"It is rumored in the outside world that the Blood Rose Sword is the best in the world, and it is really the ignorance of the world, and the Sword Technique of the Blood Rose is even more violent!" Zhuo Buqun was drenched in sword energy, suppressed the galloping blood, and looked at Qin Feng coldly.

"Canglan swordsmanship, it really can't be underestimated!" Qin Feng also flushed his face and said with a faint smile.

In this competition, the divine injury of the ecstasy sword and the slash of the six swords of the Hurricane were evenly matched and the battle was tied!

There is no need to question Zhuo Buqun's strength, Qin Feng's strength made Zhuo Buqun secretly frightened, a monk who had not even reached the middle stage of the immortal root was able to receive his full blow, which was enough to shock the world!

Such a genius figure, why haven't you heard of it before, could it be that this blood rose has really just risen recently?

If the guess is correct, Blood Rose must be a genius secretly cultivated by those ancient families, or old immortal monsters!

Zhuo Buqun's face was heavy, and he really couldn't find any other reason besides this explanation. But he was not afraid, as an orphan, he had nothing to worry about, and his only close junior sister was also killed by Qin Feng!

"Blood Rose, return my junior sister's life!" Thinking of his junior sister Miao Qiao, the anger in Zhuo Buqun's heart could no longer be contained, and he waved the sword in his hand with murderous energy!

Tens of thousands of sword shadows, constantly transforming, also illusion and reality, the cold light is dripping, invisibly rolling up a sword storm tornado, with the rise of Zhuo Buqun's momentum, the sword intent is crazy and hurricane!

A heavenly divine sword, inserted upside down in the void, the breath of suppression came to the face, it seemed to be the king of the sword, overlooking all living beings, despising all things!

The beasts of the mountains, trembling and kneeling in the cave, staring at the Void Divine Sword with their eyes full of fear, at this moment, they felt the supreme heavenly might, that was the breath of destruction!

The divine sword continued to amplify, and the fear in the heart of the demon beast also amplified, and everyone had a feeling of insignificance, as if this sword fell, it would destroy the world!

The ants are born and destroy all things with a sword, this is the third artistic conception of Canglan swordsmanship, silence!

"What a weird artistic conception!" Qin Feng's face was silent, affected by the sword intent, he almost pulled out his sword and went crazy, his expression couldn't help but be shocked, and he shouted coldly, "The deprivation of the living beings of the six swords of the madness!"

Qin Feng was holding a crazy knife, his arms were swollen violently, like a fierce dragon, and he waved the knife in his hand with difficulty, leveling the flowers and trees in a radius of several zhang in an instant!

The sword is crazy, depriving all things of the Holy Spirit, the sword is crazy, overlooking the world!

At this moment, everything is silent, between heaven and earth, there is only a mad knife, and a heavenly sword, nothing matters, victory or defeat matters!

Under the influence of the Silent Annihilation Realm, Qin Feng successfully comprehended the most violent sword move among the six swords of Hurricane, depriving the living beings!

This is the third of the six knives of Hurricane, and it is the essence of fire!

The first sword, sweeping thousands of armies, range attack, is very similar to Zhuo Buqun's soul destroyer!

The second knife, a knife that breaks the mountains and rivers, and the counter-offensive move, is the same as Zhuo Buqun's divine injury!

The third sword, depriving the living beings, a thorough pure offensive move, moving forward, dividing the victory and defeat of yin and yang, and breaking the life and death of the enemy!

This is the pinnacle of killer duel, breaking yin and yang between life and death, and attacking without defense.

The heartbeat rate of both sides, at this time, surprisingly arrived at the same rhythm, the sword in the hand, the crazy condensation of nothingness!

Bang, bang, bang!!

Everything in the mountains is shielded from breathing, the pace is slight, and the expression is extremely painful!

This divine sword of destroying the common people, once it collides with the sword of depriving the living beings, it will be possible to instantly destroy the living beings within a radius of thousands of kilometers!

This is not only the life-and-death move of Qin Feng and the others, the sword is like a dream, once it hits, everything will be shattered, and the beasts within a radius of several miles will also turn into the dust of history.

"Come on, Blood Rose, look at your sword madness, or my sword violence!" Zhuo Buqun kept flashing a divine sword in the center of his eyebrows, stepping on tens of thousands of sword weapons, as if stepping on the halo of the glory of the king, slowly stepping on the void!

"Knives!"

Qin Feng's eyes alternated between the sun and the moon, and the dark cracks in his eyebrows were constantly distorted, and they slowly rose into the air!

In the Immortal Root Realm, apart from Yin Yue's Imperial Sword Technique, Qin Feng is the only monk who can step in the void!

Qin Feng's body trembled constantly under the suppression of the fierce sword light, but the mad knife in his hand did not fall for a long time, he was waiting, waiting for a breakthrough in the line of life and death!

The crack in the center of the eyebrows, under Zhuo Buqun's sword intent, was wildly distorted, as if he was only one eye, wanting to completely open and despise the sky!

"Blood Rose, what are you waiting for!" Zhuo Buqun's eyes swirled, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it had climbed to the peak, but it also did not come out of the sword!

He was also waiting, waiting for Qin Feng to draw his sword, waiting for the other party's full force to strike!

"Come on, Reincarnation Eyes Silence Extinguishing Knife!" Qin Feng's expression was cold, he suddenly closed his eyes, and the crack in the center of his eyebrows suddenly opened, and it was only one eye!

Rumble!

The quaint and desolate breath swept all over the world, and all the demon beasts continued to scream hoarsely in horror!

"The breath of the Desolate Ancient Battle Domain, what weird eyes!" Zhuo Buqun's heart trembled, he almost fell from his peak state, and he couldn't help but feel a little creepy, and hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to open his eyes!

From Qin Feng's eyes, he saw the shadow of the Desolate Ancient Battle Domain, a hundred-foot dragon soared up and sank into the pitch-black demon cave. Immediately after, the golden lion king, who was completely in the sky, stepped on the purple flames and rushed away. There is also a demon monkey holding a golden stick, and a white python swallowing clouds and spitting mist!

In people's eyes, why there is the shadow of the Ancient War Domain, it is not an illusion, but the momentum of destroying the world and devouring all things does not seem to be imitated!

Zhuo Buqun couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it, the stinging pain in his eyes made him dare not open his eyes, and instantly waved the Tongtian Divine Sword in his hand!

Because, with his sensitive perception, Zhuo Buqun knew that Qin Feng had already made a knife!

"What an amazing feeling!"

Qin Feng slashed out with a knife, his whole body was full of hearty feelings, and he casually closed his eyes and looked at the world, but he was extraordinarily personal!

He saw Zhuo Buqun's eyes bleeding, and he could even see the scene in the ant's nest thousands of meters away, as well as the trembling demon beasts, and the fear in his eyes!

The single eye that has not been completely opened, under the stimulation of Zhuo Buqun, it is completely opened, Qin Feng's only feeling is that it is cool!

Rumble!

The sword is like a ghost, instantly slicing through the void and crashing together!

The pitch-black darkness was instantly illuminated by a dazzling white light, and the Canglan Sect, which was a hundred miles away, suddenly volleyed into the void and floated several figures!

These figures, all of them are extremely old, like vines that have rotted for thousands of years, giving people a faint awe-inspiring atmosphere!

They are all old antiques of the Canglan faction, the ancestors of the cliffless masters, and they are incredibly powerful!

"The sword is the supreme artistic conception of the Canglan Sword, the breath of silence!" An old man's face was like a withered pine, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal, and he suddenly grinned, which made people feel creepy!

"The sword is also the breath of silence of the Canglan swordsmanship, and it is also mixed with the breath of the Ancient War Domain!" The other old man, his face was heavy, his voice was trembling, but he couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart!

"I can't have such a person in the Canglan faction, even if he was a little guy who used to be Xiaotian, he doesn't have such qualifications, is it ,,,,,,!" An old man, holding a cane, said in shock!

The howling sky in his mouth is probably the wind howling sky that was famous in Heyuan County sixty years ago!

"Let's go!"

The hoarse voice of the old man has not disappeared, but the figures of the old men are gone!

There are people who know the swordsmanship and comprehend the sword intent of silence, how can these old antiques sit still!

Also, what shocked them the most was that someone was able to use a knife to slash out the supreme artistic conception of Canglan swordsmanship, which was unheard of and terrifying!

If this person is a disciple of Canglan, it is still easy to say, he will directly accept him as a closed disciple, force Wuyazi to abdicate and make way for Xian, and devote all resources to let him grow up!

If you are not a disciple of Canglan, there is only one way, kill!

You must not let such a powerful monk grow recklessly, and he will also be able to bully him!

"Amitabha, good, good, immovable Ming Emperor's seal!"

Just as Qin Feng and the others were about to fight to the death, an old monk in a tattered robe suddenly appeared in the void, and a golden Buddha palm print in his hand pushed Qin Feng and the others out of dozens of zhang!

"Who's coming?"

Zhuo Buqun's face changed greatly, the sword qi in his body was suppressed, and he returned to the dantian, and even his spiritual power was imprisoned and landed on the mountain peak!

Qin Feng was also very shocked, he took a few steps back, clenched the crazy knife with one hand, and cautiously stared at the old monk in front of him!

"Amitabha, the poor monk is enlightened!" the old monk grinned.

Being able to easily break Qin Feng's attack, except for the old monster in the Nirvana realm, I'm afraid there is no one else, even if it is a powerhouse at the peak of transformation, under the attack of the two, not to mention blocking, it is very difficult to even protect himself!

And this kind-hearted old monk was able to separate the two with one palm, and his strength was absolutely terrifying!

"Compassion!"

Unlike Zhuo Buqun, while Qin Feng was shocked by the old man's strength, his heart was also pounding, and the call from the depths of his soul was like a broken flood, roaring wildly.

This old monk's heart turned out to be one of the seven hearts that Qin Feng had been looking for, the heart of the compassionate Buddha!

"Seniors are here, what's the matter!" Qin Feng bowed slightly, folded his hands, and made a Buddha salute to Enlightenment, his eyes surging with cold light!

The heart of enlightenment is different from Zhao Lin'er's heart of killing, this heart of compassion is an extremely mature heart, a heart that can be transplanted, but to replace the heart, you must get the permission of the master!

No one would be able to give his heart to others, because it was his life, but Qin Feng secretly swore that no matter what happened, at what cost, this compassionate heart, he Qin Feng would decide!

"The poor monk came here to persuade the two of them not to kill people easily for the thousands of demon beasts in this valley, as well as the people of Li in the world!"

"For the common people in the world, what the master said, I'm afraid it's a bit exaggerated!" Zhuo Buqun slowly put away the long sword in his hand and laughed coldly.

The battle between Zhuo Buqun and Qin Feng was said to be related to this mountain beast, and he still believed it, but it was a bit exaggerated to be able to relate it to the common people in the world!

"Hehe, Lord Zhuo, this Wind Master, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you imagined!" Enlightenment stared at Qin Feng with a smile, as if he could see through people's hearts!

"Oh?" Zhuo Buqun frowned, his heart was very puzzled, and he turned his gaze to Qin Feng, and then to enlightenment!

Could it be that there are other hidden secrets in the middle that he doesn't know?

"You know me!" Qin Feng frowned slightly, in his impression, there was no intersection with such a character, and the rest!

"Wind donor, do you remember the pot of tea that you once asked the apprentice!"

Feeling the old man's gaze, Qin Feng shuddered, always feeling that this old man didn't want to be a monk, but seemed to be a person with some special fetishes!

"A pot of tea!!, that shopkeeper is your apprentice!" Qin Feng raised his head suddenly, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, thinking of the shopkeeper of the Fengchen Inn.

At that time, Qin Feng was still very confused, who was able to make such a precise teapot, as well as the strange pace of the shopkeeper, but now when he saw Enlightenment, he instantly understood!

However, Qin Feng originally thought that the other party was a skilled craftsman who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but he never thought that he was actually a high-ranking monk of Buddhism!

"No matter what, the old monk get out of the way, otherwise he will die!" Zhuo Buqun's expression kept changing, and the sword in his hand was raised again!

The air instantly froze, and the murderous aura was dripping!

"Lord Zhuo's murderous intent is too heavy, why do you have to insist on killing the wind donor!" Feeling the fierce killing intent, Wudao's face remained unchanged, and he was still smiling!

"It has nothing to do with you!" Zhuo Buqun's eyes were cold, and he slowly took a step, holding the Qingying Sword in his hand, and Qin Feng forced him.

"But for a woman, named Miao Qiao!" Wudao suddenly smiled.

"Who are you!" Zhuo Buqun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he faintly had a tendency to go berserk.

Not only Zhuo Buqun, but even Qin Feng frowned, this enlightened old monk seems to know a little too much.

"Two donors, the sky will change, don't go to the humble house to get together, and make everything clear!"

"Impossible!" Zhuo Buqun said without hesitation.

Qin Feng also shook his head slowly, at this moment, the plan cannot be terminated because of this, otherwise the previous efforts will be wasted!

"Feng Shi, Zhuo Shizhu has been forced to the precipice by you, and if you go further, it will be a catastrophe, is your original intention really so?"

"Naturally not!" Qin Feng shook his head slightly.

"Master Zhuo, if your junior sister hadn't died, would you still insist on killing?" Wudao turned around again, stared at Zhuo Buqun and smiled.

"What are you talking about!" Hearing this, Zhuo Buqun's face changed greatly, his body trembled, and he suddenly appeared beside Wudao, grabbing the other party's arm excitedly, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Wind donor, I didn't kill your junior sister, she is still alive!"

"Enlightenment, don't you think that you are too lenient!" Qin Feng frowned, how could he not hide anything from this old monk.

"Blood Rose, where is my junior sister!" From Qin Feng's demeanor, Zhuo Buqun finally affirmed that junior sister Miao Qiao was indeed not dead!

Before that, outside Luoyang City, who was the person Zhuo Buqun saw!

"Wind donor, this matter is not right for the old man, but for the sake of the common people, even if the old man owes the donor a favor, he will be rewarded another day!"

Qin Feng didn't frown slightly, hurriedly dodged, avoiding the other party's bow, speaking of which, the other party was not at fault!

"Return, okay, I need something on you!" Qin Feng said coldly.

"Whatever!"

"Heart, a compassionate heart!" Qin Feng's gaze was grim, and he looked directly into the pupils of enlightenment.

"No problem, if the old man's heart can let the donor convert to Buddhism, it is also a blessing in the world!" To Qin Feng's surprise, the enlightened old monk agreed without hesitation.

"Old man, you can hear clearly, I want a heart in your chest, a real heart!" Qin Feng frowned, staring coldly at the old monk. (To be continued.) )