Xing Feng said as he took out the healing pill from the space ring and wanted to feed it to Jiang Shiqi, but Jiang Shiqi shook his head and said, "Don't waste the pill." Jiang Shiqi's internal organs were all shattered, the meridians were broken, and there was no chance of life at all.

Xing Feng could feel the condition of Jiang Shiqi's body, but he didn't believe that Jiang Shiqi would really die, looking at Jiang Shiqi in his arms, he felt very uncomfortable, why is this? Why do people who are with him leave him.

"No, you won't die, there must be a way to save you. Xing Feng looked at the sky above the ring and said loudly: "Senior, I know you are here, please save her." ”

"Alas, there is no help. Soon after, a sigh was heard from above the ring.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Shiqi's body slowly shattered, and after taking a deep look at Xingfeng, she disappeared into Xingfeng's arms, as if she had never appeared.

Xingfeng didn't shout, but stood up very calmly, but if someone saw Xingfeng's eyes, they would find that they were extremely cold, without a trace of temperature.

"According to the rules of the final trial, you can now inherit the legacy of the Shura Sword King, please move to the center of the ring. A voice rang out in the space.

Xing Feng found that the tone of this voice had changed, but he didn't care, and walked quickly to the center of the ring, Jiang Shiqi gave his life for him, if he didn't inherit the inheritance of the Shura Sword King now, how could he be worthy of the dead Jiang Shiqi.

When Xingfeng came to the center of the ring, there was a muffled sound in the sky, and a pillar of light was projected from the sky, just wrapping Xingfeng's whole person, and after a while, Xingfeng disappeared in the center of the ring.

In a quaint hall, Xingfeng came here after being teleported by the pillar of light, looking at the magnificent decorations around the hall, he could feel that this hall must have been inhabited by a person of noble status before.

Especially the throne on the first place, which was created by Ziyan Xuantie, you must know that Ziyan Xuantie is one of the materials for casting the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure, looking at the weight of this throne, there are more than three hundred catties, and if you take it out, it can alarm the existence of this Tenglong Dynasty.

Suddenly, a phanthropic shadow appeared on the throne, and this phantom just sat quietly on the throne, making him feel an invisible coercion, and a fierce aura filled the entire hall.

This phantom is a middle-aged man, wearing a streamer armor, wearing a sword at his waist, sitting on the throne with a golden sword, not angry and arrogant, and his blazing eyes are looking at the torture wind.

"I've seen my seniors. Xing Feng saw the appearance of the phantom, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Are you the one who has passed the final trial?" said the middle-aged man in a deep voice, his voice rolling like thunder and shocking.

"Back to the seniors, it is the juniors. Xingfeng said.

"Well, since you can pass the test set by the Buddha-figure, you will prove that you are extraordinary. The middle-aged man sighed and said.

The strength of the torture wind made the middle-aged man very disappointed, he was just a middle-level cultivator in the Spirit Realm, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, could it be that it was only tens of thousands of years apart, and the Qingtian Continent was so backward.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was puzzled, and then saw him wave his big hand, and the Zhu Shen Sword in the Xingfeng Space Ring flew uncontrollably into the middle-aged man's hand, and the middle-aged man held the Zhu Shen Sword in his hand, stroking the sword body as if no one was around, looking like he couldn't put it down.

Seeing this, Xing Feng didn't speak, but was very confused, does this middle-aged man have anything to do with the Divine Sword?

After a cup of tea, the middle-aged man stopped the movement in his hand, looked at Xing Feng and said, "How did you get this sword?"

"Back to the seniors, this sword was given by the elders of the family, and the younger generations don't know how it came about. Xingfeng said.

"No wonder, good life treats this sword, everything has a spirit, but don't let it down. With a slight force in the middle-aged man's hand, the Divine Sword flew towards Xingfeng, the speed was very slow, and he slowly came to Xingfeng's face.

After Xing Feng took the Divine Sword, he said with a serious expression: "The junior will treat it sincerely and will definitely not let it down." ”

It is rumored that there was a sword cultivator who only used a sword for the rest of his life, and spared no effort to nourish with his own essence and blood, so that an ordinary sword became a divine sword, and the divine sword produced an independent consciousness, commonly known as the sword spirit.

There is a spirit in the sword, and it is eyed by it.

Once the sword has an autonomous consciousness, it will increase the owner's strength by dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, but none of the ten heaven-level nine-grade spirit treasures in the Qingtian Continent can produce sword spirits, so you can imagine how precious the spirit treasures with sword spirits are.

"To get back to the point, this king's inheritance should be taught to you, but this king wants to know, why are you cultivating?" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Back to the seniors, the younger generations cultivate to protect the people around them. Xing Feng said without thinking.

After saying this, Xing Feng's face changed, recalling Jiang Shiqi's sacrifice just now, and he was even more determined in his heart, he really didn't want anyone to sacrifice because of him.

"Good one, cultivation is to protect the people around you. The middle-aged man laughed.

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man released a majestic coercion, grabbed his big hand in the air, and Xing Feng's body involuntarily flew towards the middle-aged man, and then said to Xing Feng: "Don't resist." ”

Hearing this, Xing Feng gave up resisting, he felt that there was no point in resisting, the realm of this middle-aged man was beyond his cognition, he could feel that if this middle-aged man was in his body, he would just sit on the throne, and he would not be able to give birth to the idea of resisting.

Then Xing Feng found that he slowly had a lot of words in his mind, and these words were regularly arranged in Xing Feng's mind, needless to say, Xing Feng knew that this was the legendary transmission of gong.

Through the soul inheritance exercise, the advantage of this can prevent the exercise from falling into the hands of others, and when passing on the exercise, you can also comprehend the perception of the practitioner practicing this set of exercises, so that the person being passed on the practice of this exercise has many fewer detours.

There were more and more words in Xingfeng's mind, and Xingfeng found that these words were like life, dancing in his mind, sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad.

A day later, Xing Feng's mind had a complete set of exercises, which was called: "Shura God of War Decision"

There are a total of nine Shura God of War Duel, each of which is extremely profound, Rao is the style of punishment, and I can't understand how to cultivate this exercise, sure enough, the higher the level of the exercise, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

It's just that Xing Feng doesn't know what kind of rank of the Shura God of War is the exercise, and he doesn't know much about the rank of the exercise, but he knows one thing, the Shura Sword King's exercise is definitely not an outside stall.