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Chapter 27

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    Over the sky of the Qingye Empire, Jun Ye is flying in the sky. His speed is extremely fast, like a meteor piercing the sky, traveling a thousand meters in an instant.

    "It has the breath of Zixiao Excalibur."

    Just as he was galloping towards the direction given by his master, he suddenly sensed the aura of the Zixiao Excalibur, stopped his speed immediately, and released his spiritual sense.

    Soon, he locked his position and headed towards the imperial city.

    When he came here, he happened to see the scene of Qin Feng punching through the sky and smashing the protective circle.

    "The power of the seven layers of ghosts."

    Jun Ye sensed the power of the blood seal, no wonder the ghosts sent before were exhausted, this person was actually a high-level ghost.

    Without hesitation, he immediately slashed down with a sword. The thunderous sword intent, with extraordinary power, broke through the bloody storm and slashed towards Qin Feng's body.

    Qin Feng glanced at the void, waved his palm, and his blood was rolling. With a roar, the thunder and sword glow immediately shattered.

    "It's interesting to be able to break my sword intent."

    Jun Ye strolled down, and there was a wave of waves flashing in his unchanging eyes, which was an accident and a surprise.

    The purpose of his trip, besides bringing back the Zixiao Divine Sword, is to find opportunities to break through. Qin Feng has high-level spirit power, which is really good, but for him, there is no challenge.

    However, being able to break his sword intent gave him a bit of interest and fighting spirit.

    "People from Zixiao Shenzong?" Qin Feng glanced at Jun Ye, and with a word, everyone around was stunned, and then shocked inexplicably.

    Zixiao Shenzong?

    Is it the peerless overlord of China?

    How can this be.

    That is the overlord of China, how could he come to the territory of a hundred countries?

    Everyone didn't believe it, and instinctively thought that the Zixiao Shenzong that Qin Feng was talking about was not the other Zixiao Shenzong.

    Only Ye Qingyu's jade face trembled.

    Could it be that what Master said is true.

    Those people were really from Zixiao Shenzong back then?

    Master, have you ever had a feud with Zixiao Shenzong?

    My God, this

    "Now that you know, hand over the Zixiao Excalibur first." Jun Ye did not deny his identity, and looked at Qin Fengdao.

    "Xuanji really thinks highly of you." Qin Feng shook his head and sneered.

    Of course Qin Feng knew the purpose of Mu Xuanji's handing over the Zixiao Excalibur to him. It was nothing more than to divert the attention of some people in Shenzhou to him and ask him to help solve it so as to protect Mu Wanyi.

    It stands to reason that the strength of those people should not be weak, at least, not too weak compared to Mu Xuanji, but knowing that the Zixiao Excalibur was on him, they sent Lingyou to snatch it one after another.

    Is this underestimating the Zixiao Excalibur?

    Or underestimate him?

    "Presumptuous!"

    Jun Ye's expression turned cold, his aura changed, and the space around his body was filled with infinite sword intent. The whole figure turned into a sword, which would be unsheathed at any time, and cut down all the enemies in the world.

    Although the master has been spying on the position of the master of Shenzong, and has not dealt with Mu Xuanji very much, but Mu Xuanji was once the master of Shenzong after all, and his name should not be blasphemed by others.

    "Ling, at the peak of Lingyou, there is salvation, now there is salvation." Lord Qingye, who was still alive in the palace, instantly felt Jun Ye's breath, and was shocked and full of joy.

    He doesn't care who Jun Ye is.

    He doesn't care if he is a member of Zixiao Shenzong or not.

    He only wants to see Qin Feng die, so that he has the hope of living.

    Qin Feng is strong, but definitely not stronger than Peak Lingyou.

    In his opinion, Qin Feng is dead and he is saved.

    "Whispering softly." Ye Qingsong and his wife also felt Jun Ye's terrifying momentum, Lingyou peak, can Qin Feng stop it?

    Ye Qingyu's face was a little solemn, and she didn't respond.

    She didn't know the realm of the master.

    However, she believed in Master.

    "Sword!"

    Jun Ye didn't talk nonsense anymore, he raised his sword and slashed at Qin Feng, the sword resounded like thunder, resounding through the world, and swept down with a terrifying power to destroy everything.

    Qin Feng waved his palm, the same blood mark, but its power was incomparable, directly crushing Jun Ye's sword light.

    Ghost seven?

    He thinks it is this state.

    Unfortunately, he is not.

    He is only a martial artist, but he is 98,400 heavy, and his strength can shake immortals.

    Just to kill chickens, how can we use a sledgehammer to destroy the law circle of protecting the country, do we need to go all out?

    "No wonder you dared to lurk in Zixiao Shenzong to grab the sword, and sure enoughIt's just a pity that these skills, you are destined to be a stepping stone for me to break through.  "

    Jun Ye was very surprised, but the fighting intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. His strength was not bad, and a terrifying storm of thunder swords blew up around him, covering the sky and the sun, and the sword intent was amazing, scaring the crowd outside the imperial city.  His face was pale.

    Under the terrifying coercion, even the Lord Qingye trembled all over, and couldn't help but want to crawl.

    How strong is the power of Lingyou peak.

    He feels it now.

    That's not something he can resist at all, just coercion can make him feel suffocated.

    But the more this is the case, the more at ease he feels. Such a terrifying situation should be able to crush Qin Feng.

    "Yeah?"

    However, at this moment, Qin Feng's body was full of blood, facing the terrifying thunder sword attack, he did not dodge or evade, and went against it.

    His figure was magnificent, and when he stepped up, the majestic thunder sword that swept down instantly disintegrated, turning into violent aura to disappear.

    It is true that he is a warrior. It is impossible to mobilize the rules of aura to walk in the air, but for a hundred thousand years, Qin Feng has no restrictions on the practice of other forces.

    Therefore, he practiced many powers.

    Blood refining is one of them.

    The majestic blood energy is enough to replace the rules of spiritual energy and support him to walk in the air.

    "Your sword can't hold me down, can you bear my sword?" Qin Feng looked at Jun Ye, his expression was still so indifferent, and there seemed to be no other party in his deep eyes.

    He grabbed it with the palm of his hand, as if he had caught the wind, blood surged all over his body, and condensed into a sword light in front of him.

    The blood sword was violent, like a thunderbolt, like a sword of blood and thunder.

    "go!"

    With a flick of Qin Feng's fingers, the Sword of Blood Thunder roared fiercely, heading straight for Jun Ye.

    The power of that sword is almost indescribable. As soon as it roared, it seemed to turn into a roar of thunder, bloody, like thunder punishing the world.

    Countless people's faces changed in horror, shocked by Qin Feng's sword.

    Especially Jun Ye, his pupils burst open, he stared at the sword in horror, and said in amazement: "This, this is the Thunder Sword Art, how can you know my Zixiao Shenzong's unique skill?"

    Although the sword was blood red, as if to cover up something, Jun Ye could see that the essence of that sword was Thunder Sword Art.

    That is the unique skill of Zixiao Shenzong.

    How could this son?

    It was too late to be shocked, the sword had already arrived, his sword intent quickly exploded to the limit, but was drowned by blood, making his face livid, his body trembled, and instantly lost the previous invincible momentum, as if the whole person was bearing  Unparalleled pressure.

    It is true that appropriate pressure can stimulate people's potential, but absolute pressure will only crush people.

    At this moment, Jun Ye is under such pressure.

    The sword of blood thunder is so mighty and wonderful that it cannot be resisted at all. In fact, he really cannot resist it.

    No matter how he unleashes his sword intent, it will be difficult to stop his power. In the end, the sword in his hand made a sound of cracking, and it seemed that he could not bear the power and shattered.

    Don't dare to hesitate any longer, and run away decisively.

    "This son is terrifying, and he is by no means an enemy of ghosts and ghosts. Moreover, he also possesses the unique knowledge of the Zixiao Shenzong, and his identity is a mystery. This matter needs to be reported to the master for a new decision."

    However, just when he was about to retreat and contact the sect, a cloud of blood suddenly floated in front of his eyes, and he suddenly felt bad.

    Looking down, he saw that his chest had been pierced, and his flesh and blood were flowing.

    'It turns out that I didn't block that sword at all.  '

    Jun Ye couldn't help but smiled wryly. Before he could finish his words, the bloody thunder burst out of his body. The vast crowd could only see his body turned into pieces of meat, all of which were crushed by the bloody thunder, leaving nothing behind.

    With one strike, Fengfeng Lingyou was slaughtered.

    At that moment, everyone in the vast imperial city was speechless. Whether it was Ye Qingsong and his wife, or the people around them, they were all stunned and turned into stone sculptures.

    Especially the Lord Qingye, with his eyes wide open and his face covered with ashes.

    Peak Lingyou, his last hope, died like this?  Was crushed by Qin Feng with a sword?  I can't believe it.

    Even Ye Qingyu's eyes were filled with shock.

    At that moment, the whole city was shaken!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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