Despite the verbal ridicule and abuse, however, the sword spirit incarnation 'heart' is still a little surprised, this sword spirit followed the sword master and fought against the Eight Desolations, it can be said that he is well-informed, and he is still relatively clear about the strength of the monk, so he naturally knows where the limit of the strength of the qi practitioner level is.

In fact, under the congenital level, the cultivator at the level of Qi Cultivator was like an ant in the eyes of the Jindan Realm, but Qin Feng's performance exceeded his expectations, and he was able to withstand his several horizontal attacks in a row. Especially the violent blow before, that is, the general innate realm will fall directly, but I didn't expect that this was just the too weak remnant of the innate strength to actually bear it.

This made the proud sword spirit feel very shameless.

"Your dying throes are useless. Too vain remnant of the bedbug!" Sword Spirit transformed into a playful face, "I like to see you bed bugs dying and struggling, do you think I can't see that you are secretly healing again? useless! Damn the remnant! Your struggle is in vain, tsk!"

Qin Feng ignored the abuse and humiliation of 'this person', he desperately seized all the time and opportunity to recover his strength, for this kind of guy who thinks he has the chance to win and talks nonsense, Qin Feng has only one comment, that is, 'stupid'!

In his previous life, in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, with the strength of the Canghai Holy Monarch, Qin Feng was decisive in the face of any opponent, and he would kill if he said he would, and he would never talk more nonsense to the other party.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his might!

This is not only a famous saying on the earth, but also a golden rule in the world of cultivating immortals that are deceitful and bloody.

Qin Feng had already judged the true strength of this sword spirit transformation, above the innate level, under the realm of Jindan, with his current strength, he was indeed unable to defeat the other party.

However, Qin Feng was waiting for an opportunity.

His divine sense was in contact with Xiaoice, when he resisted the opponent's tyrannical blow before, the ancient sword was taken off, which was actually intentional, and now, the key to whether he can turn the game around is on Xiaoice's body.

"Xiaoice, did you find it?"

"That old miscellaneous man has protected the natal sword weapon, I need to get closer!"

Qin Feng can even feel Xiaoice's trembling when he 'speaks', he is only a yellow-level middle-level sword spirit, and the gap between the earth-level middle-level sword spirit is really huge, although this sword spirit incarnate natal sword weapon should have been greatly traumatized, the strength was damaged, and the coercion was much smaller, but it still had a huge impact on Xiaoice, which was the coercion generated by the huge strength gap.

Qin Feng let Xiaoice know that what he was looking for was the true life sword weapon incarnated by the sword spirit, and through the calculation of the strength of the sword spirit's incarnation, the sword spirit's true life sword weapon must have been extremely damaged, and even could not be triggered, so this sword spirit had to abandon the body and appear in shape.

Qin Feng didn't know what the damage and injury of this sword spirit's natal sword qi was, but he was extremely sure of one thing, that is, when the natal sword weapon was completely destroyed and fell, the sword spirit would be fatally hit, even if it would not fall immediately, it would not be possible to pose a threat to him.

For Qin Feng, sneaking up on the Natal Sword Weapon transformed by the Sword Spirit was his only chance!

Hear Xiaoice's request.

Qin Feng, who was like a bloody man, exuded a cruel look in his eyes.

This time, he took the initiative!

The three-life quenching formula in the body was running wildly, and the finger shadows in the sky fell suddenly, and the fingers brought a crazy spiritual power storm and shattered the void!

A fierce storm enveloped the fingers in the sky and fell, the sword spirit transformed into eyes with a look of disdain, and a void sword shadow was displayed, directly smashing Qin Feng's finger shadow, and the fierce sword qi storm in front of him also instantly melted Qin Feng's finger strength!

"Hmph, don't think about it!" the sword spirit sneered.

But he didn't notice that at the same time as Qin Feng struck with all his strength, the rolling storm brought up a crazy roll of white bones all over the ground, and under the white bones, the ancient sword god unknowingly moved forward dozens of zhang, close to the sarcophagus.

Qin Feng flew back upside down again, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and he struggled to get up from the ground, almost unable to stand, his eyes flashing with a crazy and bloodthirsty look.

"Found it!" Qin Feng's slightly excited 'voice' came Xiaoice from Qin Feng's divine sea, "Damn old Zamao, it's quite cunning, this girl was almost fooled!" On top of the sarcophagus, there are countless long swords, some of which are broken swords, one of the broken swords, Xiaoice felt the breath of the sword spirit, but she cautiously continued to investigate, but after the sarcophagus, in the direction of the altar, under the white bones, he felt another trace of the sword spirit breath, and then Xiaoice 'found' half of the sword handle, the entire sword handle was full of cracks, and it seemed that it was about to break apart at any time, this is where the sword spirit incarnate the natal sword weapon is! He used the white bones to cover his breath, conceal his form, and protect his natal sword weapon. At the same time, this also explains why the strength of this sword spirit transformation is so vain, the two ends of the head and the tail are almost shattered, and after years of erosion, it is only one step away from destruction.

"Are you sure?" Qin Feng asked.

"I need you to distract that old fellow!" Xiaoice's tone was cold.

"Okay!" Qin Feng's eyes exuded a resolute and crazy look.

"It's too vain, I don't have time to play with you, so I'll send you on the road to meet those old bugs. "The Sword Spirit Transformation seemed to be enraged by Qin Feng's active attack just now, and decided to give Qin Feng the final blow!

"If you want my life, it's not that easy!" Qin Feng's expression was extremely hideous, his eyes, face, and whole body, blood continued to fall.

As soon as his voice fell.

The spiritual power that was barely gathered again was mobilized frantically!

The right hand refers to the sword, the fingertips are the tip of the sword, and the phalanges are the body of the sword!

Extremely crazy speed is carved in the air, and at the same time, his left hand changes at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye!

Sword seals and runes morphed into a sword formation in midair.

In this sword array, the ancient swords were colorful, and the swords were sparkling, filled with terrifying fluctuations.

It was the Three-Life Sword Formation he had used before!

In the end, in the void, the shadow of a bloody man appeared, it was Qin Feng's shadow, and with this last blow, he was extremely crazy, using his seriously injured body as a sword to urge the three-life sword formation!

The sword qi storm in the entire space was detonated by Qin Feng's crazy moves!

Qin Feng's body was instantly surrounded by sword qi, and at the same time, the sword spirit transformation suddenly found that his body was surrounded by that sword qi.

Boundless sword qi fell from the slam and tore through the void, and the power was boundless.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the sword spirit transformation, he didn't expect that this too void remnant of the innate strength that he didn't put in his eyes, with a dying blow, would actually be able to burst out with such strength!

"In the name of the sea!" the voice of madness resounded through the void.

A dazzling light rushed into the sky, and in the light, the blood-colored figure was like a sealed demon, and with his sword, it tore through the surging sword qi storm, and swept madly towards the sea of bones behind the sarcophagus platform...... That's where the broken hilt is!

The hiding place of the natal true body of the sword spirit incarnation!

"Thief daring?!" the sword spirit transformation erupted into an earth-shattering roar.