Immortal Cultivation

The current score is that the United Front wins two games, the Nine Green Sect wins one game, and there are two games left in the disciple battle. The first day of the game is about to end. Now is the most tense moment. If the United Front wins another game, it will win today's game.

Qin Feng looked at a young man with a terrifying momentum and said, "Qin Feng, go ahead, don't embarrass me as your master."

Qin Feng stepped forward.

"Yes, Master, I will definitely not embarrass you."

He stepped onto the ring step by step, waiting for his opponent.

Sect Master Fu looked at the young man on the ring. He was extremely powerful and it was very difficult to win. He looked at the remaining two disciples, and finally said to a young man who looked silly, "Mo Sheng, go ahead, just do your best."

Mo Sheng saluted Sect Master Fu, "Yes, Master."

He walked to the ring honestly.

"Now there is a good show to watch. The disciples under the seats of the two major sects are fighting. Is this a preview for the subsequent sect master duel?"

"Who do you think will be the final winner?" Other sect disciples asked in a low voice.

"Does it take an answer? It must be the senior brother of Qingxuan Sect. He has been famous for many years and is invincible in the sword field among the disciples."

"Yes, look at the one from Jiuqing Sect. He is so silly. I really don't understand why they let such a disciple compete on stage. Has Jiuqing Sect given up this duel?"

"I think it is possible. After all, the senior brother of Qingxuan Sect is too powerful."

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The voices of the crowd below are getting louder and louder.

Mo Sheng said to Qin Feng in a simple and honest way: "I am Mo Sheng, a disciple of Jiuqing Sect."

Qin Feng did not despise this person and replied: "Qingxuan Sect, Qin Feng!"

After saying these two sentences, the silence on the stage led to the silence of the audience. Both of them were observing their opponents, observing every slight movement of their opponents' bodies, not missing any details, and exploding with the possibility.

The atmosphere on the scene was so quiet that it was a bit weird. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the next moment of explosion, but it never came, and the two people on the field were waiting for the other party to show weakness in advance.

In this silence, a leaf was falling from the sky. This leaf was the only one moving in the whole space. Everyone's eyes were following the movement of the leaf. The leaf fell right between the two people, slowly falling down. It was falling so fast, but it seemed so long.

People stared at the leaf that was about to fall to the ground, and it felt like it had never fallen. At the moment it touched the ground, the two people seemed to move at the same time. Qin Feng instantly drew out his sword, threw the sword sheath towards Mo Sheng, and waved the sword in his hand to kill Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng drew out the soft sword at his waist, stepped on the steps of the crowd, dodged the sword sheath running towards him, and knocked it away. At this time, Qin Feng had already killed him.

The sword-holding hand that was killing Mo Sheng was fierce, domineering, fast, and invincible, giving people a sense of fear and despair. Mo Sheng waved the soft sword in his hand, as if to form a field, and rolled up the domineering and fierce sword of Qin Feng into it, as if he was trapped in a quagmire and could not escape. That domineering moment turned into nothingness.

Qin Feng looked at Mo Sheng seriously and said, "Daoyou Mo's way of using softness to overcome hardness is really amazing. It is the best one I have ever seen."

Mo Sheng always had a silly expression and said, "Daoyou Qin is too kind. I am still far from it. It is Daoyou's fierce, domineering and invincible way that is the peak of Zhenru."

"Since I have met a sword master like Daoyou Mo, I must be very happy today to verify my invincible sword field." Qin Feng said lightly, but there was still a hint of excitement in the middle.

"Happy to accompany you!"

Mo Sheng responded.

Qin Feng held the sword in both hands and waved it continuously. The surroundings around him began to roar and whirr, as if to gather the power of the sky and gather it to the sword.

The momentum of the sword became stronger and stronger, and it was still so fierce and domineering. Wherever the sword passed, the space began to tremble, as if it could not bear his momentum at any time.

Mo Sheng seemed to be communicating with the earth at this time. Every time he waved the soft sword, the earth was shaking with it, and it was getting stronger and stronger. Mo Sheng was like the earth at this time, deep and bottomless.

Qin Feng's momentum reached the peak, and the sword energy rushed towards Mo Sheng, so fast that it was unbelievable. Wherever it passed, cracks appeared on the earth, and the surrounding space was roaring.

The sword energy reached a distance of three feet from Mo Sheng, but Mo Sheng was not hurt at all. It was like entering a black hole, lost its direction, and did not know where it was. The surroundings returned to calm.

People thought it would be a thrilling scene, but it was so gentle and silent, surprisingly calm, and the people watching were stunned.

The collision of swords, they were mortal enemies, but also sympathetic to each other, one was unstoppable, and the other was like a drop of water falling into the sea, unable to stir up any waves.

But this was not the end, Qin Feng's stronger attack had already arrived in front of him, reducing the fierceness and domineering, and increasing the speed. The world's martial arts can only be broken by speed.

Mo Sheng formed a stronger defense, slowed down, and at the same time entangled Qin Feng's sword, performing the steps of the crowd and attacking Qin Feng.

Qin Feng increased his strength and wanted to break free from the entangled sword to block Mo Sheng's attack, but the soft sword seemed to grow on his sword and could not break free, but it also blocked Mo Sheng's attack. At this time, the two seemed to be in a state of balance.

At this time, Qin Feng found that Mo Sheng's left hand moved, and instantly pulled out another soft sword from his waist. Before Qin Feng could react, the soft sword was already at his throat.