Chapter 108

This terrifying cold sword light shocked all the people on the square.

"Is this the Profound Rank Sword Technique? It is really powerful!"

"I am now the Cultivation Base of the Seventh Stage of Ning Yuan Realm, but I feel that this sword cannot be stopped at all."

"..."

The strength of this sword even made some Elder-level figures in small families feel threatened.

Its strength is evident.

At the same time, they finally knew how weak the three northern counties were in the entire Tai Xuan dynasty.

Looking at the entire northern three counties, the most powerful Sword Technique, that is, the Yellow-Order Senior Sword Technique, but in front of the Profound-Order Intermediate Sword Technique, it is so weak that it can't stand a single blow.

"The farce is about to end..."

Those on the viewing platform, Cultivation Base is the most powerful, so they can clearly feel how powerful this sword is.

In their eyes, Qin Feng was already dead.

"This kid dared to be an enemy of the person Murong looked after. There is only a dead end."

Li Wen also sneered.

The envoys of Qishui College and Tianlu College also secretly shook their heads.

No one knows better than them, how big the power gap between the mysterious rank Sword Technique and the Huang rank Sword Technique is.

It is simply the difference between cloud and mud.

"Qin Feng, this kid is too miserable. He just got rid of the name of waste, and he will die here."

On the square, someone even pityed Qin Feng.

I think his life is simply a tragedy.

For the first half of his life, he had been carrying the reputation of being a waste. As a result, he had just proved that he was not a waste, but he was about to die under the sword of Han Qingyao.

"Is this the Intermediate Profound Sword Technique? It seems that it is nothing more than that."

Qin Feng looked at Han Qingyao's Sword Technique, but said with a chuckle.

He wasn't sure before, what kind of Sword Technique the power of the sword horror in the Tianyou Valley was.

I don't know if he has reached the Intermediate Profound Rank.

Now, he is completely clear.

The power of that sword is a high-level profound!

Sword Technique is really much stronger than this extreme ice.

The two sides are not at the same level at all.

"Om..."

Qin Feng exudes a golden light, and the majestic Spiritual Qi rushes into the Wild Falling Sword in his hand.

"Ding! The master casts the ‘Wild Meteorite Divine Slash’, and the rankless Sword Technique ‘Desolate Meteorite Divine Slash’ gains experience points: (10*100)..."

Accompanied by the system's prompt sound, Huang Yujian burst out with an extremely dazzling golden sword light, terrifying in power.

There is also a part of the golden sword glow, condensed into ancient golden inscriptions, presenting a circular shape, surrounding the Huangyu Sword, exuding a simple and reckless atmosphere, as if from endless years ago.

The sonorous sound of Divine Armament's scabbard also resounded through the square at this moment.

Jianmang rushed straight into the sky.

And at this moment, Han Qingyao had already arrived with a sword, Qin Feng didn't say much, and took one step to meet Han Qingyao.

At the same time, the Desolate Meteorite Sword in his hand was severely chopped out.

"Boom..."

As Qin Feng and Han Qingyao collided, terrible energy fluctuations suddenly burst out.

Two different sword glows consumed each other, and countless sword glows shattered and spattered, spreading out for four and four weeks under the energetic air wave.

Fortunately, the center of the square was far away from the surrounding auditoriums. Those people had time to react and hurriedly used Spiritual Qi to protect their body without being hurt.

Otherwise, I am afraid that many people will lose their lives.

Click...

The ground under Qin Feng and Han Qingyao's feet could not withstand such terrible energy, and a large number of cracks began to appear, and they spread to the surrounding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, these cracks were like a spider web, spreading over an area of ​​tens of feet in radius.

The terrifying sight made all the people in the square utterly shocked.

"You...what is your Sword Technique? How can it be stronger than my Extreme Ice Sword Technique!"

The two were deadlocked, and Han Qingyao's expression was full of anxiety.

But her heart is more incredible.

Extreme Bing Sword Technique is the mysterious intermediate Sword Technique that Murong Bai gave him, and with the long sword in her hand, it can also exert a stronger power.

Why is the Sword Technique used by Qin Feng more powerful and terrifying than the Extreme Bing Sword Technique?

"You are not qualified to know."

Looking at Han Qingyao who was gradually getting a little frightened, Qin Feng said indifferently.

At the same time, he continued to inject the majestic Spiritual Qi in his body into the Huang Yijian.

For a time, the golden sword light became even more dazzling, like a small sun, completely suppressing the cold sword light released by the long sword in Han Qingyao's hand.

Click...

The voice of the cold sword light was loud and harsh.

At this moment, Han Qingyao was finally unable to support it, and was slashed out by a sword.

She seemed to have been struck by lightning. Amidst countless shocked and unbelievable gazes, she flew out more than twenty feet, and then hit the ground heavily.

thump...

With a muffled sound, Han Qingyao sank a little directly on the ground that was already full of cracks.

The long sword in her hand clinked and fell on the ground a few far away beside her, breaking apart.

Puff...

Han Qingyao spit out blood, apparently suffering a serious injury.

She was covered with dust, disheveled and embarrassed.

On the other hand, Qin Feng, surrounded by golden Spiritual Qi, danced wildly, showing no signs of injury, just like the king of the world, with a heroic posture.

silence.

The entire square fell into deathly silence at this moment.

The sound of fallen leaves can be heard.

Time seems to be at this moment, still.

Who would have thought that Han Qingyao was defeated!

Step into the Ning Yuan Realm at the age of fifteen, Fifth Stage, middle stage!

The third-order spiritual weapon is in hand, the intermediate-level mysterious Sword Technique is in the body!

Favored by the peerless genius Murong Bai!

Countless glory aura blessings!

At this moment, she was actually defeated by Qin Feng who had previously been treated as waste by everyone.

Moreover, the loss was very thorough, and it could even be said to be crushed.

No one can think of this result.

"I... how could I lose..."

Han Qingyao was totally lost, she couldn't accept this result at all.

At this moment, her pride was rubbed against the ground by Qin Feng.

She suffered a very huge blow.

"I said long ago that this autumn will let everyone know who is the real ant!"

Looking at her like this, Qin Feng didn't show any pity, and said coldly, "Even if you take away my mysterious yellow energy, you will still be inferior to me."

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not convinced!"

At this moment, Han Qingyao, who had suffered a huge blow, roared like a madman: "I only started to fuse the black and yellow aura a year ago, and the integration has not been completed yet, otherwise, the dead person is definitely you!"

Seeing Han Qingyao's sophistry, Qin Feng was too lazy to say something and sneered softly.

If he really wanted to be true, he was also the Chaos Art that started cultivation a few months ago.

Otherwise, he would be able to kill Han Qingyao easily without using a sword at all.

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