In fact, Qin Feng didn't hate Yan Blade, although this person was a little narrow-minded, he was more like a thousand blades in personality, but he had less experience and setbacks.

Good knives are sharpened, and Qin Feng doesn't mind being that whetstone.

"Kill!" Yan Blade finally moved, raising his knife towards Qin Feng to kill, his sword intent became sharper, as if everything that stood in his way could be destroyed.

Qin Feng rolled his arms around the Sealing Spirit Lock, and once again faced the Full Moon Scimitar, the two collided, and the blood on Yan Blade's hand splashed, but he didn't have any intention of retreating, the knife intent was raised a notch again, and he slashed towards Qin Feng hard.

Qin Feng also shouted, Yan Jian seemed to have changed from a person just now, and the sword intent he slashed out actually had some shadows of a thousand blades.

Bang bang, the two of them couldn't contact each other for a breath of time, and by the time the figures separated, they had already exchanged more than a hundred moves.

Yan Blade's tiger mouth kept flowing blood, and Qin Feng's clothes were also cut by the sword qi, and several blood marks appeared.

Yan Blade's attention had already focused on the Full Moon Scimitar in his hand, and he no longer thought about how to humiliate Qin Feng, which had instead increased his combat power a lot.

"I have been practicing by the side of the Great Elder since I was a child, helping him refine the Three Yin Demon Killing Knife, although I can't condense the Three Yin Qi, but his sword intent has been passed on to me......"

"Qin Feng, the people of the whole sect think that I used the pills to pile up the pills, but how do they know, those pills are just used to make up for the injuries I suffered from refining the Three Yin Qi, I relied on my own strength to condense the Golden Pill!"

Qin Feng heard Yan Blade's words and said, "Every Tianjiao has grown up in hardship, no one is an exception, no matter how unbearable your past is, no one will care, they only care about how brilliant your present is!"

"Yes, they only care about how bright we are now!"

Yan Jian seemed to have an understanding, and his gaze towards Qin Feng also became different.

"Qin Feng, you are the first person I admire, but today you and I still have to divide the winner. I know that I am no match for you when I unlock the spirit lock, but I will at least defeat you with the shackles!"

"Then come on!" Qin Feng held the chains, his feet on the ground, his whole body, and the battle intent poured down like a flood.

The battle intent is so strong, no one can match Qin Feng, he is the one who can carry it under the sword intent of a thousand blades.

"One move will determine the victory, kill!" Yan Jian was not to be outdone, and his sword intent exploded and rushed into the air. It is somewhat similar to the last knife of the Thousand Sons.

The two met in mid-air, and the surrounding mountains rumbled, and the mountain they were on could not bear the pressure and shattered.

Then it was crushed into powder by the fighting spirit of the two, and the originally raised mountain peak was stubbornly wiped flat by the two.

The monk of the Sword Sect sensed the battle between the two and suddenly felt bad.

Qian Bladezi's face changed even more, and immediately the figure flashed, rushing towards the peak where Qin Feng was.

And in mid-air, there was an extra knife mark on Qin Feng's chest, the skin and flesh rolled up, and the knife intent rolled in Qin Feng's body, and the blood flowed sideways, and it fell like rain.

In Yan Blade's hand, only half of the Full Moon Scimitar remained, and half of it had already fallen on a mountain peak in the distance, smashing into the mountain and blasting out a large hole.

"I lost, but I won't keep losing, next time I'm going to kill you!" Yan Blade lost the Full Moon Scimitar, now he doesn't need a knife, the knife is sharper than any magic weapon in his heart!

"As long as you have the ability!"

Qin Feng laughed, and when he was about to fall back to the mountain peak, a fierce sword aura suddenly flew out of thin air.

"Who?" Qin Feng shouted.

But the sword qi was not aimed at him at all, the sword qi was extremely fast, and in a flash, it passed through Yan Blade's eyebrows, Yan Blade's eyes were round, and he couldn't believe it was true until he died.

It's over, Qin Feng secretly complained, he couldn't tell it now.

The monks of the Sword Sect arrived one by one, and witnessed Yan Blade's corpse fall from mid-air, in the center of his eyebrows, there was a fist-sized sword hole, the sea of consciousness in the skull was destroyed, and the soul was annihilated, and he was too dead to die anymore.

This scene fell in the eyes of the monks of the Sword Sect, they all gritted their teeth, and one after another sharp gazes swept over and landed on Qin Feng's expressionless face.

"Qin Feng, you are so bold, under the surveillance of us and others, you still dare to commit murder!"

The three elders were the first to come to the mountain peak, blocking Qin Feng's escape path, his eyes were cold, and he asked in a cold voice.

At this time, the others also fell down and surrounded Qin Feng, all of them looking at Qin Feng viciously.

Finally, Thousand Blades walked out of the crowd, staring at the change in the expression on Qin Feng's face.

However, what disappointed him was that after Qin Feng's initial surprise, he immediately returned to normal, as calm as a windless lake, and let him live for hundreds of years, without the slightest clue.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?" asked Senjiko.

Qin Feng replied, "I just want to say that Yan Blade was not killed by me, whether you believe it or not. ”

The three elders on the side sneered, he asked people to find the bloody corpse of Yan Blade, pointed to the fist-sized sword hole on his forehead and said:

"The disciples of my Sword Sect all use knives, but you are the only outsider who uses swords, not you killed them, is there anyone else here?"

Qin Feng's one-eyed gaze stared at the three elders, as if the real gaze made the three elders feel extremely uncomfortable, and subconsciously released the primordial infant aura, which in turn suppressed Qin Feng.

It wasn't until Thousand Blades looked at him suspiciously that he realized that he had lost his temper and immediately restrained his breath.

Qin Feng faced the gaze of everyone, and said without humility or arrogance: "You are in the secret realm, how can you rule out that it was not done by the people of the Heavenly Alliance, not to mention that Qin Mou has a spirit sealing lock, and he can't use it at all, how can this sword be my doing......

"No matter how unbearable Yan Blade is, his cultivation is also in the middle stage of the Dan Dynasty, with my cultivation, how can it be possible to pierce his head with a sword, can you turn a blind eye to these doubts?"

The Third Elder said angrily: "Now we are questioning you, not you are questioning us, who knows what secret method you have, which can bypass the Sealing Spirit Lock and cast it." ”

The third elder seemed to have thought of something, his eyes searched the crowd, found the Jiedan monk who was guarding Qin Feng, and pointed at his face, "Tell me, why did Yan Jian come here?"

The monk did not dare to hide it, and told the whole story as it was.

When the Third Elder heard that Yan Jian was here to challenge Qin Feng, a smile flashed on his face, and this smile did not escape Qin Feng's eyes, but unfortunately Qin Feng couldn't do anything now.

The Third Elder continued: "How about it, Yan Blade came to challenge you, and you did fight with him, so let me ask you how you fought against Yan Blade when you were trapped by the Spirit Sealing Lock......