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"Heavy sword!"

"Compare your sword with me!"

"I'll teach you how to be a man later!"

"No, it's to teach you how to be a ghost!"

For the way of the heavy sword, Su Qi was full of confidence.

The way of the heavy sword lies in the strength of the body, and he cultivates the Negative Yue Sutra by himself, and among opponents of the same level, he has not yet found an opponent who can match him.

As for Ye Feng, who cultivated the way of the heavy sword, he was not his opponent.

Su Qi got up from his seat and walked to the ring, the wind was calm, it seemed that what was waiting for him in the ring was not a Tianjiao on the hidden dragon list, but an unknown junior.

The moment Su Qi stepped into the ring, Ye Feng's eyes lit up with raging fire.

"Su Qi, are you ready to accept this defeat?"

Ye Feng snorted, the heavy sword in his hand pointed at the sky, the sword body was under the sun, flashing with dark black light, and the palpitating power circulated on the sword body.

"Give me a defeat?"

"You're not qualified enough!"

Su Qi shook his head gently, his faint disdainful eyes were like looking at a stunned boy.

"You ......"

"Sharp teeth!"

"It won't take ten breaths, and you'll beg for mercy under my sword!"

"Draw your sword!"

Su Qi shrugged.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

"If you sneak attack, maybe there will be some chances, but now...... Gee...... Look at my heavy sword!"

I saw a flash of silver light in the storage ring on Su Qi's hand, and the heavy sword suddenly appeared in Su Qi's palm.

"Damn, what did Uncle Xiao take out of his crotch?"

"It's so big, it's so dark! It must be a peerless artifact!"

"This thing deserves to be called a heavy sword, so ugly!"

"It's obviously just a brick, don't talk nonsense!"

When the sword spirit heard the inner disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect call him a brick mover, he almost fell directly from mid-air.

This seat is a famous sword!

Famous Sword!

You stinky boys, do you know what a famous sword is?

At this time, the sword spirit was eager to write the words "famous sword" on his sword body.

It's not my pot to be ugly!

Su Qi lightly stepped on his toes in the ring, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the ring.

Get in shape like the wind!

In the next moment, Su Qi appeared in front of Ye Feng, as if he had directly ignored the spatial distance.

"So fast!"

Seeing Su Qi's posture, this was the first thought in Ye Feng's mind.

Unable to dodge, this was the second thought in Ye Feng's mind.

Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was extremely solemn, and he knew that he had underestimated Su Qi.

However, Su Qi's body technique is fast, but his sword is even faster, as if his cultivation is not the way of the heavy sword at all, but the way of the fast sword.

The heavy sword left two afterimages in the void, drawing a strange arc and slashing towards the top of Ye Feng's head.

In the face of a sword that was powerful and swift as the wind, all Ye Feng could do was bend his legs slightly, and the heavy sword in his hand was raised, blocking in front of Su Qi.

Boom!

The two heavy swords collided head-on, making a sound like a loud bell, like thunder in the sky, like a bell ringing, shaking the eardrums of the outer disciples.

A terrifying aura fluctuation erupted from the place where the two heavy swords collided, and the flat bluestone slab on the ring was crushed in an instant, and the ruins were scattered, and dense cracks could be clearly seen, like spider webs.

Click, click!

The bluestone slab on the sole of Ye Feng's feet had been crushed into powder by the terrifying power at some point, but Ye Feng's legs couldn't help but bend constantly, as if he was carrying a Thousand Jun Taishan on his body.

Heavy!

Heavy!

Heavy!

The terrifying power came from the heavy sword, making Ye Feng feel as if he was being suppressed by Mount Tai, and even the depths of his bones seemed to be wailing.

Epee!

This is the real epee!

For some reason, Ye Feng felt that the heavy sword he had cultivated before seemed to be completely wrong, and only this sword that Su Qi used was the true meaning of the heavy sword.

"Ye Feng, can you admit defeat?"

Ye Feng clenched his teeth, and the bones in his body let out a soft tremble, as if every light tremor in the bones was a wail, begging for mercy.

"I ...... No...... Recognize...... Lose ......"

Ye Feng seemed to use his strength to eat milk before he said these four words!

The arrogance in his heart will never allow him to admit defeat, even if he dies in the ring, he will never admit defeat like Su Qi.

"Since you don't admit defeat, then I'll fight until you admit defeat!"

"Town!"

Su Qi spat lightly, and cast the three styles of the heavy sword, and suddenly an invisible pressure fell on Ye Feng's body.

This terrifying power was twice as much as before, so that Ye Feng, who was already on the edge of the cliff, could no longer resist such a terrifying force.

Click, click!

Click, click!

The sound of bones shattering erupted from Ye Feng's body, like fried beans, clearly audible, making it seem that all the monks could really see the scene of broken bones.

Boom!

The heavy sword in Su Qi's hand fell heavily to the ground, and Ye Feng, whose bones were crushed all over his body, seemed to fall under the heavy sword like a puddle of mud.

Hiss -

Everyone gasped!

It's horrible!

Before this fight, no one was optimistic that Su Qi would be able to win.

After all, Su Qi's opponent was once the Tianjiao on the Hidden Dragon List, although Ye Feng was at the bottom of the Hidden Dragon List, but it was also the Tianjiao of the Hidden Dragon List.

However, reality slapped them in the face.

Ye Feng, who was arrogant before, was so fragile, even more cowardly, and was crushed into a puddle of mud without any resistance in front of Su Qi.

Just when everyone exclaimed that Su Qi was hiding the truth, a figure full of murderous intent suddenly appeared in front of Su Qi's body, and a heavy palm fell.

When Master Lin saw this scene, his eyes were suddenly cracked.

"Ximen Feng, you dare!"

A terrifying roar erupted from the mouth of Master Lin, like an angry lion, thunderous and stormy.

But Master Lin's reaction was half a beat slower, Ximen Feng was a strong man after all, and he took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned, and he deceived himself and approached Su Qi.

Lin Zhangmen was not unguarded against Ximen Feng, but he didn't expect Ximen Feng to be so shameless and act on a junior in the congenital stage.

Although this is only a Yuanying incarnation of Ximen Feng, in terms of cultivation, it is probably only the peak of Jiedan.

But even if there is only the cultivation of the peak of the Jiedan, it is definitely not an existence that Su Qi can resist.

Ximen Feng's palm pressed heavily, and a big vitality hand slapped towards Su Qi, like a fly.

Ximen Feng was condescending, his eyes were indifferent and ruthless, like an emotionless heavenly knife, staring at the ants, crushing the past with an irresistible momentum.

The revenge of the people cannot be avenged.