100,000 Years of Body Refining

Boom!

The **** sword and rainbow collided crazily, surging out endless aftermath, and the meaning of destruction contained in it made the vast crowd afraid to face to face, and they burst out.

It was Shendao Tian, ​​Qingyun God Lord and others who all looked upright, staring solemnly at the space.

What a powerful force!

With a single finger, you can smash Qin Feng's blood mark. If you do it with all your strength, how can Qin Feng contend? This Lin Youming is indeed an immortal.

"Sure enough, he has some strength, he deserves to be a peerless figure who can overwhelm Qing Xuan."

The blood marks of the sword glow shattered one after another, Lin Youming did not continue to make a move, he waved his sleeves, his hands were on his back, and he looked at the depths of Shenzong meaningfully.

boom!

The sky roared and shook the world, a **** glow rose up into the sky, and inside stood a man in Tsing Yi, who was indeed Qin Feng.

After several previous lessons, how could Qin Feng shut himself down? The moment Lin Youming's sword intent descended, he had already noticed that he had completely refined the immortal grass that was being refined and left the barrier.

"Lin Youming?"

He stared at the handsome, delicate and weak scholar in front of him. The lingering breath seemed to be able to communicate with the world, and the whole person was integrated with the world without any flaws.

This feeling is indeed like a fairyland power.

But it was only an image. Lin Youming was always separated from that fairyland by an image. The slightest difference was like a moat. Without enough opportunities, he would not be able to cross it in his entire life.

"I thought that Qing Xuan really has a fairyland alive today. It seems that I have been thinking too much." Qin Feng came out with blood, and came to Lin Youming to settle down ten feet away, with a touch of disappointment on his face.

Everyone is puzzled.

What is thinking more?

Isn't Lin Youming a fairy?

Lin Youming's expression was still indifferent, and he was not surprised that Qin Feng had spied on his realm. He looked at Qin Feng, and then looked at the Azure Profound Sect, and said in disappointment: "The same is true for you. I thought the place you chose was the same as I chose. If you destroy my dojo, I will seize your dojo, but now it seems that I shouldn’t have so much hope."

Everyone is even more puzzled, and some do not understand each other.

But these are not important, they just want to see the two at war and witness this amazing battle for thousands of years.

"Don't talk nonsense, since you have gone to my Shenzong and hurt my people, you don't want to give an explanation, and you can't leave." Qin Feng said lightly, blood blooming, the colored glaze fairy body burst, and the momentum skyrocketed little by little.

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng, when my cultivation has reached the level of you and me, shouldn't everything in the world be ants? Only the eternal immortal way is my only goal."

Lin Youming's sword intent haunted, standing proudly in the void, talking freely, without any intention of killing, as if this trip was not for the enmity of Shenzong.

"The world is changing and the road to immortality is hard to find. I wait for the road ahead to be extremely difficult and dangerous, so I should focus on the road of martial arts. The rest are all ants.

"Oh? In that case, you are not here for revenge for the Divine Nether Sect?" Qin Feng asked slightly in surprise.

"Haha." Lin Youming laughed loudly, "I have been living for three thousand years, and I have long been accustomed to life and death. Those younger generations are inferior to others, and it is my business to be killed by you."

"In my eyes, there is only immortality, but you shouldn't ruin my dojo!"

"Your dojo? Eternal enchantment?" Qin Feng said.

"Not bad." Lin Youming said: "You are still young, maybe you don't know the importance of the field to our level. If you destroy my dojo, you are killing me."

"You said, what should I do to you?"

boom!

When the voice fell, an extremely terrifying storm of sword intent was born between the world and the earth, and the crowd looked at the vast void with shocked expressions.

I saw an ancient sword that did not know when it appeared in the void, as if it was gathering the sword intent of the heavens and the earth, carrying the boundless sword power, rolling down, rolling up the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the situation of the Qingxuan Divine Sect changed wildly, and the sword intent swept the world like a fairy sword from the sky, destroying the sky.

The ancient sword was huge, and headed straight for Qin Feng with the power of nirvana.

"What a terrible sword power!"

The expressions of the vast crowd changed drastically, that is, the peaks of Shendao Tian, ​​Qingyun Divine Lord, etc. all looked shocked, and the power of Nirvana Sword was too terrifying. Just that power made them feel desperate and horrible, let alone face it.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng was not afraid, he stepped on the heaven and the earth, and blasted out with a punch.

The surging **** seal tactics shattered the void, punching a long **** corridor, crushing the sword power bit by bit.

"Quiet!"

Lin Youming yelled, the ancient sword absorbed all the sword power, fell in the air, and directly pierced the **** seal tactics. The sharp and piercing sound resounded, the ancient sword pierced into the **** seal tactics, and the sword power exploded. Cut it directly.

The sword continued to whistle down without losing its power.

This scene made countless people's minds tremble.

Especially Qingyun Divine Lord, the deep pupils are very introverted, and deep in the eyes, there is a strong light flashing past, it is a touch of excitement.

Regardless of whether Lin Youming is an immortal or not, but the sword smashes Qin Feng's blood mark, and his power cannot be taken, it is an indisputable fact that Qin Feng cannot stop it and will die today.

"boom!"

Qin Feng slammed a punch again, and his blood was soaring. The thick blood made everyone feel like he was in hell, and his soul trembled and retreated madly.

There are only a few peaks, and you can stand still and watch this stunning battle from close range.

"Zheng!"

The fist marks and sword lights collided again. This time, the Ancient Sword of Nirvana failed to penetrate the blood mark. Instead, it seemed to be pierced on the indestructible rock. The clank sound was extremely ear-piercing, which made people feel pain in the eardrums, as if they were deaf.

"Three thousand deaths."

Lin Youming continued to change his moves, and the slender palm of his snow-white hand passed in the air, and the ancient sword of nirvana exploded three thousand sword intent, like a rain curtain covering the sky.

All the three thousand swordsmans are sharp and gleaming, each sword is not weaker than the previous sword power, as if at this moment, Lin Youming directly exploded three thousand swords.

"go with!"

As Lin Youming's palm pressed down, three thousand sword lights fell crazily, and all fell on the **** seal art. Its prestige skyrocketed three thousand times in an instant, causing the **** color to agitate, seeming to be shattered.

But the power of the blood fist seemed infinite, fierce and overbearing and indestructible, rushing all the way up, continuously crushing the sword intent, under a series of roars and explosions, three thousand swords could hardly stop the blood mark.

"broken!"

Lin Youming remained indifferent, his sword intent continued to rise, and the power of the three thousand swordsmanship continued to skyrocket. He clicked on the broken blood mark a little bit. Although the effect of each sword was very subtle, three thousand sword intent swept past and finally penetrated it.

In the end the Jianyi fist mark disappeared at the same time, and the ancient sword of nirvana was no longer blocked. It fell in the air and stabbed fiercely on the tip of Qin Feng's fist. There was a bang, accompanied by a faint blood mist, which was very eye-catching.

The Ancient Nirvana Sword was blasted out, but a small sword mark appeared on Qin Feng's palm, overflowing with red blood.

This scene made the vast crowd silent.

Although the two had just collided, the power they showed was terrifying.

Many people have felt Qin Feng's blood mark. The pinnacle of martial arts can't compete in front of him, but Lin Youming's sword intent is continuously broken, leaving sword marks on his palm, and his sword intent is equally terrifying.

As soon as they shot, both of them exploded with power that surpassed the peak of martial arts. When they finally fought desperately, they didn't know how earth-shattering it was.

"It's not a fairy after all."

As for the peaks of martial arts, all secretly said that someone was finally able to suppress Qin Feng.

"Just this strength?"

Ji Mian Gu Jian returned to Lin Youming, and he looked at Qin Feng flatly, seemingly disappointed.

Qin Feng lowered his head, looked at the sword marks on his palm and the blood that was overflowing, and suddenly smiled. There was no fear in the laughter, only a faint ridicule.

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