Ren Qingfeng looked at a translucent sword-shaped object in front of him.

This is his sword intent, the sword intent of the wind, which has metamorphosed from the golden stripes in front of him.

"This is my sword intent. ”

Ren Qingfeng's mind moved, and this sword intent instantly flew out.

"Boom!"

A mountain peak more than 1,000 meters high in the Valley of the Winds collapsed, and the falling stones were crushed to pieces by an invisible force.

"The way of the wind, invisible and fierce, is the strongest of all the elements in the world, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, snow, rain, light, thunder and lightning. ”

Ren Qingfeng nodded slightly, "Now I, with this sword intent alone, I can overwhelm the Fear Demon Emperor Trull." ”

Then, Ren Qingfeng's body shook, and a gust of wind blew, and layers of wind appeared on his body, sometimes whistling, sometimes quiet.

This is the armor of the wind, another use of the sword intent of the wind, with him, the ordinary fighting skills will be twisted by this armor before they can be effective.

Ren Qingfeng stood on the highest peak and said softly, "Qingfeng." ”

The wind flow throughout the canyon is a gentle breeze.

He said again, "Tempest." ”

The breeze suddenly became howling, and the wind was raging!

"Tornado. ”

Originally, a gust of wind suddenly gathered into a point, and then a violent air flow broke out instantly, grass, trees, mud and rocks, were all involved, this tornado was like a snowball, a few breaths were already thousands of meters high, thousands of pounds of rocks were thrown into the sky by a huge attraction, if this continues, the entire canyon will be flattened by this tornado.

Ren Qingfeng pressed his hand weakly, "The wind stops." ”

Suddenly, the originally violent wind suddenly stopped, as if it had never been before.

The rocks that had been swept up into the sky crackled and fell, and it rained rocks.

With Ren Qingfeng comprehending the sword intent of the wind, manipulating the wind has become one of his instincts.

Ren Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction and took out the Demon Emperor's Demon Pill.

"Now, let me refine this elixir. ”

The Spirit Transformation Skill was used again, and the True Qi slowly inhaled the essence of this magic single into his body.

In Ren Qingfeng's spiritual world, some of the pictures of the Fear Demon Emperor before his death reappeared.

Nothingness, killing, blood, fear!

A powerful energy erupted in his spiritual world.

Ren Qingfeng mobilized the sword intent.

"Wind Sword Intent, Annihilation!"

"Whew!"

A monstrous wind blew in Ren Qingfeng's spiritual world, frantically sweeping through the Fear Demon Emperor's pre-existing consciousness.

One by one, the pictures were blown away by the strong wind, and then more pictures followed, and the sword intent of the wind and the consciousness of the demon emperor started a tug-of-war.

In this process, Ren Qingfeng's body, spirit, and true qi continued to become stronger, and the essence of the magic single in his hand became less and less.