Eight gates of the fairy city.

Where Jingmen was located, a large opening in the sword formation was forcibly torn open.

The fierce sword stepped in from the opening of this sword formation, and a pair of eyes glowing red stared at Qin Feng, and his fists pounded his chest wildly.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

The sound shook the city.

The sword entered the sword formation, but none of the disciples of the Soul Immortal Sect behind him followed up, after all, they all knew the habits of the sword.

But as long as the knife strikes, in the eyes of the sword, everything and everything in his eyes is the object of his killing, his killing toy.

At this time, don't mix a few handfuls...

Otherwise, the sword will treat the people who are involved in it as a killing existence, and Deathmatch doesn't know how to die.

These Soul Immortal Sect Sect cultivators were not so stupid, they rushed forward stupidly, and then they were hammered to death with a punch, and they all stayed outside this sword formation, looking at the back of the sword.

As the sword entered the sword formation, the original torn open wound was also slowly healed, and the collapsed Canglan swords on the city wall once again transformed one after another, reshaping the sword formation.

However, the sword formation recovered as before, but those Soul Immortal Sect Sect cultivators did not continue to bombard, because in their opinion, there was no need to bombard, as long as the sword entered the sword formation...

In fact, all of this has come to an end.

In their eyes, Qin Feng at this moment... He was already a dead man.

"It depends on how this thing dies. ”

"Look at this kid, from his appearance to the present, he has been standing pretending to be forced, seemingly calm, but in fact, he must have panicked in his heart. ”

"Hahaha! I'd love to know if the knife would cut off his hands or feet first, or just screw off his head?!"

"I think it's the right leg. ”

"The Warrior's one-on-one record is zero defeats, and everyone who fights against him is broken into pieces! Appalling. ”

“............”

These Soul Immortal Sect Sect Cultivators didn't have any sense of tension at all at this time, and they all relaxed as if they were watching a slaughter match.

And indeed... At this moment, it seemed to them that with the entry of the sword, what was about to be staged was a slaughter game.

"Knives. ”

At this time, the crowd separated, and Zhu Tongming's figure slowly floated from the middle, and he shouted faintly.

The fierce sword, who had already stepped into the sword array, heard this voice, turned his head sharply, and looked at Zhu Tongming with those eyes, for the first time... The hideous face showed a respectful and well-behaved look, and he bowed towards Zhu Tongming from a distance across the sword array.

Like a well-behaved child.

"Half a cup of tea, Tu. ”

Zhu Tongming looked at the fierce knife that saluted him, smiled coldly, and lightly ordered the fierce knife.

When the knife heard this, his eyes flashed with madness, it was excitement... It's bloodthirsty!

Zhu Tongming's words.

Half a cup of tea is to ask the knife and half a cup of tea to solve everything.

To slaughter is to slaughter the people of this city!

"Roar!"

The sword let out an excited roar, then stood up straight and turned back, his eyes looked at Qin Feng on the city wall, and the corners of his mouth... grinned.

Rumble!

Moment.

As if the void was shaking, the burly figure of the fierce sword actually disappeared in place, and this scene caused many monks of the Soul Immortal Sect to exclaim.

And in the next moment!

On the Jingmen city wall, the figure of the fierce knife appeared, opened his big mouth and roared, and his huge fist smashed towards Qin Feng on the city wall.

Qin Feng's eyes were indifferent.

Raise your hand.

Bang!

The two connected, and I saw that the figure of the fierce knife was fixed three feet above Qin Feng, and the fist... It seems that no matter what is in the way, no matter how it can't be waved.

Boom! Boom!

smashed out of fists one after another, and the fierce knife just couldn't break through this three-foot place!

"What's going on?!"

"Blocked?!"

"Impossible!"

"The sword is undefeated!"

"This fierce sword is invincible under the quasi-saint!"

"It's amazing!"

“.........”

Those Soul Immortal Sect Sect cultivators, when they saw that the sword was blocked in a three-foot place, they all looked horrified, and the voices of discussion continued.

"Shut up!"

At this time, the gray-haired old man shouted at everyone, and the angry shouts frightened these Soul Immortal Sect Sect cultivators all immediately stopped, and subconsciously looked at Zhu Tongming one by one.

When they saw Zhu Tongming's cold expression, these Soul Immortal Sect Sect Cultivators were all frightened and turned pale.

At this moment, Zhu Tongming is obviously very unhappy!

"Don't worry about the left envoy, the sword just made a blow, this son can kill Zhang Xing, which shows that he still has some ability, and his subordinates believe that as long as the sword shows its true strength, it will be able to scatter this son's soul in half a cup of tea!"

The gray-haired old man saw that Zhu Tongming's face was full of unhappiness, and he hurriedly nodded and said on the side.

"Hmm. ”

Zhu Tongming listened to the gray-haired old man's words, and he was a little angry, he also knew that the fierce sword he cultivated was not only so powerful.

Fun... It's still to come!

Raising his eyes, he continued to look at the situation above the Sword Array Jingmen.

"Roar, roar!!"

After a few punches to no avail, the fierce body of the fierce knife retreated, and those eyes... It's also a rage!

But in addition to the anger, there was also an excitement in his eyes, an excitement that was difficult to contain.

It's been a long, long time since he's had a good fight.

He's tired of boring slaughter!

He wants a real fight!

Whew~!

Around the sword, a thick bloody aura began to appear, and these bloody aura surrounded his body, and his skin... It's starting to get blood-red!

It even roared and roared in the sky!

Those eyes were like demons coming out of the abyss.

The momentum on the whole person began to skyrocket wildly, but in a few breaths, accompanied by the roar of the sword, it actually rose by as much as four or five times!

Qin Feng on the city wall, his eyes condensed slightly, looking at the fierce sword with a surging breath, there was curiosity in his eyes.

"It's peculiar. ”

The punch that fell from the knife just now, he could clearly feel that this big guy... It is not Qi cultivation or physical cultivation, but it has a strength comparable to the peak of the Golden Immortal, just now Qin Feng was very puzzled about how this product was mixed to this level.

But... Now Qin Feng is clear.

The method of cultivating evil.

It seems that this big guy has been cultivated as a killing weapon since birth, using the blood and evil qi to exercise the body, and walking the way of the evil sect.

This kind of method can improve the strength at a very fast speed, but the negative effects are also extremely obvious.

The longevity has been greatly reduced, and the mind is not clear.

It can only be reduced to a tool of killing.

It's clear ...

The big guy in front of him is a tool.

Qin Feng glanced at Zhu Tongming outside the sword array slightly, it was the killing tool in the hands of this guy,

(End of chapter)