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With Qin Feng's thunder like voice ringing through, the atmosphere of the whole Zhufeng island was completely silent.

Both high and low, but also determine life and death.

Huaxia Qinfeng, fight!

Kill, never!

All eyes converged and saw Qin Feng and the sword God facing each other, full of murderous momentum. All of them were shocked and inexplicably afraid.

Only a real master duel can have such a strong and domineering momentum!

"Powerful, the sword God is really powerful. How many people can there be with such momentum and looking at the whole Wulin?"

"It seems that Qin Feng is not simple. He can have such an aura at a young age. No wonder he can kill Lu Nanfeng and his son some time ago. When he sees him today, he really deserves his reputation!"

"Qin Feng does have a few brushes. If you give him a few more decades, even the sword God will be difficult to make three moves in his hands. What a pity... Ha ha!"

"There are many wonders in the world. For thousands of years, there have been few talents in Wulin? Was Qin Wentian not a genius? What happened in the end? It's fate for a genius to die early. It's no pity! "

"The strength of the sword God today is far from comparable to that of 30 years ago. Even if Qin Wentian fought hundreds of moves, he was able to win a narrow victory. Today, Qin Feng has the majestic talent of Qin Wentian. I'm afraid it's hard to win!"

“……”

In the heavy and cold atmosphere, almost all the people in the Wulin are optimistic about the sword God and look down on Qin Feng. It can be said that the wind is one-sided.

Only Qin Feng and Dao Shen, the two parties, were especially quiet.

All the people and voices around them seem to have nothing to do with them. From the moment of the opening of the decisive battle, they seem to be the only two of them in the world in their eyes.

Quiet, quiet again.

Dead silence, more dead silence!

When the tense atmosphere between the two people was derived to the extreme, finally, the sword God moved.

When he picked on his toes, a dry wood covered with loess suddenly rose from the ground. At the moment when it fell into his hands, the temperament of the whole dry wood seemed to have changed and become sharp!

"Score first, and then decide life and death!"

At the same time, the sword God holding dry wood suddenly turned into a leopard and pressed Qin Feng with the speed of thunder and wind.

Duel, trigger!

Qin Feng looked at the aggressive figure of the sword God, but he didn't panic and stamped his foot immediately.

Bang!

The muffled sound rang through, and the huge anti earthquake force directly shook a dead firewood at Qin Feng's feet and fell into Qin Feng's hands impartially.

At the same time, the fast and domineering sword God has also come to Qin Feng. Without saying a word, he has withered firewood in his hand like a sword, carrying an amazing killing intention and ruthlessly chopped at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's eyes drooped, he felt the cold from the sky, and a strange radian appeared in the corners of his mouth.

Compared with Zoe yingzi, the strength of the sword God is undoubtedly several times stronger.

But in Qin Feng's eyes, they are almost the same!

Crackling!

In the air, there was an amazing sound of gold and iron collision.

Others were horrified.

Qin Feng and the God of swords were all dead sticks and sticks. The clash of gold and iron came out. What the hell is it?

Their strength is unimaginable, isn't it?

Just a dry firewood can give play to the hardness and sharpness of the sword?

It's incredible. I'm afraid to think carefully!

There are such strange people in the world!

It was also when many people were stunned and unable to recover, the sword God attacked like a tiger. In a short moment, he attacked Qin Feng's vital points up and down at least seven times.

However, Qin Feng seemed to be able to resist everything. He either retreated or blocked it. The clouds were light and the wind was light. Without exception, he blocked every move of the sword God!

However, in a short blink of an eye, Qin Feng and the sword God had already fought a full 174 moves.

174 moves, blink of an eye!

What fierce and rapid offensives do the attackers need to launch 174 attacks in such a short time?

How quick should the defender react and how solid and stable his strength be to block such a strong and fierce attack that is almost inevitable?

As the saying goes, a master's move is fatal!

Just like Qin Feng and Dao Shen, in the 174 moves just now, no matter who makes an omission, even if it is only a slight omission, it may become the key to determine the outcome.

It is no exaggeration to say that every minute is full of extreme danger since the two started.

If you are careless, you will die!

"Great, great! Is this the showdown of a real master? If you don't move your weapons and see no blood, you can have such a thrilling movement! "

"Too fast, really too fast! I can't see anything! "

"What the hell is going on? Which is stronger or weaker, sword God or Qin Feng? "

“……”

The sharp and fierce collision made everyone's mood surge in an instant, so they were particularly curious about the direction of this decisive battle.

Just, no one answered.

Those who can answer can't see clearly, and those who see clearly don't want to answer.

As a result, the atmosphere continued to be hot.

When the two fought to 496 moves, finally, the balance between victory and defeat was broken, and the hot atmosphere was frozen in an instant.

Click!

A particularly crisp and harsh breaking sound sounded.

Everyone else was excited at the sound, and their eyes gathered frantically. Qin Feng and the God of swords stopped all their actions at the moment.

Qin Feng stood quietly. On his generous palm, he obviously had the wound of tiger's mouth cracking. It was bloody and shocking.

And the sword God... Worse!

After a fierce and brutal fight, not long ago, he was as indifferent as the sage's sword God. He was sweating, his face was very white, and his eyes were heavy and sad and angry.

His hands were covered with flesh and blood.

There is only one piece of his dead wood left!

His neck was coldly butted by a dry wood, and at the other end of the dry wood was Qin Feng's big hand!

What does it mean that the dead wood in your hand is broken and the throat is locked?

The God of martial arts in Ying Kingdom, Sabre God zoito Tian... Lost?

This

Suddenly, there was a dead silence.

Countless dull eyes, hard and dull, fell on Qin Feng. All of them were filled with slow horror and disbelief, as if they could not accept it. The person in front of him actually defeated the sword God!

What kind of person is the sword God?

The God of martial arts in one country!

For decades, the only time the sword God was defeated was by Qin Wentian 30 years ago.

Thirty years later, the sword God's strength is more unfathomable and it is difficult to find an enemy. Even if Qin Wentian is alive and fights again, he may not be the opponent of the sword God.

The result was

Qin Feng is just a young man in his early twenties!

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