Kill it in a blink of an eye

Over the Qingye Empire, Jun Ye was flying in the air. His speed was extremely fast, like a meteor breaking through the sky, instantly a thousand meters.

"There is the breath of the Zixiao Divine Sword."

Just as he was speeding towards the direction given by his master, he suddenly sensed the breath of the Zixiao Divine Sword, immediately stopped at speed, and released his spiritual sense to sense.

Soon, he locked his direction and headed towards the imperial city.

When he arrived here, he happened to see Qin Feng's fist breaking the sky and smashing the magic circle of the country protection.

"The Seventh Level Power of the Spirit Ghost."

Jun Ye sensed the power of the blood seal, no wonder Ling Youjinmo sent out before, this person was actually in a high-level Ling Youguo Realm.

Without hesitation, he immediately cut down a sword, and the intent of the thunder sword was extraordinary. He broke through the bloody storm and slashed towards Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng swept his eyes and his palms waving, and blood rolled, accompanied by a roar, and the thunder sword light was immediately shattered.

"It's interesting to actually break my sword intent."

Jun Ye walked down, and a wave flashed through the unchanging eyes, which was an accident and a surprise.

The purpose of his trip was to bring back the Zixiao Divine Sword, which was to find an opportunity to break through the realm. Qin Feng had the power of high-level spirit and ghost, which was really good, but for him, it was no challenge.

However, being able to break his sword intent made him feel a little interested and fighting.

"People from Zixiao Shensect?"

Qin Feng glanced at Jun Ye, and said a word made everyone around him stunned, and then shocked him inexplicably.

Zixiao Divine Sect?

Is it the peerless overlord of China?

How is this possible?

That's the overlord of China, how could he come to the territory of these hundreds of countries?

Everyone did not believe it, and instinctively believed that the Zixiao Shenzong that Qin Feng mentioned was not the same Zixiao Shenzong.

Only Ye Qingyu's jade face trembled.

Is what Master said true?

Those people were really from the Zixiao Divine Sect?

Master, have you had a marriage with Zixiao Shenzong?

My God, this...

"Since you know, let's hand over the Zixiao Divine Sword first."

Jun Ye did not deny his identity and looked at Qin Fengdao.

"Xuan Ji really looked up to you."

Qin Feng shook his head and sneered.

Of course, Qin Feng knew that the purpose of Mu Xuanji handing over the Zixiao Divine Sword to him was nothing more than to shift the attention of some people in China to him and ask him to help solve the problem to protect Mu Wanyi.

Logically speaking, those people should be not weak, at least, compared to Mu Xuanji, they would not be much weaker, but even though they knew that the Zixiao Divine Sword was on him, they sent Ling You to rob him.

Is this underestimating the Zixiao Divine Sword?

Or underestimate him?

"presumptuous!"

Jun Ye's expression suddenly became cold, his momentum changed, and the space around him was surrounded by infinite sword intent. His whole body seemed to have turned into a sword, which would be unsheathed at any time and cut off all the enemies in the world.

Although the master has always looked at the position of the Lord of the Shenzong and did not deal with Mu Xuanji very much, Mu Xuanji was once the leader of the Shenzong, so his name cannot be blasphemed by others.

"Ling, the peak of Linggu, there is rescue, now there is rescue."

The Lord Qingye, who was lucky enough to live in the palace, instantly felt Jun Ye's breath, and was shocked and full of joy.

He doesn't care who Jun Ye is.

He doesn't care whether he is from Zixiao Shenzong or not.

He just wanted to see Qin Feng die so that he would have hope of living.

Qin Feng is strong, but he will never be stronger than Lingyou Peak.

In his opinion, Qin Feng is dead and he is saved.

"Whisper."

Ye Qingsong and his wife also felt Jun Ye's terrifying momentum, the peak of Linggu, could Qin Feng stop it?

Ye Qingyu's face was a little calm and she did not respond.

She didn't know the state of her master.

However, she believed in her master.

"sword!"

Jun Ye didn't say anything nonsense. He raised his sword to slash at Qin Feng. The sword resounded like thunder, carrying the terrifying power of destroying all things, sweeping down.

Qin Feng waved his palm, and the same blood seal, but its power was incomparable, and it directly crushed Jun Ye's sword light.

The seventh level of the spirit ghost?

He thought it was this state.

Unfortunately, he is not.

He is just a martial artist, but he is 98,400 martial artists. His power can shake the immortals.

Just how can I use a ox knife to kill a chicken and break the magic circle of the country protection? Is it necessary to do my best?

"No wonder you dare to lurk in the Zixiao Divine Sect to seize the sword. It's true that you have some skills. It's a pity that you are destined to be a stepping stone for me to break the realm."

Jun Ye was very surprised, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger. His strength was quite good. A terrifying thunder sword storm blew up all over his body, covering the sky and the sun. His sword intent was amazing, which scared the crowd outside the imperial city to the point of being pale.

Under the terrifying pressure, even the Lord Qingye was trembling all over and couldn't help but want to crawl.

How powerful is the peak of Lingyou?

He felt it now.

That was not something he could fight against, but the pressure alone could suffocate him.

But the more this happens, the more he feels at ease. Such a terrifying momentum should be able to crush Qin Feng.

"Yeah?"

But at this moment, Qin Feng was full of blood and thoughts. Facing the terrifying thunder sword, he did not dodge or avoid it, but went to the opposite side.

His figure was extremely gorgeous. When he stepped up, the majestic thunder sword swept down instantly disintegrated and turned into violent spiritual energy to disappear.

It is true that he is a martial artist. It is logical that it is impossible to mobilize the rules of spiritual energy to move in the air, but for hundreds of thousands of years, Qin Feng has no restrictions on the practice of other forces.

Therefore, he practiced a lot of power.

Blood refining is one of them.

The majestic blood and energy are enough to replace the rules of spiritual energy and support him in the air.

"Your sword can't suppress me. Can you bear my sword?"

Qin Feng looked at Jun Ye, his expression was still so indifferent, and there seemed to be no other person in his deep pupils.

He grabbed his palm, as if he had grabbed the wind, and his blood and intent were stirred up in his body, forming a sword light in front of him.

The blood sword was violent, as if there was thunder shining, like a blood thunder sword.

"go!"

Qin Feng bounced his fingers, and the Blood Thunder Sword roared violently and rushed straight to Jun Ye.

The power of that sword is almost indescribable. As soon as it roars, it seems to turn into a roar of thunder, with blood rushing, like thunder punishment to destroy the world.

Countless people were shocked by the sword of Qin Feng.

Especially Jun Ye, his pupils burst open, he stared at the sword in horror, and said in surprise: "This is the Thunder Sword Art, how could you be the unique skill of my Zixiao Divine Sect?"

Although the sword was blood-red, as if it had covered something, Jun Ye could see that the essence of the sword was the Thunder Sword Technique.

That is the unique skill of the Zixiao Divine Sect.

How could this boy be?

Before he could be shocked, the sword had already reached its peak. His sword intent quickly exploded to the limit, but was overwhelmed by blood, which made his face turn ashen, trembling, and instantly lost his previous arrogant momentum, as if he was under unparalleled pressure.

It is true that appropriate pressure can stimulate people's potential, but absolute pressure will only crush people.

Jun Ye was under this pressure at this moment.

The Blood Thunder Sword is powerful and wonderful, and it is so wonderful that it cannot resist at all. In fact, he really cannot resist it.

No matter how he exerted his sword intent, it was hard to stop his power. In the end, the sound of cracking in the sword in his hand was heard, as if he could not bear the power and shattered with a bang.
To be continued...