He's War God

However, Shen Qingfeng did not seem to have that kind of instinct, he looked at the big blade in Lee Qingshan's hand, the blade body was entirely made of Hundred Refinement Steel, and it could be considered a treasure in the eyes of normal warriors.

"This blade of yours is not bad. If you die in the arena, then let me use it!"

"Hahaha …" Lee Qingshan laughed out loud.

"It's just an object. If I die, then take this knife away!"

His body began to shine with sharpness, and his aura continued to rise. Even the stage beneath his feet started to shake, as if it could not withstand the pressure.

"Middle Houtian realm …"

When Lee Qingshan's aura reached its peak, Shen Qingfeng could clearly feel that his realm was actually at the middle stages of the Elementary Realm.

His age was at most in his fifties, but his cultivation was one small realm higher than Xu Zhenguo. In terms of Dharma Ending Age, he could be considered a genius in the secular world!

Lee Qingshan's aura was too strong, condensing into a small-scale storm, his temperament had now completely changed, becoming a heartless sword artist, the only thing in his eyes was the desire to kill.

Shen Qingfeng was at the center of the storm, and looked at his opponent indifferently. Although his clothes were flapping in the wind, he was not alarmed at all, and was not affected by the wind.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, and the two did not have any grudges between them. The only reason they came here to gamble was for benefits.

"Ten years ago, when I was travelling in the martial arts world, I created a hundred battle sword techniques from killing. There were a total of a hundred styles. Once you attack, there will be no turning back.

It was easy to change, but hard to change one's nature. At this moment, Lee Qingshan was the real deal.

What retreat? What cultivation? He was the same swordsman who had killed countless people in the martial arts world ten years ago? He had never changed!

Just as Lee Qingshan finished speaking, he shot out like lightning! The snow white blade, as though it had cut through the air, appeared in front of Shen Qingfeng in the blink of an eye.

In the martial arts world, there was nothing that was indestructible, only speed was indestructible.

Hundred Challenges Saber Technique was an extremely sharp saber technique. This saber once swallowed more than a hundred lives in one night, turning it into a demonic saber that could drink up fresh blood!

Now that Lee Qingshan was using his Qi, the evil nature of the Demon Saber was reviving, and it released a clanging sound.

Just at that moment of life and death, Shen Qingfeng took a step back without panicking, and just happened to avoid the tip of the demon sword, the snow white blade slashed in front of his nose, cutting through the air, and actually released a loud whistling sound.

When the attack did not hit, Lee Qingshan immediately changed his move. His large blade slashed horizontally, wanting to cut Shen Qingfeng's waist in half!

Shen Qingfeng gently lifted his leg, and actually arrived before the other party, and kicked the blade.

"Ding!"

Lee Qingshan suddenly felt a huge force coming from the blade, and had no choice but to take a few steps back to resolve the force. The entire blade was trembling uncontrollably.

Expert! This was his first reaction.

His second reaction was that he could not see through Shen Qingfeng's true realm. No one had ever broken through his Hundred Battle Sword Technique unarmed! What was the other party's cultivation level?

The depths of Shen Qingfeng's eyes carried a faint golden color. Under his Dharma Eyes, he discovered that Lee Qingshan's body was being entangled by streams of black resentment.

The resentment was too great. The black Qi actually took the form of a human and tried to devour his flesh. However, it was blocked by a layer of baleful qi and could only stare at him with bared fangs and brandished claws.

This was the result of killing too many people without using the correct method to resolve the accumulated grievances. With the entanglement of these grudges, the speed of cultivation would be greatly reduced, and breaking through to the next realm would be extremely difficult.

"Lee Qingshan, ten years ago, you were already at the middle stages of the Postliminary Realm? "Good talent."

"However, in the dead of night, have you heard the whispers of the ghosts that have died? Those souls have all died at your hands." Shen Qingfeng suddenly said.

If an ordinary person were to be entangled with this level of resentment, they would die without a complete corpse within a few days. This Lee Qingshan had a strong will, to actually be able to endure torture that lasted for as long as ten years.

How could he know … Lee Qingshan's pupils contracted.

In these past ten years, he would hear the screams of those ghosts almost every night. Sometimes, he would have nightmares about those dead people appearing in front of him, telling him that it was cold down there and the road was dark, and that they wanted to bring him to hell.

"Humph!" "Little demon, don't even think about messing with my mind!"

Although his words were seen through, Lee Qingshan was indeed a person with strong mental fortitude. This little bit of impact was immediately eliminated.

His killing intent suddenly skyrocketed as the devilish blade emitted a ghostly wail. The surrounding aura of resentment was suppressed, as if it was about to dissipate.

"Sigh …"

Shen Qingfeng sighed, why was this man so stubborn, he wanted them to die here.

If he wanted to deal with a middle Houtian realm master, a fixed point method was not possible. There were too many people here. He didn't want to expose too many things.

"Kill!" Kill! Kill! "

Lee Qingshan bellowed, he was killing crazily, the big blade in his hand became a mirage around him, he slashed with the saber Qi horizontally, using the Hundred Battle Sword Technique to the extreme.

In the audience, everyone's eyes widened. They didn't even dare to drink a mouthful of water.

This was because the battle between the two had reached a white-hot stage and their figures could be seen everywhere. They were afraid that they would miss out on any interesting storyline in the blink of an eye.

The two of them fought ferociously, the huge sword Qi cut the exquisite stage full of wounds, but did not touch a single piece of Shen Qingfeng's clothes.

After the snow-white light of the blade chopped out the most violent strike, it ended just as Shen Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a bright light.

"A hundred moves are over. I can see that this Hundred Battle Sword Technique is only mediocre!"

His body moved like a ghost, instantly accelerating more than ten times, and appeared in front of Lee Qingshan.

Lee Qingshan was shocked, but he could not react at all.

Shen Qingfeng raised his right hand, and used his fingers to slash down, like a sharp heavenly blade, he had actually cut off Lee Qingshan's right arm completely!

"Ah …"

Lee Qingshan took a few steps back. The wound on his right arm was regular and orderly, and actually did not bleed at the first moment.

A few seconds later, a large amount of fresh blood gushed out and quickly dyed half of Lee Qingshan's body red. He endured the immense pain, gritting his teeth and tapping on his body a few times, only then was he able to stop the blood from flowing.

"Hiss!"

Gasps could be heard from the spectators. They never expected that this handsome youth would be so ruthless, slashing off one of Lee Qingshan's arms with his bare hand.

However, there was no fear in their eyes. When they saw the blood, they became even more excited.

These people had come here in pursuit of excitement, and now that they saw this scene, their abnormal state of mind was greatly satisfied.

"Because you intentionally offended me, I took one of your arms as punishment."

"Scram!"

Shen Qingfeng's face was cold, the big blade was in his hand, and one of his arms was in front of Lee Qingshan.

The large blade in his hand suddenly began to tremble. The Demon Saber had the feeling that it wanted to devour its master!