Bai Feitian looked at Qing Feng with an angry face, even if he was scolded just now, he was not so angry.

Because in his heart, his swordsmanship is no one comparable to himself except for his own master.

Even those old ancestors of the sect said that he was extremely talented in sword cultivation, and if his cultivation was as powerful as those old ancestors, he would definitely be able to dominate the ancient martial arts.

Swordsmanship is what he can be most proud of in his mind.

It was also the point where he could stand out among so many suitors of that woman.

This is what he is most proud of.

But now he is being told by Qingfeng that his swordsmanship is not good, how can he stand it?

He is the young master of the Sword Sect, but the kendo genius who stood out among the tens of thousands of disciples was actually given swordsmanship by a seven-star earth honor.

If I were garbage, then there would be no one to use a sword in the ancient martial arts world!" Bai Feitian thought in his heart, and the anger on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"What's the matter?, still not convinced?" Qing Feng saw the anger on Bai Feitian's face, he smiled, he was willing to say that Bai Feitian's swordsmanship garbage was to see that Bai Feitian was still a manufacturable material, if it was someone else, Qing Feng would not want to say more.

And now seeing Bai Yunfei's angry expression, Qingfeng didn't have the idea of helping Bai Yunfei.

Good people! Let's do less of this kind of stuff in the future!

"Okay, don't put on an under-beaten face in front of me, anyway, that's what I said, believe it or not!" Qing Feng didn't care about Bai Feitian's anger at all, and stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the treatment fee and the medical fee!"

"Don't give it!" If Qing Feng hadn't said this sentence just now, Bai Feitian would not only give him treatment and medical expenses, but also give him a large amount of Lingyun as a thank you.

But now that Qing Feng said this, he questioned his swordsmanship, questioned his talent, and wanted to take money from him?

"Oh, don't give it?" Qing Feng heard Bai Feitian's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, although it seemed harmless to humans and animals, but that terrifying killing intent made the surrounding trees sway.

After being in the rivers and lakes for so long, Qingfeng saw someone stronger than himself for the first time, and he dared not to pay back his money.

"Boy, are you serious?" Qing Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

He was the only one who threatened others, and now he was threatened.

This feeling is really unpleasant!

"Of course!" Bai Feitian waved his big hand, and the long sword in the distance suddenly flew up and flew into his hand.

The long sword is wielded, with a hint of fairy energy, although it is wrapped in gauze, it also looks a little handsome and elegant.

This is indeed a genius who practices swords!

But it can't be denied that his swordsmanship is not as good as Qingfeng, and even less than the dead Tianze, the man who has comprehended the realm above the sword intent.

"It seems that you really can't fight if you don't fight!" Qingfeng touched his head, looking helpless.

To be honest, he really didn't want to fight because it was a waste of time, and he didn't have that much time to waste on a guy who was still his rival.

If it weren't for his identity, he was destined to have more spiritual essence on his body than others, even if that long sword sought Qing Feng's healing, Qing Feng would not be able to heal.

Money, Qingfeng still values this kind of thing.

"If you want to heal or something, then fight with me! Let me see how strong your swordsmanship is! If you defeat me, all the spiritual essence in my body is yours, if you lose......" Before Bai Feitian's words were finished, Qing Feng had already interrupted him.

"Come on, come on, don't go on!" Qing Feng waved his hand a little impatiently, making Bai Feitian very embarrassed.

This guy is really good! He broke all his first time!

The first time I was scolded, the first time I was interrupted, and the first time I was called swordsmanship rubbish!

Isn't this kid of the Seven Star Earth Venerable a little crazy!

"Don't think about what will happen if I lose!, you just need to think about whether your spirit is ready or not!" Qing Feng moved his body and smiled at Bai Feitian.

Hearing Qing Feng say this, he smiled disdainfully, although he was injured now and his strength had not fully recovered, it was more than enough to deal with a Seven-Star Earth Venerable!

A genius, no matter how weak his strength is, he can't lose to a Seven-Star Earth Venerable! Bai Feitian thought secretly and said loudly: "Since that's the case, then come on!"

"Boom!" As soon as Bai Feitian's words fell, Qing Feng's whole person shot out like a streamer, and with a flick of his hand, a cold light suddenly swept up.

This made Bai Feitian startled, he didn't expect Qing Feng's speed to be so fast, nor did he expect Qing Feng to be so shameless, and he didn't even tell himself when he made a move.

But he was also a true disciple of the Sword Sect, although he was injured, his combat experience did not decrease, he hurriedly swung his body and took a few steps back, and at the same time the long sword in his hand was waved.

"Ding!" a soft roar shook the surrounding space.

When two swords collide, the collision is not only the sword, but also the sword qi contained in the sword, as well as ......

Sword Intent!

"Bang!" At this time, Bai Feitian took a few steps back, away from Qingfeng.

He needed time to mobilize the true qi in his body and awaken his sword intent.

But Qing Feng didn't give him any chance, but quickly used his swordsmanship, and the short sword in his hand seemed to be assisted by frost!

"What a sharp swordsmanship!" Bai Feitian was extremely surprised when he saw Qing Feng's swordsmanship, he didn't expect Qing Feng's sword speed to be so fast, so fast that he couldn't even take it.

However, in this case, it will also reduce Qingfeng's defense, after all, he has already focused on attacking, and his defense will naturally be reduced.

"As long as I pull the distance out and can use the sword intent, I can kill him!"

This is Bai Feitian's self-confidence, and it is also the confidence of his sword intent.

No matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, with the bonus of sword intent, even if your swordsmanship is not very powerful, it will become extremely powerful.

Because it is the sword intent, it is the artistic conception, and it is the best proof that you can become a genius when you represent a field.

"Heavenly Sword!" Bai Feitian scolded, and a sword qi struck out from the long sword, instantly knocking Qing Feng more than ten meters away.

Although this distance seems to be short, it is enough for Bai Feitian, enough for him to mobilize the sword intent in his body, although it will not be very powerful, but it is enough to kill Qing Feng.

He clenched the long sword, wanting to sense the sword intent in his body, but before he could perceive it, Qing Feng's ghostly speed activated again.

He came to Bai Feitian, holding the short sword in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "It's all said, your swordsmanship is really bad!"