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Chapter 590

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    Boom.

    In the void, two similar Sword Tribulation Storms collided wildly.

    Qin Feng's sword robbery is gentle, while Ye Feng's sword robbery kills endlessly, just like a duel between sheep and tigers, it seems that no matter how you look at it, you can see the result at a glance.

    But what surprised everyone was that.

    The Sword Tribulation, which seemed as gentle as a sheep and did not contain the true meaning of killing, erupted with terrifying power at the moment of collision, gradually annihilated Ye Feng's killing intent, and his entire Sword Tribulation storm was collapsing, and finally crashed  shattered.

    Qin Feng's sword robbery continued to break through the air, and fell in front of Ye Feng in an instant.

    "How can it be!?"

    Ye Feng's expression changed in astonishment, and he looked at the scene before him in disbelief, but Jian Jie was killed, and he was not given time to be shocked. In a hurry, he instinctively cut out the divine sword, wanting to resist.

    But at the moment when the divine sword was slashed, he only felt a terrifying sword robbery power penetrating his body.

    There was no killing, but it made him feel as if his soul had been pierced through. He groaned continuously, vomited blood crazily, and his whole body was blown out and landed in embarrassment.

    When the swords collided, Ye Feng was completely defeated.

    At that moment, under the entire abyss, all the blood cultivators were speechless, whether it was Yan Guinan or the others, their expressions changed drastically, and they turned into stone sculptures in horror.

    Especially for Xue Tu and others, their pupils burst open to the extreme, as if they were about to be squeezed out.

    Ye Feng was defeated, defeated by a low-level person, and he was still defeated by the sword robbery, which was completely beyond their expectations, especially Qin Feng's sword robbery, which had no intention of killing at all, which was even more unbelievable.  incomprehensible.

    It is even more unacceptable.

    But the most difficult thing to accept was Ye Feng. His breath was floating and his body was swaying, as if he was about to fall at any moment. He held himself up, stared at Qin Feng and asked:

    "How could your sword robbery be so terrible?"

    Shua.

    Almost all eyes fell on Qin Feng in an instant, with fear, shock, and even more puzzlement, but most of them were longing.

    Not long after Qin Feng came to the abyss, he was able to comprehend the sword robbery. At the beginning, everyone did not feel the intention of killing, and believed that it was just a form, and did not understand the true meaning.

    But the result of the duel shocked them severely.

    The complete defeat of Ye Feng, who was more bloody, represented that Qin Feng had comprehended the power of sword robbery, far surpassing Ye Feng, and was able to crush the opponent across borders so lightly.

    And Ye Feng's comprehension of Jian Jie is definitely one of the strongest among the few, which means that Qin Feng's comprehension of Jian Jie is probably the closest to the true meaning of the blood sword god above all others.

    This shocked them, and even made them afraid of Qin Feng's talent.

    But at the same time, there are also puzzles, eager to know why the completely different sword robbery is so powerful.

    "No comment."

    Qin Feng ignored Ye Feng's words, just looked directly at Xuetu and the others, "Are you still fighting?"

    Everyone is quite disappointed, but understandable.

    Not everyone has the bearing of the blood sword god. The opponent can comprehend a stronger sword intent, which can be used as his trump card. There is no reason, let alone the obligation to tell them.

    The bloody massacre trembled, and the ashen was ugly.

    He never expected that this would be the case at this moment.

    He was already overestimating Qin Feng's combat power, so he brought Zhao Yan with him. In his prediction, Ling Feng's attack was just a test. It would be good if he could defeat him. If not, Zhao Yan could also solve it.

    But it turned out that Qin Feng was far underestimated.

    Not only underestimated his combat power, but also underestimated his talent and understanding. In such a short period of time, he unraveled Jianfeng's blood and kendo, and comprehended Sword Tribulation.

    Even, the power of Jian Jie was so powerful that even Ye Feng was crushed.

    It seems that what he comprehends is the real sword robbery.

    In this way, even if he makes a move, he dare not say that he has a certain chance of winning.

    Is it doomed to lose face today?

    "What kind of sword robbery do you comprehend?" At this moment, a voice came from Jianfeng, and many eyes looked at it instantly, including Qin Feng.

    It was a middle-aged man dressed in black, his blood was thick and terrifying, and he was actually the peak of the sixth level.

    Yan Guinan's expression changed drastically, and he said a few words in Qin Feng's ear, which made Qin Feng's expression tremble slightly.

    Bu Feiyun, Xueyuan's strongest disciple, is even as strong as Xueyuan. He has fully comprehended the first two moves of the Nirvana Sword Art, and has been comprehending the last one here.

    Originally, he didn't care about the battle here, but Qin Feng's sword robbery seemed to be unique, so he became a little interested.

    There are many blood cultivators in the abyss.But Bu Feiyun, no one spoke, not even the distaste they had for Xuetu before, and quite a few showed sharp eyes.

    Obviously, they also want to know.

    Just as the saying goes, if a man is innocent and he is guilty, Qin Feng realized a stronger sword intent, but his own strength is weak, so it is hard not to be tempted.

    Qin Feng looked at Bu Feiyun and glanced at those blood cultivators who were showing sharp eyes, and couldn't help but secretly smiled wryly.

    At this moment, he heard Su Mo's words again.

    Possessing a sharp weapon, which is sharp and self-interested, can you be indifferent when you encounter what you want in others?

    Obviously, most of the blood cultivators in front of them can't do it.

    "Don't you want to say it?"

    Bu Feiyun strolled out and came towards Qin Feng. The majestic blood contained in his body seemed to make people feel his domineering and suffocating even in the air.

    "Cultivation in the abyss is meant to discuss the Tao and advance together. Since you can comprehend a stronger sword art, then I have no choice but to ask for advice." Bu Feiyun said quietly.

    He palmed a blood ax in his hand, and a terrifying bloody storm suddenly blew up and swept across this space. The overbearing intent made people feel that their bodies were cracking, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them  , can crush them on the spot.

    At that moment, I don't know how many people trembled all over, retreating in panic and fear, even Yan Guinan was shaken by the blood and kept retreating.

    Although Bu Feiyun is a disciple of Xueyuan, Xueyuan is not weak in strength. Looking at the mid-level gods, there are almost no Xuejianshan who can beat him. How many people can bear his blood will?

    Soon, only Qin Feng was left in that space, facing Bu Feiyun.

    "Boom!"

    Seeing that Qin Feng still didn't speak, Bu Feiyun no longer hesitated, raised the blood ax in the palm of his hand and slashed down, a terrifying bloody storm suddenly set off between heaven and earth, every ray of bloody light was like a sharp and boundless sword that could cut everything  , Sweeping towards Qin Feng.

    This scene made Xue Tu and others sneer.

    He is not qualified to command Bu Feiyun, but no matter what, Bu Feiyun is a disciple of Xueyuan and their senior brother. With his action at this moment, he will definitely be able to restore their lost face.

    Boom.

    Under the terrifying blood ax storm, Qin Feng was like duckweed in the wind, which would perish at any time, but he just stood there quietly without moving.

    On the surface, it seemed that he was powerless to resist and could only wait for the storm of blood ax to strike.

    In fact, his spiritual consciousness has already locked on the Zhanshen Sword, and he is waiting at the same time.

    "It's okay to discuss ideas, but bullying the weak is a bit too much."

    At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, accompanied by a howling blood light, directly piercing through the void, piercing the blood ax storm, stabbing straight at Bu Feiyun, and the moment it landed in front of him, it turned into a sword path  The air current is going to swallow Bu Feiyun.

    Bu Feiyun's expression changed slightly, and the blood ax took the opportunity to draw back, slashing towards the airflow of the sword.

    Zheng!

    The ear-piercing clang resounded, and the huge ax in Bu Feiyun's hand trembled, as if unable to bear the force, it flew backwards with a clang, and almost let go.

    Even so, Bu Feiyun was still dragged back several feet by the blood axe. He stomped the soles of his feet violently, shattering the ground, and then stabilized his body.

    His face turned pale, obviously this blow had a strong impact on him.

    Looking up, staring at Jianfeng, to be precise, staring at a figure in white.

    "Gu Chen, do you want to interfere with my actions?" Bu Feiyun's eyes were restrained, with blood flickering constantly, containing strong anger and killing intent.

    The young man in white named Gu Chen sat cross-legged under the sword peak, did not look back at Bu Feiyun, but said indifferently: "If you want to seek the Tao, I can teach you. If you don't want to seek the Tao, then practice yourself."

    Bu Feiyun's expression trembled, and the strong blood lingering around him was violently agitating, but in the end he forcibly restrained himself.

    "I made a note of this."

    Bu Feiyun stared at Gu Chen and said indifferently, then glanced at Qin Feng, and after snorting heavily, restrained his blood ax and continued to practice under Jianfeng.

    Gu Chen is a seventh-layer god, and he is no match for him.

    Since Gu Chen came forward, he naturally couldn't continue to coerce Qin Feng. Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do, but he remembered this matter.

    However, coming out under coercion and retreating in defeat, no matter how you look at it, it seems a bit self-defeating.

    The same goes for blood slaughtering them.

    The coercion came, but three battles and three defeats, what is it if it is not self-inflicted humiliation?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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