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Chapter 968 Someone!

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    In pitch black space-time.

    Not only did Qin Feng recover as before, but his momentum also changed drastically. The dark space around him was constantly split, which meant breaking the way.

    Breakthrough!

    At this moment, Qin Feng was also horrified. It was unexpected that he could break through here.

    But before he was overjoyed, his pupils shrank suddenly.

    Because he suddenly felt a terrifying aura coming from the dark space, he sensed danger, and it was the first time he felt the aura of danger.

    Without hesitation, he drew his sword and chopped it down.

    "Boom!"

    Accompanied by an ear-piercing roar, Qin Feng flew upside down with his sword in hand, and retreated for an unknown distance. Before he could stabilize his body, the terrifying aura pierced through the darkness and came directly to him.

    At that moment, Qin Feng's expression changed dramatically.

    His feet trembled violently, and he accelerated his retreat with the help of the backward momentum. At the same time, the intention of breaking the road was urged to the extreme, and all of them were condensed into the sword, and the sword slashed down again.

    Whoops!

    The sharp tearing sound resounded, and a dark crack was cut out in the pitch-black time and space, but in an instant, the crack dissipated, and the sword intent shattered.

    Qin Feng's heart was shaken, and then all thoughts were empty, and all the intentions of breaking the way were turned into sword intentions, begging for death with a sword.

    This is his strongest sword intent.

    However, before he could condense his sword intent, he felt a force coming through his body directly. His intent to break the path and the condensed sword intent stagnated, and then he felt like a deflated ball.  , quickly dispersed.

    Qin Feng wanted to capture that aura, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, not even the residual power that pierced his body.

    "Boom!"

    There was no time to care about so much, Qin Feng's aura was removed, and he burned directly, not only burning the blood and flesh, but also burning, burning everything crazily.

    Boom!

    However, at the moment he was burning, that unknown terrifying power exploded from his body in vain, like a torrential rain dousing a bunch of flames, easily extinguishing his burning flames.

    At that moment, Qin Feng felt a trace of despair again.

    "Are you desperate?"

    Just at this moment, a cold voice resounded in this dark time and space.

    "who?"

    Qin Feng was shocked in vain.

    Someone!

    There are actually people in this time and space. They are the people from Xuantian Universe monitoring here, or the strong people who have been trapped in the boundless prison and have set foot here.

    The voice did not answer him, but said: "Give up when you are desperate. As long as you can give up everything, all the crises in front of you will disappear, and you will be free."

    "Who the hell are you?" Qin Feng ignored those words and only asked in a concentrated voice.

    "My so-called liberation is not to ask you to die, but to really liberate and start again, otherwise, you will end here." The voice continued.

    Also ignored Qin Feng's words.

    It seems that the two parties no longer have the same frequency, and each talks about its own.

    "Don't mess with my mind." Qin Feng said indifferently, he doesn't believe in relief, if the other party can really let him end here, why bother talking nonsense.

    He will not give up.

    Originally, he felt a trace of despair, but at this moment, there was only obsession in his mind, the obsession that he had to go out, Xiao Ling was waiting for him, and Yun'er had not awakened, and Master and the others had not returned.

    He cannot die here.

    "Chop!"

    Qin Feng roared, the intention to break the way was completely transformed into sword intent, and it contained boundless obsession, and he slashed out crazily. This time, the mysterious and terrifying aura did not suppress the outbreak of his sword intent.

    The sword light flicked across, causing a gloomy light to spread out of the pitch-black time and space, but it was still only an instant before the gloomy light shattered and the sword intent shattered.

    "The realm and the sword intent are not equal. You can break through the realm, but the sword intent is not the sword intent of the Dao level. Your sword intent is far from enough." The voice sounded again, it sounded plain, but it seemed to contain  With a hint of mocking disdain.

    Disdain for Qin Feng's sword intent.

    Not enough sword intent?

    Hearing this, Qin Feng was a little touched.

    Why is his sword intent not enough?

    The realm has been broken through, but the sword intent has not reached the level of breaking the way, why?

    ¡®What kind of sword intent am I cultivating?  ¡¯ Qin Feng asked himself.

    Blood kills the kendo, blood enters the kendo, and his kendo is the main kill, the strongest is the death kendo, all thoughts are empty, and one sword seeks death.

    But now, there is no desire for death in his sword.I don't want to, because he has obsessions in his heart and must live.

    This is contrary to his swordsmanship.

    "I see."

    Qin Feng smiled lightly, and the next moment, he relaxed his body and mind, all thoughts were empty, no obsession, no wild thoughts, only the sword in his heart.

    The sword is with the person, if the sword is broken, the person will die.

    "Boom!"

    Suddenly, an extremely majestic sword intent erupted from his body, shaking the boundless dark space-time and trembling, as if it was about to be shattered.

    ?Death Kendo, the sword of seeking death where all thoughts are empty, vaguely transforms into the true sword intent of breaking the way, where the sword passes, everything is broken.

    But just as the sword intent erupted, it was imprisoned for life, not only because it couldn't break through the boundless darkness, but also because the sword intent failed to reach the real Dao breaking level.

    "Do you think this is your way of swordsmanship?" The voice sounded again, still so flat, but the mocking disdain between the words became stronger.

    And his words, as if they contained some magical power, directly affected Qin Feng's state of mind. Qin Feng, who had no thoughts at all, suddenly trembled.

    Is this my kendo?

    Qin Feng asked himself again.

    Is his sword just the main killer?

    So what is the way of sincerity he practiced in the academy?

    Death Kendo, the sword of begging for death, is he really going to beg for death? At this moment, he is not only himself, his life and death, his success or failure, are also related to Xiaoling.

    There is also Yun'er, and they are still masters.

    Is the sword of death too selfish?

    At this moment, Qin Feng was a little contradictory, his heart seemed to shake again, he didn't know how to make a decision, the sword of seeking death was his strongest sword intent, but if he died, what would Xiaoling and the others do.

    Suddenly, Qin Feng smiled.

    ?What to do with so many thoughts, the way of sincerity does not have to be sincere, it is not to treat all things and spirits with sincerity, so it is the same now.

    The Sword of Begging Death does not require death, but an attitude that forces him to burst out with the strongest strength, and its ultimate goal is to live.

    For myself, but also for Xiao Ling and the others.

    If it is really hard to live, at least try your best.

    Thinking like this, Qin Feng was relieved. He wanted to explode the strongest sword intent, but the obsession was still there, and he had to get out of the obsession.

    "Chop!"

    Qin Feng gripped the sword in his hand tightly, with a solemn expression, he raised his sword and slashed down. With determination and obsession, he tried his best to go out.

    Poof!

    With one slash of the sword, the pitch-black space-time was crazily split, and one after another faint lights emerged, gradually illuminating this pitch-black space-time, as if the night had dissipated and dawn was approaching.

    Outside.

    Seeing this, the Blood Witch, Qing Taoist and others all looked solemn, their eyes widened, and wisps of sharpness burst out without concealment.

    The sword breaks the darkness, this is, shattering that piece of time and space, is it going to be successfully walked out?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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