Shang Gu's speed was far from the level that Lei Yilian had shown before, and his movements were also very soft, but there was still an indescribable domineering aura rippling out of his gestures, as if as long as he stood on the battlefield, he was the master of the entire world.

After a while, Shang Gu finally came to Qu Feng's body, and the Jian Sword in his hand was gently handed out towards Qu Feng's chest, even if it was bathed in the sun, the somewhat dim sword body could not reflect too strong light, but it was this simplicity that made Qu Feng's heart feel cold.

Shang Gu's speed of attack was not too fast, it stands to reason that with Qu Feng's reaction ability, it would not be difficult to dodge this sword, but for some reason, Qu Feng felt that he couldn't dodge it at this moment

Looking at the tip of the sword that was approaching his chest inch by inch, Qu Feng was slightly stunned, and the power of the Holy Soul shook violently, only then did he wake up from the strange state before, his body was facing the right side, and then he narrowly let go of the tip of Jian Jian's sword.

There was a chill in his back, it was cold sweat oozing out, Qu Feng couldn't imagine, if he hadn't recovered from that strange state at that moment, what would have been the result at this moment, maybe his heart had been pierced, right?

"It's a shame, I thought this battle was over. ”

The faint voice sounded in Qu Feng's ears, Shang Gu turned his wrist slightly, and Jian Jian's blade turned around and swept towards Qu Feng horizontally.

This sword also has no breath and no energy, unlike the attack of a peak powerhouse, but like in front of a tavern, a swordsman is defending his dignity with the long sword in his hand.

Qu Feng retreated quickly, in fact, he retreated as he sideways avoided the sword, but no matter how fast he retreated, he was still slow

Jian Jian sliced through his somewhat torn robe, sliced through his protective spiritual power, and left a deep wound on his chest, and the blood swayed in the air with a mist of blood.

Qu Feng widened the distance between him and Shang Gu, glanced at the wound on his chest, his brows furrowed tightly, he had been injured countless times, and there were countless wounds on his body, but none of the wounds were as painful as they were now, and he almost fainted.

The red blood continued to ooze from the wound, and Qu Feng bit the tip of his tongue violently, only then did he calm down a little, but before he could make any response, Shang Gu arrived again.

This time, it was still the tip of Jian Jian's sword that greeted Qu Feng, which was as simple and simple as before, but it made Qu Feng feel that he couldn't dodge it at all.

This negative thought was much stronger than the previous sword, which greatly slowed down Qu Feng's reaction speed, and when he woke up from that strange state, he only had time to let go of his body, and watched Jian Jian stab into his shoulder.

The sword didn't stab too deeply, at least not through Qu Feng's shoulder, but the pain he felt was so intense that it even made his heart flutter violently, and what was even more frightening was that he found that there was an invisible shackle on his body, and he couldn't break free.

"It seems that it is coming to an end"

A faint voice came out of Shang Gu's mouth, his expression was very calm, and he couldn't see a trace of joy after his success, as if he had already held the victory of this battle in his hands when he drew his sword.

That's right, after all, Shang Gu's cultivation is far above the qu style, and Jian Jian is a holy weapon, no matter from which point of view, he has no reason to fail.

But the next moment, his calm face changed.

The tip of Jian Jian's sword was still on Qu Feng's left shoulder, but at this moment, a burst of black mist suddenly gushed out of Qu Feng's body, and a strange and domineering aura came out with the agitation!

The distance between Shang Gu and Qu Feng was very close, and he felt the breath that came to his face very clearly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he faintly smelled the smell of danger, and at this time, he also saw that the appearance of Qu Feng in front of him had changed

Strange red streaks suddenly appeared on Qu Feng's face, his pupils turned red in an instant, and a violent and crazy aura rolled out.

"Humph!"

The many torn robes on his body were windless, Qu Feng snorted coldly, and without even looking at Jian Jian who was stabbed on his left shoulder, he pushed out the palm that condensed the black mang!

Shang Gu's face changed drastically again, he didn't know what kind of changes had happened to Qu Feng's body, but he felt that Qu Feng's spiritual power cultivation had improved!

Although the cultivation after the ascension has not yet reached the peak level of the Holy Spirit, it is only one step away from this level!

What does this mean?

The black energy suddenly exploded in front of him, and with Shang Gu's strength, he could only raise his other hand to block it in front of him at this time, but Rao was like this, he still couldn't completely dissolve the energy in it, and the huge impact hit his body hard, he only felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Before Jian Jian could advance towards Qu Feng's body, he shot out backwards with Shang Gu's body, and the strange thing was that the sword body was not dyed red, but a bead of blood dripped from the tip of the sword and dissipated in the air with the wind.

"Lord Saint King is injured?"

Although the mouthful of blood that Shang Gu spit out before was hidden under the shroud of black light, there were still many sharp-eyed people present who saw it, and they looked at the strange style at the moment, and they were stunned and didn't know what to say.

Shang Gu is the holy king of the Holy Army, the god of war of the Spirit Master Guild, he pulled out the sword that he never pulled, but he was still injured, and he was injured in Qu Feng's hand.

Fighting, getting injured, this is not too unacceptable, but everyone present still felt extremely shocked, because they suddenly found that the original Saint King would be injured, and it turned out that the Spirit Master Guild could really be challenged.

Shang Gu stabilized his body in the air, not paying attention to the shocked gazes of others, and he didn't even erase the blood from the corners of his mouth, he looked at Qu Feng deeply, and then smiled.

"Although I don't know what kind of changes have occurred in you, this is indeed a bit unexpected to me, you erased the gap in spiritual power, but I still hold the Jian Sword, as long as I hold it, I will not be defeated. ”

Qu Feng stared at Shang Gu tightly with a pair of red pupils, and said with a smile: "You rely too much on your spiritual weapons. ”

Shang Gu was slightly stunned, his expression became a little weird, and he smiled lightly: "Except for the elder adult, no one has ever spoken to me in such a tone, you are wrong, what I rely on is not Jian Jian, but strength and combat power, but to have a holy weapon without using it, it is not courage, but stupidity."

What should you do?"

Qu Feng said: "After casting the Beast Extreme Transformation, my spiritual power cultivation is only slightly worse than yours, and after seven years in the Death Valley, my combat ability is even stronger than yours, and your advantage seems to be only the holy weapon in your hand." ”

Although the battle was not a comparison of objective conditions, Shang Gu did not refute Qu Feng, but frowned slightly, he knew that Qu Feng had something to say next, and he was looking forward to what Qu Feng would say.

Qu Feng was silent for a while, and the smile on his face suddenly became much thicker, and he said, "What if I also have a holy weapon?"