Everyone is killing, starting talent: Extraordinary understanding!

Qin Feng seemed to be stunned.

The long knife in his hand kept chopping, and there were "sonorous" sounds one after another.

In front of his eyes, the three-headed demon corpse seemed to have turned into a piece of solid rock.

And he's trying his best to cut through the rocks.

"Slash!".

"Slash!".

"One knife can't be broken, ten knives, a hundred knives can't be broken?!".

"Chopping in the same place is also a method?!".

Under the successive slashes.

Qin Feng felt that his attacks were getting smoother and smoother.

Until.

For a moment, the speed of his arm suddenly increased.

But in an instant, three slashes were made, and they all fell in the same part.

Meanwhile.

Prompt sound thoroughly.

[Ding, congratulations on comprehending the mortal-level high-grade knife technique: triple slash].

[Triple Slash: Perform three slashes at breakneck speed].

"It's not enough!".

Qin Feng looked at the wound that only remained, but his heart was overjoyed.

Because.

This means that he has indeed found a reasonable and feasible way.

"Go on!".

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng didn't stop, but instead went crazy, and even gave up his defense.

Three knives.

Four knives.

Until, five knives were cut out in succession.

The prompt sounded, but it finally rang again.

[Ding, congratulations on comprehending the extraordinary mid-grade knife technique: five consecutive rapid slashing].

The speed of swinging the knife has become faster at this moment.

And, five knives in succession, it was already able to leave a wound of about three inches on the body of the demon corpse.

Three inches, more than ten centimeters, is already a very deep knife mark.

But the vitality of the demon corpse is extremely tenacious, and it has not been affected by this.

And Qin Feng couldn't use combat skills continuously.

Because, after every use, the consumption of spiritual power is secondary, and he has always maintained the state of the blood-sucking knife, and the long knife is attached to the blood-colored knife.

But the point is that this kind of extremely fast slash is extremely taxing on the body.

Every time I cast it, my arm will sting and sore.

You need to stop for a moment before you can use it again.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Qin Feng found that when he had been promoted to the top speed of five consecutive slashes, he could not continue to improve.

Or rather.

Lack of some conditions.

And this condition: a stronger body.

The strength of his physical body at this moment can only enable him to complete five slashes in a very short period of time.

"Can you still improve?!".

"Flesh?!".

"It's hard to improve again, the Golden Buddha is not bad, and the body has already reached the level of perfection. "

"So, what's the other way?!".

Qin Feng fell into deep thought.

But his attacks never stopped.

Still a knife, a knife, and a slash.

Until, in his ears, there were voices one after another.

"Whew!".

"Whew!".

Such a voice made Qin Feng suddenly realize something.

"Wind?!".

"Howling winds?!".

"With the help of the wind, you might be able to speed up your slash?!".

Qin Feng thought for a moment and began to keep trying, adjusting the frequency of his attacks, the rhythm, and the angle of swinging his sword.

And his face was already covered with sweat.

Physical strength, also unconsciously, is a huge drain.

Finally.

Under a certain swing, Qin Feng felt that his long knife seemed to be blended into the wind, and his speed increased a lot again.

At the same time, more importantly, above the long knife, there were wisps of cyan whirlwind.

With the blessing of 100 times understanding.

Qin Feng didn't miss this feeling.

Immediately raised his eyebrows, and began to follow the slash feeling just now, and continued to improve.

Rear.

Behind the corpse.

Mi Daoren's expression became a little unpleasant.

He found.

The man in front of him, although his physical strength is being consumed, his movements have not become slow because of the consumption of physical strength.

On the contrary, it is getting faster and faster

"What's the situation?!".

"This kid?!".

He had a bad feeling in his mind.

Taking a deep breath, he didn't care that he was in a weak state at the moment, he picked up the black bell in his hand, and then, his spiritual power surged.

"Soul Loss Technique!".

The ringing of jingling bells echoed through the cave again.

And after doing all this, Mi Dao people felt that the spiritual power in their bodies was rioting, and they almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out.

However.

Just when he was looking forward to the fact that the spell he used in his extreme state would be able to affect Qin Feng.

At this time.

A terrifying phantom appeared in front of his eyes.

But it was a figure holding a big knife, standing between heaven and earth, and the domineering aura was released.

"Poof!".

Under the impact of this domineering intent, the Mi Dao people could no longer suppress the spiritual power of the riot in their bodies, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant.

The whole person almost fainted.

His eyes widened in disbelief: "How is that possible?!".

"Is this, knife intent?".

"No, it's just the rudiments of the sword intent, otherwise I'd be dead. "

Midao people can't believe it.

After all, even he has never been exposed to the level of will.

This is the ability that can only be obtained after resonating with heaven and earth.

This also meant that his Soul Loss Technique could not affect Qin Feng at all.

Because, with the blessing of one's own will, it is one of the ways to resist spiritual attacks.

And what shocked Midao people even more was that.

At this time, he suddenly saw that one of his demon corpses, his body suddenly cracked.

It's the kind that really splits, from the top of the skull, down the split, into two parts.

Under this kind of injury, even if it is a demon corpse, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Direct loss of mobility.

And at the broken body, Mi Dao people saw that wisps of cyan spiritual power surrounded them, and they did not disappear for a long time.

"How is that possible?!".

He repeated his previous words again, his eyes no longer horrified but full of fear.