"You want to fight the Lord of the Temple!"

The cold wind was slight, and the sky gradually darkened, Qin Feng slowly stopped the movements in his hand, and lowered the half-wiped long sword, but his eyes were as vast as stars.

From the other party's young body, Qin Feng felt a rather powerful aura, the kind of killing intent that made people tremble and shudder.

This person is definitely not simple, at least several times stronger than the previous Qianyun.

"Hall Master, who are you reporting your name, why do you have to defend the Ghost King Palace so much, you must understand that being an enemy of the Canglan Sect and the Evil Alliance is an enemy of the entire Heyuan County, you are so stubborn, have you ever thought about the consequences!"

The young man was a monk who came out of the Evil Alliance, he stood with his hands in his hands, his eagle-eyed eyes made people feel palpitations, although he was just standing, Qin Feng was extremely clear that the other party's murderous sword had been unsheathed.

This young man is very cautious, although he is extremely convinced in his heart, and firmly believes that dealing with Qin Feng is definitely a hand, but as soon as he comes up, he puts pressure on Qin Feng, trying to use psychological warfare to crush Qin Feng's will to resist.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, go back, psychological warfare is useless to this young master, I can't even understand the title of this hall master, it's really stupid to the extreme!"

The sword in Qin Feng's hand suddenly flipped over, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and he held the hilt of the sword in a wonderful posture, and the heavens and the earth were silent in an instant.

At this moment, Qin Feng's blood operation instantly fell to the lowest point, and it was connected to the entire Xichuan Grand Canyon as a whole, inseparable, Qin Feng is the sword, the sword is the canyon, and everyone has a creepy feeling!

"Why, Lao Tzu always feels like there is a deadly sword suspended above his head!" The monks of the Evil Sect Alliance all looked frightened, staring at Qin Feng and couldn't help but shudder.

"Such a kendo genius, why have you never heard of it in Heyuan County, Young Hall Master?

The monks of the Canglan Sect couldn't help but be moved when they felt the killing intent in the entire canyon, they were all traditional swordsmanship cultivators, and their sensitivity to sword momentum was a hundred times stronger than that of the cultivators of the Evil Alliance, and from Qin Feng's sword, he could actually feel an extremely familiar aura.

That seems to be the supreme swordsmanship of the Canglan faction, the Canglan Sword!

However, if you taste it carefully, it seems that Qin Feng's strength has finally been squarely faced at this moment.

As for Qin Feng's identity, no one could guess that Qin Feng claimed to be the Young Hall Master, which made them explain in their hearts, but they did not think of the Ghost King Palace.

The Ghost King Hall was founded by the Ghost King, and for thousands of years, no man has ever walked into the Ghost King Palace, and he can or come out, and over time, the Ghost King Hall has become a forbidden place for men to stop.

Therefore, Qin Feng's identity has not been guessed by anyone for the time being, after all, the Ghost King Palace does not accept men, and it has become everyone's mindset.

Qin Feng's sword cultivation was much stronger than the elite disciples of the Canglan Sect, which made everyone feel terrified, and at the same time, they also had a belief in Qin Feng's killing.

"Boy, I didn't want to kill you, but you were looking for death yourself, so you couldn't complain about others!"

The monk of the Evil Alliance, named Tang Hong, joined the Evil Alliance by winning the first place in the ring, and the thirty-six swords of the Tang Gate are his gatekeeper moves, one sword is better than one sword, once the attack is launched, it is definitely a continuous killing move.

Tang Hong's sword dao artistic conception is not weak at all, he has reached the edge of the sword momentum, and he is also the target of the key cultivation of the Evil Alliance.

A huge invisible aura burst out from Tang Hong's dantian, transforming into a cyan sword.

"The kid asks you one last time, whether to surrender or die, choose!"

Tang Hong held a lightsaber in his hand, the robe on his body was windless, and his gaze was cold enough to freeze people's hearts.

Pulled by Tang Hong's dripping killing intent, the space was distorted, and in the firmament, nine dim stars suddenly burst into brilliant light.

"Nine Stars!"

Qin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, his pitch-black pupils were instantly covered by forest white, and the whites of his eyes also spread to purple, making the whole person look extremely weird.

At the moment when Tang Hong drew his sword out of its sheath, Qin Feng keenly sensed through his white eyes that a dazzling star rushed out of the opponent's dantian, echoing with the nine stars in the firmament, and an unpredictable aura instantly crushed it.

There are celestial phenomena in the sky, low phenomena in the earth, and weather in people!

Tang Hong's meteorology rushing out of his body is the representative of talent, a person's talent beyond the limit of genius, will be added by luck, and everyone else will be absolutely suppressed.

Qin Feng's sword momentum was all human fusion into the celestial statue, and the elephant formed was on par with the weather, no wonder Tang Hong would be so confident.

"It turned out to be the weather of Jiuyao Xingchen, this Tang Hong seemed to have never heard of it before joining the Evil Alliance, could it be that in just three days, he had such a terrifying leap!

"No, it seems that in the selection competition of the Evil Alliance, this Tang Hong still hides his strength, I am really looking forward to it, the contest between the sword and the weather, who is weak and who is strong!"

Meteorology is an ethereal thing, and few people can perceive its existence. However, the people who came here today were all elite disciples of the Canglan Sect and the Evil Punishment Alliance, so they could naturally detect some differences from the stars.

"It's a big trouble this time!" Feeling the supreme sword Dao Heavenly Might, Qin Feng's brows tightened, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but tighten.

At this moment, Qin Feng finally felt a sense of urgency, it was still the constraint of strength, the cultivation of the peak of the immortal root was always different from the realm of transformation.

"We must break through the realm as soon as possible!"

As soon as the other party's weather came out, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, Qin Feng's temperament became sharper and sharper, and the blood in his body flowed faster and faster.

The immortal roots in the dantian were also attracted by this breath, and the immortal roots became more and more condensed, began to degenerate, and gradually began to sprout ignorantly!

This is the harbinger of breaking through the immortal root and reaching the mortal!

Meteorology, only the genius of the mortal realm can awaken from the soul and blood. Qin Feng now relies on his sword strength alone, without revealing the identity of the Spirit Lord of the Beiling Demon Cave, I am afraid it will not be enough to defeat Tang Hong.

Therefore, Qin Feng's only chance to turn defeat into victory was at the moment when he broke through the immortal root, arrived at the transformation of the mortal, and awakened the atmosphere.

Once the weather and the sword momentum merge, Qin Feng's attack power would probably skyrocket several times in an instant, and it would definitely be easy to kill Tang Hong at that time.

It has been a long time since Qin Feng reached the peak of the immortal root, if it wasn't for forging cultivation as the foundation, he could control it, I am afraid that he would instantly break through the shackles of the realm and reach the realm of transformation.

Qin Feng has never questioned his own talents, he will definitely have what others have, and he can also shape the talents that others don't have.

Meteorology, Qin Feng is extremely looking forward to it, he is eager to break through the immortal root at the moment, to be able to awaken the pleasure of meteorology. And I am also very much looking forward to my own weather.

"Come on, let's have a good fight, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, do you dare!"

Qin Feng's body suddenly rose several feet taller, and he challenged Tang Hong with arrogance, and with the sound of rolling thunder, the space around him quickly fluctuated.

Since he wanted to break through the realm of immortal roots in one fell swoop through this battle, he did not hesitate at all when he set foot in the mortal Qin Feng.

Transforming the mortal, fading the mortal womb, this is a realm that all monks dream of. Not just Qin Feng, as long as everyone has experienced the baptism of mortality, his life will be distorted once.

Qin Feng faintly felt that once he reached the realm of transformation, the aura in his body would undergo a qualitative transformation, and the quality and quantity of the aura would increase several times, and most importantly, the weather!

What Qin Feng lacked now was the amount of aura in the dantian. Galloping in the realm of human beings, Qin Feng couldn't walk as a corpse demon, and the magic and spells of the evil clan couldn't be cast, which greatly weakened his combat effectiveness.

If Qin Feng turned into a corpse evil at this moment, he would definitely be able to freeze the space in an instant, and pinch his head to pieces before Tang Hong could use his sword.

The state of the demon body and the current state are definitely not the same, and the difference between the two is dozens of times.

"God, he was able to step in the void!"

"Lao Tzu is dazzled, a monk with an immortal root can actually step in the void!"

"Void stepping is not a magical power unique to mortal powerhouses, and now there are people who have not yet reached the realm of mortal transformation, and they are stepping into the void with the true yuan of the immortal root realm!"

Qin Feng's body hung in the air, causing quite a stir in the canyon, as we all know, only the powerhouses of the Mortal Realm were able to get rid of the shackles of space for a short time and stay in mid-air.

Now a small immortal root monk can even step into the void, it is unheard of, unseen!

"Oops, big trouble!"

Qin Feng was carried away by the battle intent, and he actually forgot the powerful body power of the corpse demon, so that he was able to shatter the void shackles for a short time, allowing him to stay in the air for a short time.

Everyone knows that there is no monk below the mortal level in the world who can get rid of the shackles of space and get rid of one person, the spirit master of the Beiling Demon Cave!

Qin Feng's move was undoubtedly announcing to everyone that he was the spirit master of the Beiling Demon Cave.

In this way, I am afraid that without Tang Hong's action, the old man of the Canglan faction will directly kill Qin Feng and hang his head on the demon slaying platform of the Canglan faction.

Sure enough, the old man of the Canglan Sect suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold killing intent instantly solidified the space around Qin Feng!

Qin Feng felt that his limbs were cold and couldn't move, he was covered in cold sweat, and his heart couldn't help trembling, and at the same time, the sealed demonic qi of the dantian roared wildly.

Qin Feng stared at the old man with a cold gaze, and the finger print that grasped the hilt of the sword was also pinched, he would not sit still, once the old man made a move, Qin Feng would not hesitate to unseal it and completely turn into a demon.

"The sword momentum has such an artistic conception, it is really very mysterious, it can actually shatter the spatial constraints and make the monk fly in the void. Yes, there are very few geniuses who can comprehend the sword momentum before the mortal realm!"

The old man's expression was vicissitudes, and he stared at Qin Feng with a little curiosity, then slowly shook his head and sighed.

According to the old man's explanation, Qin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, obviously the other party didn't doubt himself, he just thought that Qin Feng was able to step into the void by relying on his sword momentum.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, surrender unconditionally, why don't you dare!"

Tang Hong's eyes lit up, and he also rose into the air, holding a long sword in his hand, with a heroic spirit, bursting out with dazzling sword light all over his body, as if thousands of swords were combined!

In this battle, stimulated by the surging battle spirit, Qin Feng and Tang Hong were both enthusiastic and fearless, with only self-confidence in their hearts.

This is no longer a simple battle, but the glory of the monk, the dignity of the warrior, not the life or death, but the dignity of the slave and the enslaved.

Qin Feng and Tang Hong have reached an agreement, this battle does not distinguish between victory and defeat, life and death, only enslavement and enslavement.

Quite simply, the one who wins asks the loser to be his little follower.

"Young hall master, the difference between you is too big, or the slave maid will come to fight with him. The female killing god took the initiative to greet her, afraid that Qin Feng was not Tang Hong's opponent, and she was very worried in her heart.

In case Qin Feng loses the battle, or is captured, the Ghost King Palace will not be able to escape, even if he is lucky not to be exterminated, and when the Ghost King returns, he will definitely not forgive the female killing god.

"Young Hall Master!"

Li Ning also stepped forward, exuding a cold and silent aura all over his body, holding a life-killing spear, staring at Qin Feng heroically.

There is no need to say much, Qin Feng and Li Ning's communication only needs one look. All the feelings were in plain sight, and Qin Feng could naturally see Li Ning's worries.

However, Qin Feng intended to use Tang Hong to break through the Immortal Root Realm, and the more pressure he had, the more likely he was to break through under pressure.

"No, even if I die in this battle, you can't make a move, this is the order of the young hall master, those who violate the order will be killed!"

Qin Feng smiled gloomily, signaling Li Ning not to worry, but his body was raised again, the momentum of moving forward bravely, the artistic conception of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, this battle is inevitable!

Without the heroic spirit of hard work, you can't go far on the road of cultivating immortals, life is like this, only betting life!

Tang Hong's body was covered by the weather, completely transformed into light and shadow, and revolved around Qin Feng at high speed in the air, and said with a cold smile: "You are just the cultivation of the peak of the immortal root, I can cut off your head with one move!"

"Don't talk big, if you can really defeat Young Master Ben with one move, why don't I serve you as the master!" Qin Feng's eyes were shining, the void stepped forward, and his body trembled, obviously disappearing without a shadow.

"That's what you said!"

Tang Hong's eyes showed joy, and he couldn't wait to kill it, and his body turned into a gust of wind, weathered into a heavenly sword, and the sword was full of stars.

Before the sword move, it was a continuous violent attack, and the sword was in Tang Hong's hand, like a tricky and strange poisonous snake!

Tang Hong's cultivation is really terrifying, it is an existence that is one level higher than Zhuo Buqun, and even stronger than that.

Qin Feng's body seemed to be caught in a storm, although he was about to be swept away, he suddenly abandoned his sword weapon and walked close to his body.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Nine fist shadows in a row went out, and they fought hard with Tang Hong.

Qin Feng's fist shattered, dripping with blood, and purple-red blood continued to drip on the ground, making a clattering sound.

Tang Hong retreated, thinking that he could easily clean up Qin Feng, but the nine moves that the opponent had just played were all broad and profound, containing profound morality, and each punch blocked his offensive and repelled him.

"It's arrogant to want to beat me with one move. Although Qin Feng's fists were dripping blood, his fighting intent was getting stronger and stronger, constantly climbing, and the aura in his body was becoming more and more intense, and he was rapidly moving towards the realm of mortal transformation.

"Come again!"

Tang Hong's strength was many times higher than Qin Feng's, and he wanted to subdue him or even kill him in a few moves.

He sacrificed a semi-spiritual weapon-level flying sword, and the spiritual veins on the sword light were intertwined, forcing Qin Feng to be overstretched and dangerous, and there was blood everywhere on his body, but it didn't hurt the vital point.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had already been exchanged, but Tang Hong still did not knock Qin Feng down, his heart became more and more frenzied, and the sword light became faster and faster, dense like a water curtain. (To be continued.) )