Qingfeng's sudden appearance really scared Bai Feitian.

Although he knew that Qing Feng's cultivation was a Seven-Star Earth Venerable, and his speed was indeed very fast, he didn't expect that Qing Feng's speed could be so fast that it surprised him.

If it's fast, forget it, what do you mean by that sentence? Say that my swordsmanship is not good, and your swordsmanship is not very powerful!

Bai Feitian's face was a little angry, but he was more cautious, after all, Qingfeng had already arrived in front of him.

He didn't want to get hurt.

Mobilize the true qi in the body and operate the sword intent in the body.

Although Qing Feng's speed was very fast, so fast that it surprised Bai Feitian, Bai Feitian's sword intent had already appeared.

Although this was not his strongest sword intent, he thought it was enough to kill Qing Feng.

A cold wind swept through. It was as if it had also turned into a sword blade at this time, and it was cut on the face, making people feel a trace of pain.

Feeling the changes around him, and feeling Bai Feitian's sword intent, Qing Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the short sword in his hand stabbed out.

On the short sword, there was a layer of white frost attached, which was the cold ice qi in Qing Feng's body.

The ice sword swung, and every sword qi carried an extreme chill, and even the surrounding temperature dropped under the influence of the ice sword.

"Ice Sword ......" Qingfeng spit out a few words, and the cold temperament on his body couldn't help but make people worry.

The sword intent, the sword qi, swept up at this moment.

Although Bai Feitian's sword intent could not be fully mobilized, his sword intent had also reached the point of being extremely powerful.

The bonus of sword intent made every time he swung his long sword accompanied by the aura of heaven and earth.

This is the power of artistic conception, the person who has reached the artistic conception, every move and style of his every move carries the power of heaven and earth.

"Ding!" Qing Feng's short sword and Bai Feitian's long sword collided with each other, making a crisp sound, like thunder that shook the world, making people feel extremely harsh.

But a smile appeared on Bai Feitian's face, he was very confident in his sword intent, under his sword intent, Qingfeng would definitely lose.

He wanted Qing Feng to know what was the authenticity of kendo and what was the so-called sword training genius.

The true qi continued to run, crossing into the long sword, and Bai Feitian's sword intent became a little stronger.

At this moment, Bai Feitian's sword intent also became stronger, he seemed to be a long sword of heaven and earth, and every movement carried the supreme sword intent.

He was indeed a genius at sword training.

Pity......

In front of him is a demon who is even more genius than him!

"Drink!" Qing Feng scolded, and the short sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a cold ice sword qi that was even more powerful than just now, and there was already snow and frost all over the short sword, and there was snow and frost condensation on the surrounding trees.

This is Qing Feng's sword qi!

Qing Feng's sword technique is not like Bai Feitian, and it does not contain supreme momentum like Bai Feitian, but the sword qi that is so cold that it penetrates deep into the bone marrow cannot be stopped.

Even Bai Feitian, who had already turned on his sword intent, was the same!

"Why is this guy's momentum so strong, and the power of the sword qi is also impossible for me to resist?" Bai Feitian was stunned when he saw that Qing Feng's sword qi was so terrifying, and even his sword intent was a little weaker.

"Dao heart is unstable!" Qing Feng saw Bai Feitian like this, and secretly laughed in his heart, Bai Feitian was indeed a genius for sword training, but what about a genius? His Dao heart was unstable, and his swordsmanship would be affected by the influence of the surrounding environment, which was a great disadvantage on the way of cultivation, even if it was cultivating ancient martial arts.

If Bai Feitian's Dao Heart had been stable, he would not have been made like that by Zhao Wuji's few words just now, and he would not have been beaten to the brink of death.

With such a thing as Dao Heart, it's better to cultivate with peace of mind!

Qing Feng took advantage of Bai Feitian's momentum to weaken, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased a few points, and the short sword in his hand was also swung up.

At this moment, there is no longer a cold ice feeling, nor is there a cold chill that makes people feel bone-eating, but another kind of momentum.

One is the momentum that comes from the ancient wilderness.

The space rumbled, as if because of the power of this move, the surrounding space changed color, and the wandering of the aura also became obscure.

This is Qingfeng's sword qi, just sword qi.

But it was this sword qi that could completely suppress Bai Feitian's sword intent, making him completely unable to resist.

"It's over!" Bai Feitian had a trace of bitterness in his heart, he knew that because of his unstable Dao heart just now, Qing Feng had seized the opportunity, Qing Feng's momentum completely suppressed him, and the extremely powerful sword qi also made it difficult for his sword intent to mobilize.

In just a split second, his defeat was already laid.

"Enlightened!"

A scold, accompanied by a deadly momentum, came straight towards Bai Feitian.

Open Heaven Nine Style, although Qingfeng doesn't use this trick much, it can't be denied that the power of this move makes people feel scared.

Bai Yunfei slowly closed his eyes, he didn't plan to continue resisting, because he knew that he couldn't resist at all.

"Perhaps, he's right, my swordsmanship is really not good!" Bai Feitian smiled bitterly, as if accepting this fact, but he didn't know why he felt so bitter in his heart.

Is it because of his years of good self and now that he has been completely broken?, or is it because he has been defeated by a seven-star earth deity and feels ashamed and bitter in his heart?

Bai Feitian didn't know, maybe he didn't want to face this fact.

A peerless genius who has been called a peerless genius for twenty or thirty years has been defeated by others, and this kind of frustration will not feel good on anyone.

The sword qi roared past his ears, and at this moment he seemed to hear the sound contained in the sword qi.

Disdain for him, contempt for him.

For Bai Feitian, the sword has emotions and can express itself, and the sword qi is what the sword expresses.

In the sword qi, he seemed to hear the dissatisfaction of the long sword in his hand, dissatisfied that he did not dare to fight back in the face of the powerful sword qi, telling him that he was a coward.

"You are a genius, but you are also a human being! Everyone has failures! Why choose to give up because of a failure!"

"The person I choose is the man who can go through a lot of hardships and reach the top, not a person who doesn't even dare to do anything when he is suppressed by others!"

"Can you still be said to be a genius like this? and you have to compete with others, and what qualifications do you have to find your future life?"

The scolding of the long sword reached Bai Feitian's ears and reached his heart, making him wake up and quickly open his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a cold light appear in front of his eyes.

He believed that if he was slow for a second, Qing Feng might really pierce his eyebrows and end his life completely.

It's an instinct among swordsmen!

"You...... Hear that......"