Divine Cultivation System

"Since Sect Master Bei wants to take a look, I have to stay with me to the end."

Qin Shaofeng waved the saber in his hand lightly, and pointed at Bei Zi Chengyao.

The fighting spirit suddenly opened up.

The fighting spirit is rising.

He felt that all his thoughts had become calm, and an aura that seemed to faintly carry an icy breath circulating in his body.

This is the true manifestation of the role of war intent on him.

But he didn't know.

When the fighting spirit made him more calm, in the eyes of his opponent Bei Zicheng, he seemed to be a mad star beast.

It seemed that it was just the faintly circulating aura in him, as if to tear the whole world apart.

"War intent, have you cultivated into combat intent?"

Bei Zicheng suddenly took a breath.

Since Qin Shaofeng joined the war, he has always been paying attention.

Although I just watched the battle between Qin Shaofeng and his brothers, I also faintly felt the existence of the fighting spirit.

But it was because Qin Shaofeng's fighting spirit was restrained at that time.

Coupled with things like war spirits, even in the Cangming Realm, they are extremely rare things.

Can Qin Shaofeng cultivate him?

He couldn't believe it.

This made him see again.

But it was when Qin Shaofeng unreservedly displayed his fighting spirit, he finally determined this.

The more convinced he was, the more incredible he felt.

The indigenous martial arts practitioners in the land of the shining star were able to cultivate the intent to fight, which is simply an international joke!

Qin Shaofeng knew what kind of opponent he was facing.

As the master of the Four Elephant Sect, Bei Zicheng would obviously not be the same as an ordinary opponent.

Even he has a number of martial arts skills.

If Bei Zicheng had several kinds, he wouldn't even be surprised.

Therefore.

When he faced Bei Zicheng, he wouldn't have the slightest carelessness.

When he was fully prepared, he already had the power of thunder running.

"Bei Zicheng, come to fight!"

"Ghost Three Slashes! Desperate!"

Qin Shaofeng shouted out loudly, and the figure rushed past like a meteor.

Dao Guanghuohuo.

Driven by the fighting spirit, a thick black light shines from the blade.

In the light, there seemed to be a violent killing intent.

"What a Qin Shaofeng, but you really think that you can fight this seat with your cultivation base. That would be a big mistake."

"I will let you know what is really strong today."

"Four Elephant Blue Dragon!"

There was no weapon in Bei Zicheng's hands.

But the movement of his energy and blood actually made his raising of his hand seem to faintly bring up a cyan dragon phantom.

At the same time the phantom appeared, his palm was already taken.

Long Ying flies.

It was as if a nine-step blue dragon climbed into the sky, with a sound of dragon chants in his mouth, and rushed towards Qin Shaofeng.

"What martial skill is this?"

It was also the first time that Qin Shaofeng saw such martial arts, and there was a touch of stunned eyes.

His sword is for testing.

With all kinds of defensive methods in place, he believed that Bei Zicheng's move would give him ample opportunity to resist even if he did his best.

After thinking about it, he cut down towards the Azure Dragon phantom with all his strength.

Facing an unknown fighting method, he naturally had to test the power of this weird blue dragon first.

He was the first to move.

The twist of the blade is nothing more than a movement between the electric light and flint.

Suddenly.

The blade of the battle knife has already been cut down towards the head of the Azure Dragon Void.

"boom!"

The attack hits for a moment.

Qin Shaofeng suddenly felt a strong force coming.

Even if it was his cultivation base, there was a feeling that he couldn't bear it.

It was almost exhausted to cut this knife down.

The blade's cutting down seemed to detonate the power of heaven and earth, and amid the huge roar, billowing air waves surged towards him.

Rao is Qin Shaofeng's cultivation base is already very strong, but also under the beating of these waves of air, making him retreat more than a dozen steps.

Looking up in surprise.

What he saw was Bei Zicheng's equally surprised expression.

The only difference is that Bei Zicheng has enough reaction time.

At the same time that the eyes were facing each other, Bei Zicheng moved again.

"Good boy, it's no wonder that you dare to be an enemy of the Four Elephant Sect, you can even resist my Four Elephant Blue Dragon."

"But your ability is limited to this."

"Four Elephants and White Tigers!"

Bei Zicheng burst out again.

As he rushed over quickly, he took another palm.

I saw him perform such martial arts again.

Qin Shaofeng had already explored the divine consciousness, all of which was enveloped in Bei Zicheng.

At the same time, she stared at Bei Zicheng's every move.

Although Bei Zicheng's move was quick.

But after all, his cultivation is just about the same as Qin Shaofeng.

Performing such martial skills once again made Qin Shaofeng feel some wonderful changes.

The white tiger appeared.

Qin Shaofeng felt it clearly.

This white tiger is completely transformed by the power of qi and blood to condense the world.

Perhaps this thing can no longer be said to be martial arts.

According to his understanding, this thing is simply a bomb that is charging anytime, anywhere.

If you really say it, Bei Zicheng should have created a bomb shell that can absorb the power of heaven and earth.

With his shot, the empty shell condensed by the power of qi and blood will absorb the power of heaven and earth on its own, forming an alternative bomb attack.

"Fogweed! Can martial arts still play like this?"

Qin Shaofeng was really dumbfounded in shock.

Isn't martial arts all performed by the power of blood?

As for the power of heaven and earth, it seems that it can only be used for the cultivation of warriors.

How to get into Bei Zicheng's hands to become such a weird application method?

Although the shock in his heart was great, he knew that he couldn't think about it much now.

Thoughts flashed in my mind.

Qin Shaofeng was also observing Bei Zicheng's martial arts time, adjusting himself again.

At the same time he regained his footing, the power of Qi and blood was quickly displayed by him.

But this time, he put away the sword.

It's too late to say, then fast.

The total amount of action is just a blink of an eye.

Bei Zicheng finally showed the Four Elephants and White Tigers.

It wasn't until this moment that he noticed Qin Shaofeng's changes, and said in surprise: "You don't even need a knife?"

Bei Zicheng's intelligence inquiries about Qin Shaofeng are no longer a minority.

According to his understanding.

All of Qin Shaofeng's ability lies in that ghost three-cutting sword.

How can he use his martial arts without a war knife?

Bei Zicheng was surprised.

Qin Shaofeng had already quickly folded his hands together, quickly pinched up a series of handprints, and said coldly: "Bei Zicheng, I admit that your martial arts skills are very special, but your martial arts skills are just another application of Yinjue. That's it!"

"Since you want to see the methods of this seat, then this seat will let you see clearly."