"The will of the sword, it turned out to be the will of the sword, and the will of the kendo was comprehended at such a young age. This is a portrayal of countless people's hearts at this moment, envy, admiration, and jealousy.

Without warning, Yu Zefeng raised the sword in his right hand, and slashed at the sword Qiuhe, and an arc-shaped sword qi shot out.

The ground between the two of them was pulled out by the fierce sword qi, pulling out a ravine.

In the face of the menacing sword qi, Jian Qiuhe also slashed out with one sword, and a transparent sword qi collided with the golden sword qi in the air, and the two sword qi exploded at the same time, and countless flowers and trees, pavilions and pavilions were pierced.

One blow, it turned out to be evenly divided.

Jian Qiuhe's pupils shrank sharply, he thought that he could be suppressed in the middle of his hand, but he didn't expect it to be so tricky, he was only in the early stage of the Divine Infant! The difference between the two was a whole two great realms, how could he not be shocked in the face of such a result.

Not only him, but all the monks present were shocked and inexplicable, especially the Yu family and his party, who were even more stunned on the spot. There was only one voice in my heart, "How can it be so strong, not yet twenty years old, this... How is that possible?"

You must know that when Yu Zefeng was still in the Divine Pill Realm, he dared to fight head-on with Mojia Dongxu, and although the result was one-sided, a head-on hard encounter was a frontal hard touch.

Now that it is in the Divine Infant Realm, it is more than ten times stronger at the beginning, and it is not surprising that it can have such a result.

"The master of a sect, is that what he can do?" Yu Zefeng played with taste.

"Hmph! I underestimate you. ”

Hmm, a sharper sword qi was sent out by Jian Qiuhe Cui, and shot towards Yu Zefeng with a roar.

Yu Zefeng went toe-for-tat, using sword qi against sword qi, neither side used martial arts, it was just a simple sword qi collision.

So dozens of fights, still up and down.

"Alright, the warm-up is over, today I'm going to kill you to bow your head to the sword. Yu Zefeng said coldly.

"Kaifeng"

A golden sword qi slashed out with the will to open the sky, and the sword qi emitted by Jian Qiuhe was directly cut off, and the golden sword qi was only a point slower, and continued to slash forward.

The distance between the two sides was already about thirty zhang, and the sword qi came in an instant, and Jian Qiuhe hurriedly held his sword and resisted directly.

"Ding"

Although Jian Qiuhe blocked the sword qi at the last moment, he was still shocked and flew out more than ten zhang, and the hand holding the sword trembled, and he looked up at Yu Zefeng in shock.

"What kind of martial art is this?" asked subconsciously.

However, Yu Ze didn't pay attention to it, and slashed straight down with another shot.

A sword soft armor flew out of the mustard stone, turned into spiritual light and pierced on Jian Qiuhe's body, which was a seven-grade defensive weapon, and at the same time held the sword in both hands and shouted: "The sword is like a dragon." ”

A dragon sword qi came out of the sword, this is the Zhenzong mastery of the Mingxin Sword Sect, the ground-level middle-level martial art 'Dragon Yin Sword Technique'.

Kaifeng slashed with the dragon-shaped sword qi, and with a violent bang, everything within dozens of zhang turned into powder, and the violent spiritual power wave spread to the square, and the combined efforts of several Sword Sect elders could withstand it.

"Sword Feather"

With a roar, hundreds of spiritual power flying swords shot into the slashing thought, and the slashing thought was even more powerful.

"Slash Again"

Facing a sword that increased in power again, Jian Qiuhe's expression was extremely solemn, his hand was sent forward, and the eight-rank flying sword in his hand came out of his hand, and the sword qi wrapped in turned into a dragon to meet the sword qi.

"Ding"

The flying sword was directly slashed upside down and flew back, and the speed of the sword qi did not decrease, and it was directly slashed into Jian Qiuhe's chest.

"Boom"

The whole person was cut out, and blood was spat out in the air.

"Aren't you helpless? Aren't you sorry for me? You dare to be the master of the Sword Sect with this ability? ”

Yu Zefeng's anger rose, and he said unceremoniously, after speaking, another sword was slashed, and the sword Qiuhe, who was still in the air, was slashed again.

"What kind of face do you have to face your ancestors and ancestors! What kind of face do you have to call sword cultivation!" Another sword slashed out, and Jian Qiuhe vomited blood again and flew upside down.

Even resisting the three swords to open the peak, Jian Qiuhe knelt on the ground and gasped, and between his breaths, streams of blood came out of his mouth.

"Huh", the eight-grade heavenly weapon plunged directly into the ground in front of him, trembling endlessly.

Yu Zefeng didn't continue to attack, turned his head to look at the Sword Sect in the square, and said slowly: "If any of you are not convinced, just come, today I will use my sword to tell you, what is sword cultivation!"

"If you don't kill this son, we will all die, no matter how powerful he is, he is only one person, and all the Heavenly Realms will go up with me. A Sword Sect elder said with a bewitching breath.

Although Yu Zefeng's previous words made Qun Xiu bow his head, in the face of life and death, how many people could really stick to their hearts? More than a dozen Heavenly Realm elders immediately came out and surrounded Yu Zefeng.

In the Sword Sect, the Heavenly Realm is the Supreme Elder, and this group of people, plus Jian Qiuhe, is all the high-end combat power of the Sword Sect.

"A group of pseudo-sword cultivators who have empty cultivation and don't cultivate their minds!" Yu Zefeng said ruthlessly.

Slowly stretched out his right hand and pinched it into a sword finger, and lightly connected the dots ten times, and more than a dozen sword qi fingers shot out, shooting towards the group of elders who gathered around.

The sword qi was instantaneous.

"Boom..."

More than a dozen elders all flew out upside down, and they were still vomiting blood in the air, this was because of Yu Zefeng's mercy, it must be his parents' sect, he didn't want to kill too much.

is also a Heavenly Realm cultivator, and it is too far worse than the Four True Pavilions, you must know that in Yugufang before, only two deputy pavilion masters made a move, which caused Yu Zefeng to be hit hard. Whether it is from the martial arts, or from the magic weapon, or from the foundation itself, it is not half a star.

One person suppressed one sect, so powerful, so graceful, everyone had an idea in their hearts, this is the style of sword cultivation.

Bang Bang Bang .....

"Wonderful, no wonder you can destroy my sub-pavilion, the kid has some ability, but it's just to deal with these crooked melons and cracked dates, it's not worth mentioning in front of my Sizhen Pavilion. Yu Protector clapped his hands and said proudly.

"Heh... It's just that bullying the soft and being afraid of the hard is not necessarily strong. Yu Zefeng said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Yu Protector's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he stared at Yu Zefeng, "So daring, you are so arrogant, let's see if you will be so hard-mouthed and take it for me." ”

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, a middle-aged man behind him stepped out, and as the man took a step, the peak momentum of the fit exploded, and after a few steps, he shot straight at Yu Zefeng.

Looking at the operation of the spiritual technique, judging only from the fluctuation of spiritual power, this person is stronger than the two branch masters he killed before, but the strength is limited.

The man punched out in the air, and the fist turned into a wolf's head when it flew out, and the hair and teeth were all visible, like a living thing, and when he flew by, he actually made a wolf howl, and this kind of power was not lost to Jian Qiuhe at all.

Hundreds of spiritual power flying swords quickly converged in front of him, instantly forming a sword wheel, and the sword wheel spun extremely fast, straight towards the attacking wolf head fist.

"Boom"

The sword wheel exploded, and the wolf's head fist flew forward for a few more zhang before it turned into spiritual light and dissipated, and Yu Zefeng's sword wheel could only be resisted.

In the collision, the man was already in front of Yu Zefeng, the void took a lunge, and both fists were struck out at the same time, before the attack arrived, the man's hand had not been straightened, and Yu Zefeng's cheeks were sore with a wave of spiritual pressure.

Holding the slash in his right hand, he dragged the spine of the sword with his left hand and pushed it forward directly, colliding with the man's fists, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only the slashing thought bent inward instantly, and then rebounded instantly, and the man and Yu Zefeng retreated dozens of feet at the same time.

Suppressed the churning inner breath, his hands were numb, and his thoughts trembled.