The rain of swords collided with the sword qi, rolling up a thousand layers of wind and clouds. The aftermath was so strong that Zhou Qingdui and the man in cloth both took a few steps back. Liufeng in the distance was also shocked by this might, and his body was almost unstable and fell.

But the two didn't stop there, Zhou Qingdui flicked his fingers, and several sword qi tore through the air, attacking the cloth-clothed man.

The cloth-clothed man's face moved slightly, and he raised the long knife in his hand again, and said softly in his mouth: "Wu is against the heavenly sword, against fate." ”

After that, the sharp knife in the cloth man's hand gathered countless knife qi, and slashed out, carrying a peerless sword intent towards Zhou Qingdu.

This sword had just been swung out, and its sword intent was actually directly tearing through several sword qi that popped out of Zhou Qingduan.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingdu's face was slightly solemn. But soon, his fingers moved slightly, and the Burial Immortal Sword instantly fell into his hand. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qingdu's heart moved, and his whole body suddenly flourished! Soon, the sound of Buddha singing Sanskrit sounded in the sky.

At this moment, the man in cloth only felt that his soul was agitated, his headache was splitting, and it was difficult to stabilize his mind!

I saw that the figure of an old monk suddenly appeared in the golden light behind Zhou Qingdui. The next moment, Zhou Qingdui raised the long sword in his hand and handed it out. The Burial Immortal Sword made a flying sword streamer, and instantly stabbed towards the oncoming sword qi.

At the same time, in the golden light behind Zhou Qingdu, there was the Buddha's dharma image, his hands folded, in a form of compassion. That sword, on the blade, also slowly turned golden.

The flying sword quickly collided with the powerful sword qi, but the two were not strong opponents, but after the burial immortal sword covered with golden light came into contact with the powerful sword qi, the original killing intent Ling Ran's sword qi instantly stabilized. After a while, the sword qi dissipated like dust.

After dissipating Ling Ran's sword qi, the Burial Immortal Sword did not stop but continued to fly towards the cloth-clothed man. Seeing this scene, the man in cloth forcibly endured his unstable mind and wanted to raise his hand and wave his knife.

It's a pity that the cloth-clothed man still couldn't swing the knife in his hand in the end, and the true qi on his knife body also dissipated! At this time, his face was full of unwillingness and anger!

They've only had two tricks to play! As a knife cultivator, even if the cloth-clothed man is defeated and dies here, he will not have any guilt. On the contrary, he only felt that it was Zhou Qingdui who used some indiscriminate means to destroy his state of mind with a knife!

If he loses like this, how can he be willing?

However, this sword did not directly penetrate his head as the cloth-clothed man thought. But after reaching the center of the cloth man's eyebrows, the sword body gradually became illusory and smaller, and finally turned into an illusory silver needle and passed through his skull!

The man in cloth collapsed to the ground, subconsciously touched his eyebrows, but did not feel the pain that death should have. On the contrary, it is a rare state of mind that is smooth and soothing. The original impetuous atmosphere has also become stable and faintly has a tendency to go to the next level at this moment!

The next moment, the man in cloth seemed to feel some opportunity, his body shook, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground.

Zhou Qingdui glanced at him, raised his hand, and withdrew the Burial Immortal Sword that had been inserted into the ground in its original state. At this time, the golden light and the Buddha behind him all dispersed.

Then, Zhou Qingwan touched his eyebrows, recalled the sword just now, and said softly: "This sword, let you go through the hardships." ”

The Buddha took pity on the suffering of all sentient beings, gave up his golden body, and came to the mortal world to save the world from suffering.

Zhou Qingdui put the Burial Immortal Sword in his hand back into the scabbard, turned his head to look, and a flash of fire flew in his direction, and finally slowly turned into a black-robed young figure, it was Liu Feng.

Liu Feng grabbed Zhou Qingdui's sleeve and said with some concern: "This guy was just like this?" I don't feel right, he won't stand up and fight with you in a while, or you will strike first......"

Zhou Qingdui smiled indifferently and said softly, "He shouldn't attack us anymore now." ”

"Why? Big brother, did you drug him? Liu Feng blinked, and looked up at Zhou Qingdui again.

Zhou Qingdui frowned slightly when he heard this, knocked on Liu Feng's head, and said angrily: "What medicine should I give him?" What's going on your head? ”

Liu Feng hurriedly hugged his head and surrendered: "Then what the hell is going on with him?" ”

Zhou Qingdui no longer looked at him, but moved his gaze to the man in cloth, and said softly: "He was just broken by my sword, but because of the blessing of misfortune, he eliminated the distracting thoughts that had disturbed him for a long time, and now his mood is complete, and he is probably about to break the realm." ”

"This guy doesn't look like a distracting person, but like a piece of wood, except for swinging a knife, swinging a knife......" Liu Feng smacked his lips.

Zhou Qingwan took off the wine bottle on his waist, raised the black mask on his face slightly, and after taking a sip, he said indifferently: "In his life, he has killed too many people and had too many causes and effects. But these don't seem to be the things that really trapped him, but unfortunately I can't see through them. ”

"Isn't that what you deserve......" Liu Feng said without hesitation.

Liu Feng's eyes rolled, he thought about it for a while, and seemed to realize something more important, and suddenly said, "Big brother, what does this have to do with the fact that he won't attack us again?" ”

Zhou Qingwan put the wine bottle back on his waist, patted Liu Feng's head, and said angrily: "How do I know?" I'm just guessing, he didn't actually use all his strength in his previous shot, at least not to the point of death. But he is a sword cultivator, with his current cultivation, in fact, as long as he finds an opportunity, the killing power is definitely enough. ”

"Alas, my big brother seems to be a little unreliable. Forget it, if you can't beat him then, run away with him......" After hearing this, Liu Feng muttered in a low voice.

Although Zhou Qingdu's incarnation of the Yuan God has been shattered now, it is a genuine immortal realm after all, and he has long established a vague connection with heaven and earth. Although it didn't have much impact on his combat power, he could sense it when he spoke to the person next to him, even if the voice was small.

Just as Zhou Qingdui was about to say something again, a strong aura suddenly gushed out from the ground below.

"Mom!" Liu Feng shouted, and in a blink of an eye, he hid behind Zhou Qingdu.

Zhou Qingdui looked down, only to see a demon beast phantom appearing faintly behind the cloth-clothed man who was sitting cross-legged. After hearing the phantom's roar, the aura on the cloth-clothed man's body began to gradually rise in an instant.

"Are you going to break through the realm......" Zhou Qingdui looked at this scene and muttered softly.

At this time, the man in cloth suddenly reached out and grabbed the sharp knife inserted in the ground on the side, and the blade of the sharp knife instantly began to tremble. Immediately afterwards, an invisible sharp sword intent began to tear in front of the cloth-clothed man, and the space was shaking slightly.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingdui grabbed Liu Feng and took a few steps back, standing farther away to watch this scene.