"Why do you know my sword skills on Yusu Mountain!"

Monstrous hatred, anger raging in his chest, looking at Qin Feng who displayed the 'sword feather', Mo Xiong's eyes swept with madness!

He was puzzled!

He doesn't understand!

The return of the sword feather is a secret skill passed down from generation to generation between the Shangzong of Yusu Mountain and the Shaozong, even if it is the Shaozong, at first it can only learn the fur of the 'Sword Feather Return', and only when the Shangzong has a premonition that he is about to sit down, will the essence of the 'Sword Feather Return' be passed on to the Shaozong, that is, the next Yusu Shangzong.

In other words, in Yunshui Kyushu today, only Mo Xiong, who is the upper sect of Yusu, knows the method of 'Sword Feather Returning', and how can he, Mo Xiong, teach this top-secret sword technique to others?!

So he couldn't understand why this guy in front of him was able to use the strongest sword technique he relied on!

Qin Feng didn't speak, and he didn't have anything to say, he had always been able to do his best not to BB, there was smoke from the cigarette in front of him, and he looked at Mo Xiong with indifference and disdain.

And Mo Xiong, who has always been arrogant, what he can't accept the most is Qin Feng's disdainful eyes!

In his opinion, this is an insult to his personality!

Qin Feng's eyes reminded him of a hundred years ago, when he had just become the Upper Sect of Yusu Mountain, he had learned the full version of the 'Sword Feather Return', and at that time, he was full of pride in his chest and did one thing.

He is not convinced by Kunlun Mountain!

Unwilling to let Yusu Mountain live under Kunlun!

Therefore, he only went to Kunlun Mountain, and challenged Han Xiu, who had just taken over as the master of Kunlun Pavilion at that time and cultivated as a fake baby.

He wants to prove that the destiny of Yusu Mountain is stronger than the sword of heaven and earth!

At that time, Han Xiu, who was facing him, looked at him with an indifferent and disdainful look like Qin Feng.

He still remembers that look clearly, and every time he thinks of it, he is resentful in his heart!

And the ending is naturally known.

Even if Han Xiu at that time was just a fake baby and cultivated the same as Mo Xiong, he still only ended everything with a sword.

The name of the First Sword Saint also began to resound in Kyushu from that time.

Han Xiu is known as the person who cultivates the Kunlun Heaven and Earth Sword to the extreme!

Mo Xiong has only failed in his life.

"There won't be a second time!"

Mo Xiong's eyes flashed with blood, and the color of madness became stronger and stronger: "There will never be a second time!"

The sword in his hand is shining black and gold at this moment!

The dying baby in the body, the power of its own infant, was frantically extracted and poured into this sword!

His momentum skyrocketed in an instant, and the sword qi that was originally suppressed by Qin Feng was overtaken, suppressing Qin Feng again.

At the same time, however...

From Mo Xiong's body, wisps of mixed aura appeared, and even behind him, a series of resentful spirits appeared, and these resentful spirits wrapped around him, revealing faces that made people's scalps tingle.

That's the dare before death, the resentment after death!

These resentful spirits were all Jiedan monks who were killed by Mo Xiong, and when their golden pill was absorbed by Mo Xiong, the resentment also entered Mo Xiong's body.

At this moment, Mo Xiong mobilized the power of his infant, and these grievances naturally radiated.

"It is simply foolish to use other people's golden pills as nourishment to extend the life of your dying baby. ”

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and he did not change in the slightest because his momentum was suppressed.

As soon as his words came out, combined with the mixed aura and resentful spirits on Mo Xiong's body, he personally knew what Mo Xiong had done!

For a while, the monks watching the battle were all annoyed!

Their vanished brothers, their disciples, their masters... It turned out that Mo Xiong took out the golden pill alive!

Suddenly, a pair of eyes full of revenge looked at the Yusu cultivators, and invisibly, the Yunshui cultivators slowly moved closer to the Yusu cultivators, and they actually looked like they were about to swallow this group of Yusu monks alive.

The cultivators of Yusu suddenly turned pale, and one by one they could no longer be arrogant, and they all looked at their upper sect.

As long as Mo Xiong is still there, these people won't dare to do it!

If Mo Xiong is defeated...

I don't need to think much about their ending.

No matter how powerful these monks in Yusu Mountain are, it is impossible to withstand the siege of the powerhouses of the entire Yunshui Cultivator, and these monks, even if they use a kitchen knife, they can chop them into minced meat one by one.

"Stupid?"

Mo Xiong listened to Qin Feng's words, stood up straight, and laughed wildly at the sky.

"After Benzong takes out your golden pill in a while, you will know whether this sect's approach is stupid or wise!"

Then, with the madness in his eyes, he kept roaring!

Rumble!

From him and the Wanzhang Phantom behind him as the center, the sword feathers on the blue sword body opened up in an instant!

A strong wind and waves swept in all directions!

Boom! Boom!

Buildings within 20,000 zhang have all turned into powder!

All the buildings within 50,000 zhang were destroyed!

All the buildings within 100,000 zhang have collapsed!

Bang!

The enchantment of the immortal city, under the impact of this sword qi wind and waves, collapsed in an instant!

A majestic giant city suddenly appeared in the center of Yuzhou.

Those monks, under this wind and waves, many of them were directly swept away tens of thousands of zhang, and they all vomited blood!

Qi Ling'er, under the protection of Qi Hong and others, carried this surging wave of qi to the death.

Yun Ling's left and right are guarded by people from the same Immortal Spirit Academy as Gongsun.

After all, this was someone Qin Feng valued, and it was impossible for them to sit idly by.

Boom~Boom~!

Circle after circle of sword qi waves rolled in this immortal city, and the sound was like thunder, shaking people's ears.

After calming down, with a stunned gaze, everyone looked at the center of the Immortal City, wanting to see what happened to Qin Feng under such earth-shattering power?!

"Ridiculous. ”

Standing in the air, Qin Feng held a cigarette in his mouth, his left hand was in his trouser pocket, his right hand was holding the Canglan Sword, a pair of cold eyes were ancient and waveless, and the wild waves of air blew a few strands of broken hair scattered in front of his forehead.

That's all.

However, at this moment, his momentum has been completely crushed by Mo Xiong.

Mo Xiong is like a tiger descending from the mountain, about to prey on the lamb that belongs to him, in Mo Xiong's eyes, Qin Feng at this moment is the lamb.

It's a pity...

Everything is a fantasy, and it never happens.

Qin Feng's eyes froze!

In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, and it was only a breath, as if a nuclear bomb was detonated, Qin Feng's body, a terrifying breath, instantly dispersed, and the sword qi was overwhelming, rising all over the sky.

This time, not the so-called repression!

But... Thoroughly crushed, thoroughly shrouded!

Qin Feng's qi completely enveloped the entire Immortal City!

Mo Xiong's sword qi was so powerful that in a breath, there was not even a slag left.

Sword Qi Suppression?!

Coercion is a fart!

Here, Lao Tzu is the biggest!