Chapter Seventy-One: The Sword of the End

"A bunch of rubbish, the Epee Gate has today, all because they're useless. Jian Feng's face was also a little ugly, but he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, the three elders of the Heavy Sword Sect were all lost in the hands of the same person.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as the Heavy Sword Sect is here, it will still be a powerful sect, and it will not decline!" Jian Feng suddenly smiled again, as long as he was still in the day, this Heavy Sword Sect would still be a powerful sect.

"City Lord, City Lord Qiu!" The other two battle masters also came here with Sun Yang, along with Han Chong, he insisted on coming, even if Sun Yang told him that it was dangerous here, he still insisted, and in the end Sun Yang could only compromise.

And after the two more battle masters, Sun Yang believed that it would be impossible for the Heavy Sword Gate to make any more big waves, so he had no objection.

And after coming here again at this time, Sun Yang was also stunned, on the side of the Heavy Sword Gate, only Jian Feng was still standing in the air, and the other three elders all fell to the ground, obviously becoming a corpse, lifeless.

Opening his mouth, Sun Yang didn't say anything, although he had expected this result, but he didn't expect that the people on the City Lord's Mansion would win so quickly.

Now there is only Jianfeng left, with Qiu Hong here, it is expected that he will not be able to make any waves, and now everyone is relieved.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect it, for my Heavy Sword Gate, you have dispatched so many people, and you really look up to my Heavy Sword Gate, but if I absorb all your spiritual power, I guess I can advance to the third-order Battle Soul Realm in one fell swoop!" Jian Feng glanced at everyone and smiled faintly.

"Don't be ashamed, you better think about how to save your life first!" Jun Xian shouted, he couldn't see some people pretending to be calm, and there was no one in his eyes.

"Hehe!" Jian Feng smiled and didn't speak.

"Everyone, let's do it together and solve it as quickly as possible!" Jun first shouted to the other battle masters, to assist Qiu Hong in his attack and kill Jian Feng.

"Kill!" Qiu Hong took the lead.

Although these warriors said that they could help him make a move, they actually had to rely on him to kill Jian Feng by himself, because the gap between the warrior and the battle soul was indeed too big, and even a ninth-order warrior could not kill the battle soul powerhouse.

Sun Yang and Han Chong watched on the side, in fact, they shouldn't have appeared here, Han Chong was just a fighter, and Sun Yang didn't even open the pulse gate, so he was likely to be injured by the aftermath of the battle of the battle spirit powerhouse.

However, such a big battle is really rare, in this small city of Qiu, it will not even happen once in decades, and now that everyone is besieging Jian Feng together, their danger has been reduced to the extreme, so the two of them decided to watch the battle of the battle spirit powerhouse here.

It is impossible for the two of them to perform such amazing moves now, but this level of combat, even if they only absorb a little, will be of infinite benefit to them now.

Jian Feng held the Evil Qi and Blood Sword in his hand, and his attack was more fierce than Qiu Hong's, while those warriors stood on the sidelines, looking for an opportunity to make a move, wanting to let Jian Feng be hit hard by a single blow.

It is impossible for them to compare with Qiu Hong, they can't compete with the battle spirit powerhouse, and they can't even stay in the air for a long time, they can only hope that the sword blade will be flawed.

At that time, if they attack again, they may injure Jian Feng, and second, they can attract Jian Feng's attention and create an opportunity for Qiu Hong to kill Jian Feng.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Jian Feng shouted, and the long sword in his hand flew out, as the backbone of many spiritual power long swords, slashing towards Qiu Hong.

"Breaking the mountain!" Qiu Hong burst out of his mouth, only to see him holding a war hammer and slashing down, and the war hammer smashed into those long swords with the momentum of breaking the mountain.

Airplanes~~~!

The long sword groaned softly, and was knocked to the ground by Qiu Hong's war hammer.

"Come back!" Sword Blade's five fingers opened, and a suction force poured out of his hand, regaining the blood sword in his hand.

"Kill!"

Qiu Hong was like thunder, holding a war hammer and going straight to the edge of the sword, not giving him a move of ten thousand swords in one, after all, the power of that move was indeed too great, if there was such a strange evil blood sword as a guide, it was estimated that the power would be even greater.

In fact, the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" performed by Jian Feng is a fifth-class combat skill, and it is divided into two stages, such a combat skill does not exist even in some first-class forces, I don't know where this sword blade came from.

And although the highest-level combat skill that Qiu Hong mastered was also a fifth-level combat skill, it was too consuming of spiritual power, and he would not use it under normal circumstances, otherwise if the opponent was allowed to dodge, then he would completely fall into a passive situation.

Seeing Qiu Hong rushing towards Jian Feng, Jun Xian quickly understood what he meant, and also rushed towards Jian Feng, he was the strongest of these battle masters, and only he could block one or two of Jian Feng's blows.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself!" Jian Feng snorted coldly, it would never be possible for the battle soul to understand how strong the strength of the battle soul powerhouse was, although he only stepped into the first-order battle soul realm with half a foot, but it was definitely impossible for Jun Xian to resist.

Although Qiu Hong immediately attacked the sword blade, it was still a step too late, the sword blade had been immersed in this skill for many years, and now after entering the battle soul realm, it was like an arm swing, and he quickly completed the integration of many spiritual power swords, and attached them to the evil qi and blood sword.

Amazing spiritual power fluctuations emanated from the blood sword, Qiu Hong knew that it was too late, so he no longer blocked it, but waited for it, at this time, he couldn't care so much, he could only use the same fifth-order combat skills to compete, otherwise there was only one way to lose.

However, although Qiu Hong stopped, this did not mean that Jun Xian would also stop, he still castrated and flew towards the sword blade.

This kind of evenly matched confrontation, as long as he causes a little trouble to Jian Feng, it is estimated that in the next battle, Qiu Hong will be able to take it down with the momentum of thunder.

"Get out of the way!" Jian Feng held the sword in one hand and waved at Jun Xian with the other: "Jumping beam clown, dare to jump in front of me!"

"Poof!"

Jun Xian spit out a mouthful of blood, and Jian Feng just hit a spiritual power exercise with one hand, which made him powerless to parry, and he was injured instantly, which made him feel shocked in his heart, the battle spirit powerhouse, it was really not what he could imagine.

Although he usually has a lot of contact with Qiu Hong, Qiu Hong has not really made a full attack for many years, so he can't be sure what the strength of the battle spirit powerhouse is, in this case, he immediately suffered a big loss.

"All retreat, leave the battlefield to the city lord!" Jun retreated first, and said to several battle masters, this kind of battle is really not something they can interfere in.

...... (To be continued...... )