only be used once in a lifetime.

So unless it is absolutely necessary, no one will do this.

After the power dissipated, within a ten thousand zhang radius, not a single blade of grass could grow, only a piece of black soil remained.

The disciples of the Four Great Sacred Grounds, as well as the strong man in the Shrine Realm, fall!
People who commit crimes cannot live!
Karma finally came.

It's just a pity that the casual cultivator also died on the spot.

After Qin Feng sighed, he continued on his way.

I want to arrive before the opening of the show ladder on this day.

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(End of this chapter)