How did the Bright Saint King know about this, and when Qin Feng burst out of the blood-colored ice blade, it was the same as before, there was no difference.

What's more, even at this time, his aura has fluctuated, and the strength of the entire burst out cannot compare to the peak state, but even in such a state, he is also a true cultivator of the fourfold realm, and his fierce and tyrannical strength methods are still very fierce.

The Qin Feng in his eyes was exactly the same as before.

At this moment, the Bright Saint King sneered: "Little beast, you still dare to play with this king, I think you are looking for death!"

Immediately after, the big sword that came across the sky, and the terrifying brilliance that erupted, did what he wanted, and in one go, he collapsed the trend of Qin Feng's blood-colored ice blade.

It's just that this time the Bright Saint King took it for granted.

The first-line strength he thought was falling, and it was harmless, if it was such a thing, he was facing other monks of the Triple Realm, maybe it was really harmless, but it was a pity that he was facing Qin Feng.

Although he was only a threefold high-level cultivator, his cultivation strength was far from reaching the limit of the triple realm that he had embodied.

Normal laws can fall on others, but if they fall on Qin Feng's body, it has no effect at all.

His half-point strength has dropped, compared to Qin Feng, who has already taken out the obsidian battle knife, it is a big flaw!

Just listen to the rumbling sound of the explosion, and take off into the air.

When the Bright Saint King thought it would appear, not only did it not appear, but the blood-colored ice blade with an imposing momentum, like a sharp weapon, slammed into the brilliance of the Bright Saint King's great sword, and just one impact tore open a hole in the brilliance of the Bright Saint King.

It was the precipitation of his mind, and the expression of the Bright Saint King who was waiting to be crushed by Qin Feng again suddenly changed, and a wisp of horror that could not be hidden emerged from his eyes. I heard the Bright Saint King exclaim, "What's the matter!"

He is not blind, he is a waste with a low IQ, he is a cultivator who has reached the fourfold realm, and he is the top powerhouse in the eyes of others. How can we not see the changes in the here and now? The next moment, the Bright Saint King's face was high, and the demeanor of a strong man who controlled the overall situation disappeared without a trace in an instant, and a trace of anger that could not be hidden suddenly appeared, "Bastard, you dare to deceive me!"

At this time, he didn't know where Qin Feng was clumsy.

Although the various methods that this person had previously erupted had exceeded the limit of the power that he could imagine the Triple Realm could have, reaching a level that made him jealous, it was not his strongest strength. Feeling this power, the Bright Saint King was shocked and angry. In the midst of the anger, there is a jealousy that cannot be hidden, which breeds.

Yes, he was a little scared. You must know that his strength has begun to decline.

If it was before, he might still have enough confidence. But now, his confidence is gone. The strength that Qin Feng showed at this moment had surpassed his current total strength, especially in his current state.

The Bright Saint King's face was quite ugly. But it's ugly, and the movements of his hands are still not slow at all.

Fearing that Qin Feng would shatter his strength in reverse, the Bright Saint King roared angrily: "Little beast, you still want to plot against me, let me tell you, you are delusional, this king, no matter what, I won't let you succeed!"

For a while, there were more and deeper breaths in the body of the Bright Saint King, rushing to emerge. It's just that he still takes it for granted. No matter how swift his actions are, how sensitive his reactions are, a beat slower is a beat slower!

And Qin Feng seized this line of opportunity. He didn't want to be able to kill the Bright Saint King with one blow, because that would be unrealistic.

He only wanted to hit the Bright Saint King with one blow, further disintegrate the opponent's strength, let the opponent's strength continue to decline, and create more opportunities for him. Immediately after, there was a crackling and popping sound, which continued to sound.

Even if the power of the Bright Saint King's continuous blessing still couldn't withstand the power that Qin Feng had been waiting for for a long time and burst out.

After just one collision, the brilliance of the Bright Saint King was like being blown in half by a sharp wood knife and the bamboo that was slashed. After being blasted in half, a heavy scattered brilliance flew around with an irrepressible trend, further disintegrating everything in all directions.

And without the light to block the Saint King, he faced the blood-colored ice blade that was still fierce in power.

With a snort, the fierce and domineering blood-colored aura had already rushed in front of the Bright Saint King.

The Holy King of the Holy See, his whole face suddenly became ugly, and he almost instinctively raised the big sword in his hand.

It's just that when Guanghua collapsed, he was already injured, and he didn't have Qin Feng's means of recovering in an instant.

In this case, his strength fell again, even with the big sword in his hand, he couldn't withstand the terrifying power swept by the blood-colored ice blade.

Immediately after, another roar was heard, and the Bright Saint King, with his sword, was hit by the blood-colored ice blade and flew into the air, falling straight more than ten meters away.

The next moment, a dull vibration sounded and it was this Saint King of Light who had already fallen to the ground. The already uneven ground was shattered by the soles of this guy's feet. A pit that was no less than the one that Qin Feng had hit before, and this was presented.

And the Bright Saint King, who had fallen into it, spewed out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, his whole person's aura fluctuated even more. There was no doubt that the injuries on his body had further affected his combat effectiveness! The Bright Saint King's face was hard to see to the extreme.

His mood was, so to speak, very bad.

You must know that he is a cultivator of the Quadruple Realm, one of the two Holy Kings of the Holy See, and it is very likely that he will ascend to the position of the Saint Venerable in the future! If such a thing is preached, where will his face go?

The wrath of the Holy King of Light can be imagined.

Of course, under such a violent mood, there is a horror that cannot be hidden, and it comes out of madness.

At this time, his mood fluctuated extremely much.

Now that his strength has been damaged, he has not only lost the capital to crush Qin Feng, but will also face Qin Feng's fierce means to fight back.

If this situation continues, the impact on him will only be greater.

For a moment, the Light Saint King's eyes rolled: 'What should I do?'

'Why don't you run!'

Cultivation has come to his level, and his control of the situation is far beyond the existence of leisure.

In an instant, he found a plan for his next move. Get out of here! Leave nothing else, let's talk about it when we leave.

Qin Feng in his current state, he can't take it anymore, and it is very risky to continue to stay.

It's better to leave, wait until all your injuries are recovered, and then it's not too late to kill back. What's more, he thought he had mastered Qin Feng's true means.

Such a real means, with his strength in his heyday, can still be suppressed. At that time, he only needs to make some more preparations, and these will not be a problem.

It's just that at the moment when this thought appeared in his mind, the void in front of him suddenly exploded!

A blood-colored ice blade that directly tore through the void had already killed him in front of him.

It is already the triple twelve divine powers under the blessing of the obsidian war sword!

At this moment, how much more power is beyond just now?

Suddenly, it has already shown the supernatural power that is not inferior to the powerhouse of the true fourfold realm. With such a force, it is naturally not a problem to directly tear apart the void and ignore the barrier of distance.

In this way, the speed of presentation is naturally higher than the original.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to kill the Bright Saint King in an instant.

The Bright Saint King's facial muscles fluctuated, and wisps of unconcealable horror burst out from his eyes: "Bastard, how can you be so powerful!"

Qin Feng said indifferently: "I have always been so strong, it's just that you don't know!

"Today, I, Qin Feng, will behead you with the cultivation of the triple high-level realm!" Before the words fell, the entire body suddenly stepped forward. For a while, the triple twelve divine powers, the obsidian battle knife, coupled with Qin Feng's own power, several terrifying powers, were continuously blessed, and in just an instant, they had already created a more terrifying and fierce voice than just now.

And this kind of prestige turned into a huge wave that soared dozens of meters into the air, and swept the Bright Saint King as a whole with an overwhelming trend. There is a tendency to kill this person into slag in one breath.

As the Bright Saint King who was the person concerned, his eyes were so shocked that they were about to jump out of his sockets. He is not blind, and he does not see the danger in front of him.

Seeing an even more tyrannical aura, it couldn't stop emanating from his body: "Little beast, you deceive people too much, this king is also a cultivator of the fourfold realm, how can you be a bastard like you, you can handle it, get out of my way!"

In a hurry, the big sword in his hand swept up again, and in a hurry, the defense that appeared had already been generated.

It's just that his defense, not to mention slowly, is still very in front of him, and it is still not a face, and it has already been blown to pieces from top to bottom.

The Bright Saint King behind the defense screamed, and his bloody mouth exploded, and the whole person once again burst back with his sword weapon. This time, he fell twenty meters away.

There was another boom, and the Holy King of the Holy See slammed into the ground.

The originally strong aura, at this moment, is like a delicate flower under the blow of a storm, which is already leaking everywhere, and it is indescribably withering.

It is true that he is a cultivator of the Quadruple Realm, but he is also a person, and unlike Qin Feng, he has a system, as long as the points are enough, he can recover anytime and anywhere. This time, he was really seriously injured!