Qin Feng suddenly discovered that it was a wise thing not to kill Cao Yi. Rather than let him die without pain, it is better to live in humiliation, lustful for half his life, and the result can only be seen but not done, which is definitely the most painful torture for Cao Yi!

In the following decades, Cao Yi was also humiliated because of this, held a grudge against Qin Feng, and used all kinds of conspiracies and poisonous schemes, coercing and luring Qin Feng's relatives and friends, and almost designed to kill Qin Feng, but this is all a later story, so let's not mention it for the time being.

"Boy, if you want to challenge the young talents of the Evil Alliance, you must first defeat me!"

The monk of the Evil Alliance walked towards Qin Feng with his fists rubbing his fists, the bronze sword in his hand was wiped with blood, and he was ready to kill.

"Isn't it, kill your little minion, the real person in charge, dare to show up!" Qin Feng's eyes were full of disdain, ignoring the threat of the cultivators of the Evil Alliance, and his eyes looked directly at the middle-aged monks and the monks of the Canglan Sect.

Qin Feng was keenly aware that this middle-aged man had a good relationship with Cao Yi, and his status in the Evil Alliance was also very high, so he should be the leader of this battle.

Don't look over, Qin Feng continued to look at the monks of the Canglan Sect, and also found a white-haired monk with an indifferent expression, he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and expressionless, ignoring Qin Feng's words at all.

Seeing an old man, Qin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he found in a trance that this old man was actually linked to the entire heaven and earth, without any flaws, and was an extremely dangerous person.

"Hehe, win me first, boy, dare to fight me!"

The cultivator of the Evil Punishment Alliance smiled fiercely, and his body turned into a silver lightning bolt, cutting through the sky, mixed with a sharp wind whistle, and slashed towards Qin Feng.

The strength of the young man is indeed good, and he is considered a medium cultivator among the geniuses of the Evil Alliance, and he is also a first-class genius in the outside world, and many monks of the older generation are not his opponents.

"Qianyun's cultivation has improved a lot, it is not a loss to be an elite disciple of the Evil Alliance, compared to the senior brothers of the Canglan Sect, such terrifying qualifications!"

The disciples of the Canglan Sect, through a short period of contact, obviously knew this young man, and felt the other party's fierce attack, and their hearts were shocked.

"Yes, to be able to truly transform into a form, such qualifications are worth cultivating!" Cao Zhengfeng, the deputy leader of the Evil Alliance who had been closing his eyes, looked slightly moved, and couldn't help but admire.

Hearing his uncle's admiration for others, Cao Yi's resentful eyes were extremely cold, he who had lost his qualifications and the fundamentals of a man, was now a waste, everyone looked at themselves with a strange gaze, and he was afraid that his uncle would be extremely disappointed.

"Yi'er, don't mind, when the Evil Alliance officially stabilizes, my uncle will personally go to the Canglan Sect, take down their Zhendian Dragon Ball, and give you bone healing!" Cao Zhengfeng felt Cao Yi's dim gaze, his expression moved slightly, and he sighed in a low voice.

Although Cao Yi is only Cao Zhengfeng's nephew, he is regarded by the other party as his own, Cao Yi was destroyed like this, although Cao Zhengfeng is indifferent on the surface, the killing intent in his heart is no less than Cao Yi.

"Uncle doesn't have to comfort me, the Canglan Sect's Zhendian Dragon Ball is regarded as a treasure by the other party, how can it be easily borrowed!" Hearing his uncle's words, Cao Yi was moved to tears, and then shook his head bitterly.

If you want to know that the result of going out of the mountain is to be cut off the stick, Cao Yi would rather stay in the dim mountain forever.

"Borrow, why bother to borrow, one day, the head of the Canglan faction will kneel down and kowtow and beg to let me be subordinate. Yi'er, don't worry, this time, your uncle is no longer by your side, just bear it if you can, and don't have a conflict with anyone!" Cao Zhengfeng frowned slightly, and his expression was slightly gentle.

Cao Yi's heart froze, he suddenly raised his head, and said excitedly, "Uncle, what do you mean ............?"

According to the meaning of his uncle Cao Zhengfeng, he obviously wanted to overthrow the Canglan faction and establish himself as the king, and even establish his own dark forces in the Evil Alliance.

After getting this news, how could Cao Yi not be excited in his heart, once his uncle ascended to the leader of the alliance and the master of the Canglan faction, he would be the master of the young sect, what a majesty it was, since he was crippled, no one dared to provoke him, what was the short-term humiliation for the sake of the future!

"Yi'er, ............ you" Cao Zhengfeng was about to explain something to Cao Yi, but his expression changed drastically and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Feng's battlefield.

A trembling aura spread rapidly, and everyone had the illusion of trembling, as if in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color!

At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly moved, a long sword suddenly flashed in his hand, his fingers struck the hilt, and the sword momentum was constantly being nurtured, and it seemed that although it was possible to burst out with the most powerful attack.

"That kid, what a sharp sword dao artistic conception, this is a half-step sword momentum!" The old man of the Canglan Sect raised his head suddenly, his eyes burst out with a brilliant white light, and he stared at Qin Feng intently.

The elite disciples of the Canglan Sect were also shocked to close their mouths, and they were horrified to find that Qin Feng's body slowly disappeared, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a divine sword that opened into the sky.

At this moment, Qin Feng is the sword, and the sword is Qin Feng, a sharp and impermanent sword!

Shrouded in killing intent, the monks of the Evil Alliance were so frightened that the kid on the opposite side actually comprehended the sword momentum, which was an existence that even the monks of the Mortal Realm could not comprehend.

Sword momentum is a high starting point realm division of kendo cultivation, only by comprehending sword potential, can you be called a kendo grandmaster, and it is possible to buy at a higher level, sword intent.

A genius who comprehends the sword momentum and does not comprehend the sword momentum cannot speak at the same time at all, it can be said for sure that the monks of the same level duel, the monks who comprehend the sword momentum, can kill a large number of geniuses who have not comprehended the sword momentum, which is the innate suppression of the king's sword.

Unless the opponent abandons the sword path and bare hands, he can get rid of the suppression and weakening of the sword momentum, but the average swordsman, all his cultivation is above the sword, so he will only die faster if he gives up the sword.

"It's just a half-step sword momentum, it's really good, but if you want to fight Lao Tzu with the immortal root realm, it's still very tender!"

Qianyun was not bad, he woke up from the shock in an instant, and his body also turned into a fierce sword light, slashing a pitch-black crack in the sky, and slashing towards Qin Feng, who was advancing extremely fast.

At this time, there was not the slightest fear in Qianyun's eyes, but he was a little excited, as if he had seen the scene where Qin Feng would instantly fall apart and vomit blood to death with a swing of his sword.

He had never seen a monk at the level of an immortal root, so arrogant, daring to challenge a monk who had lost his temper, and was so fearless!

If Qin Feng can be killed with one sword, Qianyun is afraid that he will be famous in an instant, after all, there have been very few sword cultivators for thousands of years, once Qin Feng is killed, Qianyun will undoubtedly be famous!

"If you want to kill Ben Shao, you are also worthy!"

Qin Feng raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent, the corners of his mouth lifted a trace of sneer, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

Shout!

The figure flickered, Qin Feng and Qianyun staggered, and in an instant, the dust flew, rolling up a thousand storms, and everyone was blinded by the dust.

Tick, tick!

Qin Feng and Qianyun stood with their backs to each other, the two of them still maintained the posture of drawing their swords, and on the blades of both sides, blood was constantly dripping, as if time stood still, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

"Who...... Who...... Who wins...... Who's defeated!"

The monks of the Canglan faction peeked at each other, the two of them were too fast, and they were still surrounded by the storm, and the dust had settled, but they could no longer distinguish who won and who lost. (To be continued.) )