Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 392 The sword marks that stretch to the horizon

"Senior spoke a little too arrogantly."

Zitong smiled faintly, with a calm expression, Xu Sheng said.

It can be said that Zitong sees Dugu Qiubai's hard work in his penance, and it hurts in his heart.

Every day, the sword was drawn and the sword was withdrawn, grinding Dugu Qiubai's palm into countless blood blisters.

On the next day, Dugu Qiubai would use a needle to pierce the blood blisters, then wrap the wound with a white cloth, and then continue to practice.

"Arrogance? Compared to that kid, I think I'm more restrained."

While talking, Tianjun smiled quietly, looked at Lin Feng who was flying towards the Nether Tomb, and said Xu Sheng.

"Arrogance is not arrogant, it is based on whether you have strength or not. Lin Feng is powerful, and it is normal for him to speak and act in a high-profile way. But you are different!"

Zi Tong chuckled, the smile was full of mockery.

Of course, without the eyes of the purple pupil, it is impossible to see outside objects.If Zitong could see it, he would have been shocked by the changing expression on Tianjun's face.

Tianjun is worthy of expression emperor!
When Zitong Kui praised Tianjun for being strong, Tianjun smiled.

When Zitong said that Tianjun was arrogant, Tianjun had no smile on his face, and his expression was slightly startled, which was rather ugly.

When Zitong uttered the last sentence full of deep meaning, "But you are different", Tianjun was furious, and his hands clenched into fists.

Boom!

Sure enough, within a second of Zitong's words, Tianjun was furious and burst out with his right fist, which was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zitong's face.

Of course!
Zi Tong had already prepared herself.

Since he dared to use the provocative method, it meant that Zitong was confident in defeating Tianjun's attack.

Just like this time, when Tianjun's right fist re-emerged, a black barrier appeared around the purple pupil.

Tianjun's fist hit the barrier, and then the barrier exploded like glass, shattering to the ground.

"It turned out to be...an illusion!"

After smashing the black glass-like barrier, Tianjun was stunned, his face was rather ugly, and his expression was extremely serious.

"How did you do it?" Tianjun was extremely surprised, and asked in a concentrated voice.

Tianjun doesn't even know when Zitong used the illusion on him, how can he not be surprised?

When Tianjun saw Zitong making a palm print in his hand earlier, he thought it was a bluff, but he never thought that he would fall into Zitong's trap unknowingly.

Hearing Tianjun's question, Zitong floated out of the void with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "You are really smart. Although what you saw before were all hallucinations, those were just conversations between you and yourself But in fact, those words are what I want to say to you now."

When saying this, Zitong was so indifferent.

It was as if everything was under her control.

Provoking Tianjun and forcing Tianjun to take action, all of this is under Zitong's control.It can be said that from the moment Tianjun approached Zitong, or the moment he flew from Zitong, the illusion had already been cast.

However... Tianjun didn't notice anything.

Bystanders clear, the authorities are fascinated.

As a bystander, Dugu Qiubai was already dumbfounded in shock, his face was stiff and dull, and he said in a concentrated voice: "It's so strong."

Dugu Qiubai was a little at a loss, he never thought that Zitong, who was a member of the holy demon tribe, could become so powerful after losing the eyes that could condense the soul.

So strong that even Dugu Qiubai was a little timid.

"Seeking defeat, there is no need to be shocked. Zi Tong has already developed a heart pupil, plus she is talented and intelligent, and has unique insights into illusion. It is normal to have the current level of cultivation." The old man Tianxuan was also shocked in his heart, But he understands that most of Zitong's cultivation today is the result of Zitong's day and night cultivation, without sleep or rest.

The principle that the stupid bird flies first has never been applied to a peerless genius like Zitong in the past.

But since Zitong lost her eyes, she has understood the truth of "the stupid bird flies first".

Waking up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than dogs has become Zitong's daily life.

After Zitong opened up the heart pupil, Zitong's comprehension of the power of the pupil was far ahead of the monks of the Holy Demon Race.

The monks of the holy demon clan practice the pupil art, but they only use the pupils they were born with as the source to practice, but they don't know that the eyes they are born with are just the mortal eyes of the naked eye. The rank of mortals.

Like Zitong, who breaks away from the mortal body of the naked eye and cultivates the heart pupil, he can directly see the origin of all things in the world with his heart, and see the good and evil of people in the world. There are very few, only a handful!

"Hehe, even if you can stop me, God, who is going to resist?" Tianjun's deep eyes flashed a cold light and fell on God, he looked at Zitong and said in a cold voice.

Zitong showed a strength that shocked Tianjun. Tianjun knew that even if he could repel Zitong, it would take a lot of time. By then, Lin Feng had already entered the Nether Tomb and had the opportunity to enter the fairy road.

"God, don't make a move yet." Tianjun roared angrily.

At this time, Lin Feng was only a few hundred meters away from the Nether Tomb. If no one stopped Lin Feng, Lin Feng would regain the opportunity to enter the Nether Tomb in the next moment.

call!
Looking at Tianjun, God smiled silently, but without saying a word, he floated and moved, his figure whizzed towards him, and appeared in front of Lin Feng.

"Whoever is me will die."

Lin Feng looked ferocious, and said coldly: "Cut!"

The moment the words fell, a crack appeared in the seemingly empty void behind Lin Feng.

A sword blade that was more than [-] meters long, radiating golden light, shot out from the crack in the void, and then slashed down with an overwhelming sword force.

As strong as the killing intent is, so is the sword intent.

"how is this possible?"

God's expression was slightly startled, and he quickly dodged his body, but even so, the passing sword intent still cut off several black hairs on God's forehead.

The hair in front of God's forehead was cut off, the sword intent had not stopped, and it was still cutting wildly until it fell on the ground, creating a crack in the ground.

Tianzhu, Tianjun, Zitong, Duguqiubai, the old man Tianxuan and others followed the crack that Lin Feng cut.

A bottomless sword mark started from the point where the sword intention touched the ground, and stretched all the way to the horizon.

This scene shocked them deeply.

They couldn't believe that the sword mark that Lin Feng made cut the earth into two invisibly.

"Lin Feng, to be able to swing down such a sword intent." Dugu Qiubai was bewildered, his eyes were a little blurred, he couldn't imagine that the majestic sword intent in front of him, which seemed to be able to lift the sky, was actually Lin Feng's wave of his hand. Can be cut out.

"Master, can you cut out such a sword intent?" Dugu Qiubai asked, dumbfounded.

The old man Tianxuan did not respond to Dugu Qiubai's question.

Dugu Qiubai turned to look at the old man Tianxuan, only to realize that the expression of the old man Tianxuan was almost the same as his.At this time, Dugu Qiubai knew his master's answer, maybe even the sword repairer as strong as the old man Tianxuan could not cut out such sword intent.

This sword intent is really too tyrannical.

"Seeking defeat, blocking God."

Seeing God being repelled by him, Lin Feng smiled happily and said.

In fact, so far, Lin Feng still doesn't know how much impact the sword intent he made with a wave of his hand just now had on the hearts of Dugu Qiubai and others.

"it is good."

Dugu Qiubai's expression was still in shock, he managed to regain his composure, and nodded in agreement.

"The Nether Tomb is mine." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Handing over God to Dugu Qiubai and Tianjun to Zitong, Lin Feng is exhausted and can go to snatch the Nether Tomb.

"Oh, really?"

Just when Lin Feng felt the joy of victory, a deep voice came from the black coffin brought by Tianwaitian God.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks, his expression became very solemn, his eyes locked on the coffin, and he said coldly.

"I want to give it a try!" As the words fell, a withered figure flew out of the coffin.

(End of this chapter)