Yang Feng's perception of the Destruction Sword Intent became clearer and clearer.

And not far ahead, there stood a lonely sword, this sword was a heavy sword, and it could even be said that it was only slightly in the shape of a sword.

The material of this sword is not stone, let alone wood, but a piece of scrap iron, which can be seen from the black color of the whole body.

It is such a black iron heavy sword that is not good-looking, carrying one of the ten strongest sword intents that can destroy the world, destroying sword intent.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, picked up the jet-black iron sword, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

A crisp voice rang out.

"Stand still and put down the sword in your hand."

Hearing this voice, Yang Feng didn't even look back, and left with the jet-black iron sword.

Shout!

A sword light struck Yang Feng's back, and feeling the other party's murderous intent, Yang Feng was furious.

The broken sword suddenly appeared in his hand, aiming at the person who made the shot, the same sword light.

Bang!

Two sword lights slashed towards the two of them.

Yang Feng paused, turned to stare at the person who shot at him just now.

Then, a female cultivator wearing a white silk skirt, whose face was covered by a veil, and who had a cinnabar between her eyebrows, stared at Yang Feng with beautiful eyes slightly wrinkled.

"You just shot at me?"

Although the other party is a woman, and her appearance is not bad, is our brother Feng such a superficial person?

It's not like we haven't done this kind of thing.

"Hmm."

The relaxed and freehand, as if it should be, spit out from the mouth of this person in a white silk dress.

Call!

While!

The heavy jet-black iron sword slammed heavily on the ground, and the dust flew up.

The broken sword in his right hand was at a strange angle, trying to hit the opponent's neck.

The woman in the white silk skirt hurriedly stepped back, her figure retreated, and Yang Feng's spiritual sword crossed her face, and the sword blade picked up the veil on her face.

On the right side of the other party's face, there is a centipede-like scar.

The woman took the veil that was about to fall to the ground with one hand and brought it back to her face, and the secret on her face had already been read by Yang Feng.

A wave of anger rose from the woman's face, and then aimed at Yang Feng with another sword.

A vague figure of a sword spirit appeared behind the woman, and Yang Fengxuan sensed the other party's kendo cultivation.

At the level of the sword spirit, in the stage of the first awakening of the sword spirit.

"Slut!"

Yang Feng shouted angrily.

"Sword Breaks the Void!"

It must be known that the current Yang Feng, the cultivation of the sword, is still at the level of the sword heart, and the final stage of the sword heart, the sword goes with the heart.

The Sword Intent of Destruction fell.

The woman's face changed drastically, and just at the last moment, another figure came out.

The sword that blocked Yang Feng broke through the void, but his body retreated a few meters, and after stabilizing his body, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the robe on his chest was cut by Yang Feng's sword breaking through the void.

Bloody!

The female monk behind the man breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, fortunately the sword did not fall on her just now, otherwise her fate would probably not be much better than the male monk in front of her.

"Ahem."

Coughing twice, the monk turned to look at the woman.

"Miaomiao, are you alright?"

"Panda?!"

This is called Miao Miao's female monk, full name, Xiao Miaomiao, the first kendo demon of Penglai University.

Xiao Miaomiao, her face stunned.

"Well, Miaomiao, why did you get into a conflict with this person?"

Pan Da, while asking Xiao Miaomiao, looked at Yang Feng's eyes full of jealousy.

The other party's sword just now, he estimated that if he hadn't resisted hard, Xiao Miaomiao would have resisted it, and the end would not be much better than him.

"He has an empty sword in his hand."

Panda was instantly relieved when she heard Xiao Miaomiao's explanation.

Grab the sword!

The Sky Sword is the real test of this sword viewing.

Pan Da looked along Yang Feng's location, and sure enough, he saw that at Yang Feng's feet, there was a black and heavy iron sword.

Slightly perceived, it is "empty".

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, empty sword? These two people don't feel so bad, do they?

Inside this jet-black iron sword, it was clearly his sword intent of destruction.

Empty sword? It's ridiculous! m.

"Miaomiao, our people are behind, go and join our people first, and then come to take the empty sword in this person's hand."

Panda casually dealt with the wound on his chest, and said with some trepidation.

When Xiao Miaomiao heard Panda's words, she frowned slightly, and finally looked at the sword mark on Panda's chest and nodded slightly.

Without waiting for Yang Feng to react, he fled with Edgeworth.

"Cut!"

Yang Feng pursed his lips disdainfully, and put the Spirit Sword and the Jet Black Iron Sword into the Qiankun bag together.

If it weren't for the two of them running fast just now, he wouldn't mind giving the two of them a ride, wanting to impress him with his beauty, if he didn't meet Gu Qianqian and Pan Xuan, there would still be a glimmer of possibility.

But now, the possibility is zero.

Now that you have got the sword that carries the sword intent you have comprehended, you should get down to business.

Empty sword.

In the realm of swords, all swords, spirit swords, and magic swords...... I don't know how many, but the swords that really don't contain a trace of sword intent are pitiful.

Yang Feng spread his perception and swept over the surrounding swords, and he was surprised to find that there was not an empty sword.

And now he finally understands why the previous cheap woman insisted that the jet-black iron sword carrying the sword intent of destruction in his hand must be an empty sword.

It is indeed because of sword cultivators like them, at this stage of stepping into the sword heart and concentrating the heart, they all use their own sword intent as their seed and their own sword intent as their heart.

Therefore, they are only familiar with the sword intent they have comprehended, and the swords that carry other sword intents are all "empty swords" to them.

Thinking about this clearly, Yang Feng quickened his pace, preparing to go to Gu Qianqian and the others to converge, and then take them to find the empty sword together.

Just after Yang Feng walked out not far away, Xiao Miaomiao and Pan Da found their team.

Penglai University, nearly twenty students, after seeing the blood marks on Panda's chest, all showed an incredible expression.

Who is Panda?

Penglai University, a kendo genius in the senior year, of course, kendo cultivation, is still at the level of the sword heart, and the sword in the final stage goes with his heart.

However, it seems that his sword has gone with his heart, and it has been perfected.

Except for Wu Chuanxiu and Lu Li, almost no one can match it.

A person who can leave such a sword mark on Panda's body can be seen in his kendo cultivation.

"Ada, who hurt you?"

The one who spoke was a woman wearing a plain gauze skirt, and her appearance was quite delicate.

"Xiaoxiu, I'm fine, I was careless for a while, I didn't expect the other party's cultivation to be so much stronger than I imagined."

This is called Xiaoxiu, and he is also a student of Penglai University, and he is also a kendo cultivator who is almost the same as Panda, the proud daughter of the kendo sky, Wu Chuanxiu.

"Miaomiao, is that person really that strong, even you ......"

Before Wu Chuanxiu finished speaking, Xiao Miaomiao spoke.

"Well, he doesn't know what kind of sword intent he comprehends, the sword path cultivation is just the beginning of the sword to go with his heart, and the sword that is cut out is difficult for me to resist if I don't mobilize the whole body cultivation."

Xiao Miaomiao was telling the truth, Yang Feng's kendo cultivation was indeed just the beginning of the sword to go with his heart.

But because his sword intent is one of the ten strongest swords, and when he is at the level of sword intent, he also reaches the sword intent to the realm.

Fighting beyond the ranks is naturally not a difficult task.

Wu Chuanxiu, when he heard what Xiao Miaomiao said, a trace of curiosity also rose in his heart.

It must be known that in this Sword Domain, there are not only people from Penglai University, but also four schools in addition to them.

They are: Zhuxian University, Honghuang University, Tianting University, and Fangcunshan University.

There is no shortage of people in these four universities who can match Panda, but if you want to say that a sword left a sword mark on Panda's chest.

Only Zhuxian University, Ye Demon Demon!

As if seeing through Wu Chuanxiu's thoughts, Xiao Miaomiao opened her mouth again to explain.

"That person is a man, I don't know if it's Zhuxian University, but he has an empty sword in his hand."

Hearing Xiao Miaomiao's words, many people's eyes flashed.

Empty sword!

So far, what they have really found is only three.

You must know that they searched for nearly 20 people together, searched for a day and a night, and only then did they harvest three handles.

And the monk in Xiao Miaomiao's mouth is only one person, and he has one.

At this time, Yang Feng really found an empty sword.

To be honest, even if it is a sword cultivator like him, it takes a lot of effort to find the empty sword, mainly because the number of empty swords is too small.

The first session of this sword conference will definitely eliminate a lot of people, you must know that the students from the five universities who participated in the sword conference this time combined are no less than 100 people.

In this first scene, watching the sword, how could it be possible for everyone to find the empty sword.

Not only that, but the empty sword also has to look at the grade, if the grade of the empty sword is too low, for example, a mortal sword, it can't carry the sword intent at all.

Even if such a sword is found, it will still fail in the second step, when the sword intent is injected.

The empty sword that Yang Feng had just arrived at was a genuine holy sword.

The rank carries his destructive sword intent, and it is no problem at all.

Sighing lightly, Yang Feng was about to leave, when he sensed someone approaching him.

There are also two familiar breaths in it.

"Miaomiao, you said the man left in this direction?"

"Well, before I left, I kept an eye on his movements."

For Yang Feng, Xiao Miaomiao's heart still has a hint of jealousy.

In her opinion, if a person like Yang Feng can be used by her, it still has some value, but once it can't be used by her, then there will only be no future trouble.

In the central area of the Sword Domain, the three daughters of Ye Demon Demon, Du Xiandie, and He Jin'er are facing Mai Mang.

The three universities behind him, Zhuxian University, Fangcunshan University, and Tianting University, all the students are on standby at any time.

"Hahaha! Demon, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you've become a lot more beautiful again. ”

A hearty laugh broke the deadlock.

Only then did Ye Demon Demon's gaze fall on Du Xiandie's side, the man in white.

"Li Xiangdong, why do you want to help your woman deal with me?"

Ye Demon Demon didn't buy Li Xiangdong's account at all.

Jian Yi was a little disliked by the strong attitude of this Ye demon, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling face when you reach out.

This Li Xiangdong made it clear that he was persuading, and besides, everyone came here to participate in the sword conference, and the top priority was to find the empty sword.

"Ahem, listen to me, let's put aside our grievances for the first time, and wait until we find the empty sword."

Gu Qianqian's pleasant voice fell into everyone's ears.

At this time, there were quite a few male monks who couldn't help but look at Gu Qianqian's location.

Some people died, but not completely......