His eyes were fixed on Qin Feng, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
He took out a Dahuandan from his arms and put it into his mouth.
Qin Feng cannot die.
Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to Bai Jinghong.
How could a master watch his disciple die in front of him?
"Zhou Cangyun, what do you want to do?" Spiritual power surged from Xu Xiang's body.
“Crack!”
The crisp sound made Xu Xiang's mouth curl up slightly.
This must be the sound of Qin Feng being chopped to pieces.
Xu Xiang turned his head.
Suddenly, his pupils constricted.
In the sky.
Blood blooms.
The sword in Qin Feng's hand split Kong Bing's body.
"impossible!"
Xu Xiang's voice trembled.
How could a ninth level Qi Refining cultivator kill a third level Foundation Establishment cultivator instantly?
Zhou Cangyun staggered.
A pair of sword-like eyes, staring like copper bells.
At this moment, Zhou Cangyun had a floating feeling as if he was in the clouds.
Everything is so unreal.
Qin Feng landed gently.
A white robe stained with spots of scarlet.
"No, did you see Qin Feng's sword clearly?"
"He didn't even use his spiritual power."
"Also, look at the sword in his hand. It's not his natal flying sword, but an ordinary long sword."
The exclamations were overwhelming.
Countless people around the ring roared in shock.
Many people stretched out their hands and rubbed their eyes fiercely.
Although, Qin Feng had defeated the foundation-building cultivator of Haitian Sect before.
But at that time, Qin Feng was at full power.
Magic!
My natal flying sword!
Even talismans were used.
And now?
Killed with ease?
Jing Liang and his group of Nascent Soul cultivators also had a look of horror on their faces.
The aura they unintentionally exuded brought the excited crowd to a sudden halt.
quiet!
Dead silence!
Tens of thousands of eyes were staring at Qin Feng.
"I said, let's go together. Don't you think it's troublesome if you go one by one?" Qin Feng reached out, picked up Kong Bing's magic weapon, and put it into the storage bag.
His eyes fell on Xu Xiang.
Looking at the undisguised murderous intent in Xu Xiang's eyes, Qin Feng's blood began to burn.
Nascent Soul cultivator!
So what!
Qin Feng clenched his fist.
Look fearless!
In the Danhai, countless black spiritual lights burst out from the spiritual pillars.
Two hundred and thirty spiritual pillars as big as mountains shook at the same time.
Sword energy rose from Qin Feng's body.
Five feet!
Ten feet!
Twenty feet!
A fierce aura burst out from Qin Feng.
Sweeping in all directions.
The sudden scene made everyone open their mouths in amazement.
Tens of thousands of eyes were filled with horror.
“Sword Qi!”
"What a powerful sword energy!!"
"Qin Feng, how is it possible!"
The exclamations, like waves, hit every inch of Yunzong.
"How is this possible!" Xu Xiang exclaimed.
How could one cultivate such a powerful sword energy at the ninth level of Qi Refining?
Zhou Cangyun's pupils also constricted.
"This kid is a sword cultivator??" Zhou Cangyun couldn't believe it and looked horrified.
Back then, when he was condensing his sword energy, he had to almost reach the ninth level of foundation building.
Sword energy hurts others and yourself.
It’s not that easy to gather!
Moreover, even if he had reached the ninth level of foundation building, it would be impossible for him to unleash such a powerful sword energy.
What the hell is this kid Qin Feng?
But immediately afterwards, Zhou Cangyun drew his sword.
The sword energy soars into the sky.
Even if he dies today, nothing can happen to Qin Feng.
The sword beams, one large and one small, echoed each other.
The demeanor of a sword cultivator makes countless people yearn for him.
Jing Liang stared.
He reached out and slapped him hard in the face.
"Damn it!" Jing Liang cursed.
Then he looked at Xu Xiang.
"Master, please don't just stand there. Are you going to fight or not?"
Xu Xiang took a deep breath.
"beat!"
As Xu Xiang spoke, he looked at Zhou Cangyun deeply.
"Since your disciple has spoken, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse.
Dou Wenxing, let everyone go." Xu Xiang shouted angrily.
Jealousy flickered wildly in his eyes.
Qin Feng is so evil.
Must kill!
must!
Dou Wenxing staggered.
For a moment, he couldn't accept it.
Compared with his beloved disciple Zhang Qu, whom he regarded as a treasure, and Qin Feng now.
It's so weak.
"Everyone, come on!" Dou Wenxing roared.
In a moment!
Fifty-six people flew out from behind Dou Wenxing.
The weakest is at the fifth level of foundation building.
The strongest one is at the ninth level of foundation building.
Fifty-six people, wrapped in violent spiritual power, rushed straight to the ring.
The talismans were burning on their bodies.
The magic weapon burst out with dazzling light.
How could they not understand what Xu Xiang and Dou Wenxing meant?
Qin Feng must be killed.
Otherwise, they will be punished.
"kill!"
Fifty-six people shouted angrily.
Around the ring.
Tens of thousands of people's eyes flickered.
They looked at Qin Feng, who was full of sword energy, and couldn't help but clench their fists.
A surge of hot blood surged from their chests.
The ninth level of Qi Refining, the fifty-sixth level of Foundation Establishment in battle!
What a style and what a passion.
"We will win!"
Someone roared.
Then, the sound resounded through the sky.
"We must win, we must win!"
They stared at Qin Feng and shouted loudly.
Even some Jindan cultivators were moved by it.
Qin Feng raised his hand.
The sword ball is held in the hand.
The twenty-zhang sword energy surged again.
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