Chapter 95: Sword Intent to Kill

Looking at the attack of Emperor Shakti, Bu Split Heaven was also silent for a while, and his gaze was also a little jealous, but the demon knife in his hand did not stop, but kept flashing scarlet light, only to see that the scarlet blood suddenly wrapped Emperor Shakti, just when Emperor Shakti was wrapped in that scarlet light, the expression on his face froze.

The evil qi entered the body, even a person like Emperor Shakti, who cultivated to the heavens, couldn't help but be a little jealous, this was not an ordinary evil qi, this was the evil qi of the step splitting heaven that was constantly killing, and in the move of the step splitting sky, the momentum of opening and closing kept exploding, and Ling Feng couldn't help but be silent when he looked at the step splitting sky.

The sword is the emperor of weapons, and the domineering of the knife is not comparable to ordinary weapons, and at this time, Ling Feng also felt the fierce momentum of Bu Splittian, the momentum that continued to burst out suddenly solidified the entire space, and Emperor Shakti's brows also kept changing, he suddenly put away the long sword in his hand, and looked at Bu Splittian's gaze with a trace of solemnity, and at the same time had some respect.

"A sword captivates the city!" The long sword in Emperor Shakti's hand turned, only to see a sword qi constantly drawing out, and the momentum of his whole body rose even more, and then he dissolved the evil qi that wrapped himself at once, and then looked at the step splitting sky with an indifferent face, and the long sword in his hand danced, but that sword qi carried a burst of destruction aura.

Bu Split Heaven looked at Emperor Shakti, and then the demon knife in his hand turned again, and the sword qi continued to rush towards Emperor Shakti, and the corners of Emperor Shakti's mouth flashed with a wicked smile, and his whole body also flashed, and phantoms flickered continuously.

"Sky Shadow Step!" Bu Split Sky looked at Emperor Shakti's steps, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, he obviously knew the origin of this step, but his figure also became mysterious, but the demon knife attack in his hand also became more powerful.

When the sword returned, the long sword matched the pace, and the whole person of the emperor also became ethereal, and his figure suddenly stopped, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards the step splitting sky at once, and the expression of the step splitting sky was also stunned, looking at the emperor Shakti's gaze became solemn.

The sword was slashed, and Bu Splittian felt a sword intent that destroyed the world and the earth, and the demon knife in his hand couldn't help but turn, and suddenly collided with the long sword, and a 'sonorous' sound sounded, the demon knife and the long sword collided together, and the emperor Shakti's expression was also a little playful when he looked at Bu Splittian, and the long sword in his hand turned again.

It was like a whirlpool of moves that appeared all of a sudden, and Ling Feng also felt the aura of destruction from the long sword, there was a trace of shock in his eyes, he hadn't used the sword path yet, his whole person was like a long sword, sharp, mighty, and with a hint of destruction, Ling Feng looked at Emperor Shakti, he faintly felt that this step splitting heaven known as Sword Venerable was not Emperor Shakti's opponent, he shook his head as if he wanted to get this idea out of his mind.

"Step Split, you either give up the knife or admit defeat, this duel is over. With a hint of a smile in his eyes, he looked at Bu Splittian's gaze and was a little indifferent, only to see that the long sword of Emperor Shakti in the air had been pointed at Bu Splittian's throat, and the long sword was full of murderous aura, and Emperor Shakti also looked at him indifferently.

Bu Splittian's face turned pale, and his gaze at Emperor Shakti was also a little unbelievable, and his toes were lightly on the void, and the whole person kept retreating, but the long sword of Emperor Shakti also kept moving with him, Bu Split Tian looked at himself and couldn't break free from Emperor Shakti's long sword at all, his body was slightly stunned, looking at the void was also a little bitter, and then said with some sadness: " I am not convinced, why can they find their way, but I can't, why can they study their own way, but I never know where my way is, even if I fly through the sky, I can't find my way. ”

"You are obsessed with your own way, the knife bearer should be domineering, and the knife bearer is either a righteous man or a demon killer. Emperor Shakti looked at the appearance of the Broken Heaven, he was silent for a moment, and then spoke his thoughts.

"The knife is supposed to be domineering. Bu Splittian muttered, his eyes kept flickering, he recalled the momentum when he held the knife, it was a breath of evil, it couldn't be compared with the knife at all, thinking of this, his whole person seemed to have an epiphany all of a sudden, and looking at the emperor's gaze was also a little warlike.

The demon knife moved, flashing a cold light in the sun, and then looked at Emperor Shakti's gaze was also a little cold, his whole person's momentum changed, and then looked at Emperor Shakti and said calmly: "Thank you for making me have an epiphany of my way, I hope you can take my last move, this move is my strongest move, I am very confident in this move." ”

"Heaven and earth fight!"

Bu Splittian shouted, only to see that the demon knife turned, and a domineering momentum continued to emanate from the demon knife, and his whole person became a little unruly, as if there was no one in the world who was his opponent, he was the only god of war in this heaven and earth, looking down on everything in the world.

Emperor Shakti looked at the last blow of Bu Split, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, looking at Bu Split Heaven was also a little incredulous, he felt an inexplicable artistic conception from the demon knife of Bei Bu Splitting Heaven, that kind of comprehension of a person's artistic conception, which couldn't help but make Emperor Shakti feel a hint of threat, a trace of indescribable threat.

"I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend, but now you are just touching, and you are not my opponent yet. The long sword in the hand of the Emperor Shakti was horizontal, and then the whole person became a little indifferent, like a god, looking at the expression of the Split Heaven without any emotion.

I saw that the demon knife cut through the air at once, and the sound of breaking the sky continued to sound, and his demon knife carried a domineering-like momentum, which seemed to be the king of the world, as if fighting with the heavens and the earth, and the momentum made everyone silent at once, and the sense of oppression from the sky made them feel depressed.

"Quick Sword Intent!" A sword was drawn, and the heavens and the earth also changed all of a sudden, and the sword in his hand was also a little unclear, it was like an afterimage, passing by, and when Ling Feng looked at Emperor Shakti's sword move, a trace of shock appeared on his face, it was a throbbing from the bottom of his heart, he could feel that Emperor Shakti's move was also a move deduced from the sword drawing technique, and the fast interpretation was taken to the extreme, so that people could not see the sword shadow.

The sword is like a gale, and the sword moves like a torrential rain. The sword rises like light, and the sword sinks like darkness.

What is fast? The sword drawing technique is only fast when the sword is drawn, it is only fast at the moment when it is swung, and at this time, the long sword in the hand of the emperor Shakti fuses fast and destruction together, and his long sword is not only fast, but also has a hint of the charm of destruction.

The sword of the emperor is the speed of the wind, whistling by, not letting you react at all, the speed of the rainstorm, suddenly approaching, drenching your whole body scorched, the water in the mountain stream that rushes down from the heights, rushes suddenly, extremely fast, washes the mountains and rocks, it is thousands of miles, and it is also an idle matter.

As for the speed of light, it is also fast, it is unimaginable, it can only be described as fast to the extreme, and it cannot be described by just a fast word, so it is not included in the sword intent of fast.

These are fast, but how much do they have in common?

Ling Feng's heart kept copying Emperor Shakti's quick sword, he seemed to realize something at once, his eyes closed all of a sudden, he took out the battle sword, his whole heart couldn't help but think of the charm of Emperor Shakti's sword just now, and there was still a trace of destruction in that fast sword.

"Killing twenty-three is to maximize the power of the sword, that constantly superimposed attack, if the speed of the sword is added, will this attack be enhanced?" Ling Feng's eyes were tightly closed, and his mind couldn't help but think of the moment when Emperor Shakti swung the sword, and a figure couldn't help but appear in his heart, and he was also holding the sword and waving it continuously.

"Sword Intent of Killing!"

Ling Feng suddenly shouted, his eyes opened suddenly, and the whole person was suddenly held up by an invisible force, his whole person's momentum couldn't help but change greatly, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and then the war sword in his hand waved, a domineering sword qi suddenly rushed out of the battle sword, and a killing aura filled the audience at once, and Ling Feng also fell down after swinging that sword, Emperor Shakti and Bu Splittian, who were still fighting in the air, couldn't help but stop the moves in their hands, and even the evil song style that was originally carrying his back to everyone and still drinking by himself couldn't help but look at Ling Feng。

Ling Feng's swing just now attracted everyone's attention, they couldn't help but look at Ling Feng, some people were a little confused, some people were a little shocked, some people were a little indifferent, and some people were a little hateful, at this time, the focus on the field was no longer the original peak duel, but Ling Feng, who had just comprehended quite a lot.

"You're very good, what's your name?" Emperor Shakti looked at Ling Feng with some approval in his eyes, except for his disciple and the heir of Qing Mian Ling, he rarely saw someone who could comprehend sword intent at such a young age, which couldn't help but make him a little curious about his identity.

"Kid Ling Feng. Ling Feng slowly stood up, put the war sword on his back, and looked like a chivalrous man, and then replied without humility.

Emperor Shakti's expression froze, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little indifferent, and even a little cold, a domineering sword intent suddenly enveloped him, and then looked at him a little indifferently and said, "Who is Ouyang Qingxue, is it that you are the child she gave birth to in that mountain village?"

Ling Feng paused, looking at Emperor Shakti's gaze was also a little curious, then nodded, looking at Emperor Shakti's gaze was still not humble or silent, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and looked at Emperor Shakti with some confusion: "Do your predecessors know your mother? I don't know where my mother is now?"

Emperor Shakti snorted coldly, and the sword intent on his body burst out at once, only to see a sword qi directly cut through Ling Feng's clothes, and then his eyes were also a little cold, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he said a little indifferently: "The Killing Miao Palace has nothing to do with me, if you don't want to die, shut up!"