Qin Feng gripped the Emperor Sword Flying Rainbow, and both his body and the sword trembled.
At that moment, they seemed to be of one mind, able to sense each other's will.
Qin Feng saw a small, stubborn little boy whose two big, round eyes were constantly scrutinizing him.
"You are the sword spirit of this sword, aren't you? What's your name?"
The little boy had a serious and earnest expression, looking like a little adult.
"That's right, I am the spirit of the Flying Rainbow Sword, and my name is Xiao Fei."
You give me a strange feeling. Your strength is inferior to my former master, Ling Xuan, yet you seem far more unfathomable. Why is that?
Qin Feng was taken aback; this sword spirit's perception was extraordinary. He then smiled.
"Xiaofei, we can talk about these things later. Right now, we're facing the enemy. Let's solve the immediate problem first. Do you have any suggestions?"
Sword Spirit Xiaofei nodded and replied:
"Of course, you are the master. Although I have a spirit, I am not yet able to separate from my body."
Only with the help of a cultivator with profound swordsmanship can the true power of the Flying Rainbow Sword be unleashed.
I can show you my master Ling Xuan's experiences; I hope they will be helpful to you.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng saw several images.
In the first picture, he saw a boy, which should be Ling Xuan in his youth.
At this moment, he was in high spirits and showed no fear in the face of several opponents of the same level. With his three-foot-long sword, he won against overwhelming odds.
In the second scene, the boy has become a young man. He is now at the early stage of the King Realm and is engaged in a fierce battle with a middle-aged man at the mid-stage of the King Realm.
Ling Xuan initially fell into a disadvantageous position, but he remained calm and composed, and ultimately turned the tide of the battle with the sword in his hand.
The third image features a middle-aged man in a white robe with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a cold expression.
He was still Ling Xuan, but this time he was injured and his clothes were tattered, so it was unknown what kind of fierce battle he had gone through.
At this moment, a black-robed man wearing a hideous demon mask appeared in front of him.
Upon seeing the mask, Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, recalling the fragmented memories of the remnant soul of the Gengjin Emperor.
The Gengjin Emperor also encountered people wearing demon masks. There were more than one of them; they were probably an organization. His later experiences were likely related to this organization.
Qin Feng temporarily put aside these thoughts and focused his attention on Ling Xuan and the man in black robes.
He could sense the powerful auras of the two, even stronger than Xiao Tianhuang's; both were Great Emperor level experts.
The masked man in black robes, in particular, was terrifyingly powerful.
Ling Xuan held the Flying Rainbow Sword, while the man in black robes wielded a precious blade that gleamed with a cold light.
Ling Xuan frowned, his expression grave; the man in black robes was putting a lot of pressure on him.
Even though the man in black was wearing a mask, Qin Feng could still see the mockery in his eyes.
A battle between the two was about to break out.
A battle between Emperors, with weapons of Emperors, this is a battle of the highest order.
The sword moves like a swimming dragon, the knife like a fierce tiger.
It was expansive and exciting, incredibly thrilling and intense.
The clash of swords and blades caused mountains to collapse, a truly devastating event.
Ling Xuan is strong, but the man in black robes is even stronger.
Moreover, Ling Xuan was injured, and he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. His injuries became more and more serious, his aura weakened, and his condition continued to decline.
Even so, his fighting spirit remained undiminished, his gaze unwavering, and his will indomitable. He faced the black-robed man's chilling blade without fear.
His current state is somewhat similar to Qin Feng's behavior just now, no wonder the Flying Rainbow Emperor Sword took the initiative to get close to Qin Feng.
Ling Xuan knew that he would surely lose if things continued this way. He made a decision, roared, and his spiritual power surged into the Flying Rainbow Sword.
Suddenly, the world was filled with turbulent winds and clouds. A hundred-foot-long sword beam appeared, seemingly capable of cleaving through the sky, heading towards the man in black robes.
Sensing the power of the sword light, the man in black dared not be careless and let out a cold shout, unleashing a dark blade of light.
Boom!
The two collided, producing a deafening sound.
Seeing that his killing move had been blocked, Ling Xuan did not hesitate at all and launched a new round of attacks. He was now focusing all his energy on offense and had no time for defense.
His efforts were remarkably effective; the man in black robes was forced to retreat repeatedly, reversing his previous disadvantage.
However, his reckless fighting style aggravated his injuries.
The man in black robes didn't want to die together with Ling Xuan, this madman, so he frowned slightly, thinking about how to deal with the situation.
At this moment, Ling Xuan's aura suddenly surged, exceeding his peak, and the Flying Rainbow Sword let out a mournful cry.
Ling Xuan's Flying Rainbow Sword merged into one, transforming into a long rainbow that hurtled towards the man in black robes.
Qin Feng raised an eyebrow upon seeing this move, realizing something was amiss.
Ling Xuan shouldn't still have such strong combat power. The sound of the Flying Rainbow Sword's sword cry is also wrong; it's a kind of sorrow and reluctance.
Could this be a final burst of energy before death, a desperate last stand? Such a thought crossed Qin Feng's mind.
Ling Xuan's move was swift and urgent, and he had secretly prepared it during his battle with the man in black robes.
Upon seeing this, the man in black robes' expression changed, and he quickly drew his sword to block.
Unfortunately, Ling Xuan's carefully prepared move was not so easy to block. The sword energy grazed the treasured blade and went straight into the black-robed man's chest.
The man in black robes let out a miserable howl, having suffered a severe injury.
Ling Xuan's movements did not stop; his figure was as elusive as a ghost. After he and the Flying Rainbow Sword merged into one, both their power and speed increased exponentially.
The man in black robes continued to sustain injuries, seeking an opportunity to turn the tide.
However, Ling Xuan did not give him any chance, continuing to attack without defending, and launching attacks desperately.
This mutually destructive fighting style eventually wore down the man in black robes until he was killed.
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