The sword holder sacrifices his life and forgets his life.

The murderer moves forward.

If you hold a sword and kill someone, what you want is the sword coming out and the person will die.

As for whether he will die after killing someone, that is not something Qin Feng needs to consider.

As he said just now, there are only two things in his eyes.

Your own sword.

The one to kill!

The nine venerables behind them kept approaching. They were very fast, but no matter how fast they were, they could never have faster sword light.

Qin Feng's sword had already appeared in front of the old man's throat. Under this sword, everything in the world seemed to be retreating and avoiding it.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of him and said, "A very good sword. Since Xiao Boru ascended and Zi Fei disappeared, it is difficult to see such a fast sword in this world again."

Qin Feng is very strong, the sword is very fast and sharp.

But he is the old master, the old master of Yin Cao. His strength has been at its peak. Even though he has not lived for many years, his strength is still there, so the sword can only stab his throat and can no longer move forward.

"There are many people who have to kill me over the years, but none of them have succeeded. So I hope that when facing me, the old man, you should at least show some respect."

The old man's hunched body gradually straightened, and a powerful energy surged out of his body, which actually lifted Qin Feng's body backwards and was hitting the nine venerables.

The long sword flew in his hand, his eyes flashed and bent the crabapple around him, and the sharp edges came out of his body, and countless sharp edges swept across all directions. The nine venerables behind him all stopped.

Qin Feng's body twisted in the air, raised his left hand, and his palm was towards the nine venerables. Countless sword lights gushed out of his palms, and forced all the nine venerables to retreat. With the extremely powerful reaction force, he held the long sword in his hand, and his whole body turned into a sword light and galloped towards the old man.

The long sword passed through the air, bringing a scratch to mark the sky with transparent traces.

"There are a few people worthy of my respect, but you are not among them!"

The sword light cut through the sky, passed through the old man's chest, and flashed away.

The sword light disappeared, revealing Qin Feng's body, holding a long sword with his back to the old man, and blood gushed behind him. A huge blood hole appeared on the chest of the old man in the underworld, and the internal organs inside were broken together.

This is a death-related injury.

But Qin Feng did not put away the sword, but his body flashed and appeared in front of the old man again. The sword swept across and slashed towards his head.

The old man turned his body sideways, raised his hand and leaned his hand in front of him. His thin palm was like an indestructible mountain, blocking the sword, and then flicked his fingers lightly, and Qin Feng's body was shaken away again.

On the other hand, the old man looked at him with appreciation and praised: "Your sword is better than I thought."

As he spoke, his broken chest slowly recovered, but in just a few breaths, he had completely recovered his original appearance, and it seemed that he had never been injured.

Liang Xiaodao and others on the Yun Zhou changed their faces one after another, and the joy that had just emerged disappeared instantly.

Qin Feng's body fell to the ground, and the long sword gently stroked in front of him, dispersing the huge pressure coming towards him. His warm eyes narrowed slightly: "Immortality?"

The old man looked at him with some surprise and said, "I didn't expect that there are people in the world who know the existence of the Immortal Sutra. It really surprised me." Listening to the conversation between the two, Liang Xiaodao turned his head and looked at Li Yinan and asked, "What is the Immortal Sutra?"

Li Yinan's face was solemn and explained: "The Immortal Sutra is a legendary sutra. It is said that once you practice, you can be immortal and immortal after reaching perfection. But this is just a legend. I have never seen anyone practice since ancient times. I didn't expect that I will see the light of heaven again in the hands of the leader of this underworld."

The master passing away on the side also nodded and added: "He did not have such skills ten thousand years ago. I think it was an opportunity that he had obtained in nearly ten thousand years. With this Immortal Sutra, no wonder he dared to face Mr. Qin's sword edge."

Liang Xiaodao frowned and asked, "Anyway, isn't he destined to be unable to kill him?"

Master Ren shook his head gently and said, "There has never been anything truly immortal in this world. The so-called immortal sutra just raises vitality to an unimaginable level, but he can no longer escape the fate of death. Every time he recovers from a dying state, his strength will decrease a little. Although the amplitude is so small that it is almost invisible, he will definitely not be able to escape Qin Feng's eyes. Since he can't kill it once, he will kill ten times or twenty times."

The head of Sanqiya continued: "This is only theoretically the case. With his strength, even Qin Feng was not sure that he could suppress him. The sword just now broke out of his chest and was intentional, with the purpose of shocking us. It is not easy for Qin Feng to cut out the deadly sword light next."

Liang Xiaodao and others stopped talking after hearing this. Although this Immortal Sutra is not really immortal, it is also an extremely sloppy ability. Just as the leader just said, the other party can make many mistakes, and even adopt the method of exchanging life for life. Qin Feng only needs to make one mistake, which is a real injury and cannot recover in a short period of time.

This is where the Immortal Sutra is truly powerful and truly fearful.

Under the cloud boat, Qin Feng picked up a sword flower and said lightly: "I know more than you think."

The old man said oh and asked, "I really want to know, what else do you know?"

Qin Feng did not speak, took a deep breath, and the space around his body suddenly fluctuated like water vapor. He was holding a sword in his hand, and there was no expression on his calm face. The illusory feeling around him began to gradually become stronger, and then a breath of existence and nothingness began to slowly spread out in his body.

The sunlight above my head shone down, but in the hot summer, it strangely gave rise to a cold feeling, and the vague Taoist rhyme spread in front of Qin Feng.

He held the sword and walked forward.

A powerful sword intent emerged from the feet and slowly condensed into an origin.

He took another step, the earth began to shake, and the crabapple flowers floated all over the sky, and the origin was trampled by him, and the sword intent spread between the heaven and earth like ripples.

The thirty-two Yin Caos around Yun Zhou suddenly shook all over his body, and the magic array that was closely connected to each other actually broke.

"It's now!"

Master Ren shouted softly, and instantly left Yunzhou and flew towards the nine venerables on the ground. Beside him, Zhuge Shisan, Master Sanqi Cliff, Liu Ran and two elders from Sanqi Cliff came up at the same time.

The six people joined the battle, and the violent aura instantly enveloped the nine venerables.

The ripples of the sword energy are still rippling.

The black robes on the nine venerables swayed backwards, and a few tiny wounds appeared on their bodies. Faced with the attack of the six people, even if the nine venerables were all in the top ten of the heavenly scrolls, they would not dare to be careless at all.

After all, among these six people, there are Master Qingtiance and Master Sanqiya, and the old master of Tingxue Tower. All three of them are high-level strength in the top five of the Zhutian Scroll, plus Zhuge Shisan, who also has the top ten strengths and two Sanqiya Wenshengs in the top fifteen.

With six against nine, they are not at all inferior.

You should know that the Wensheng Road is an existence that is said to be half a level higher than the ordinary five realms. This is half a level higher than that, and the gap is even greater than imagined.

The magic circle was broken, and the thirty-two Yin Cao five realms approached each other, intending to connect the formation again, but at this moment, a big Buddha suddenly appeared in the sky, as high as ten thousand feet, sitting in the sky, with a golden Buddha head looking down at the sentient beings below.

A huge Buddha palm fell on his head.

The power of this palm actually made the thirty-two Yin Cao's five realms bend down.

This is the strength of the abbot of Wuliang Temple, the terrifying strength that ranks fourth in the Heavenly Scroll of the Desolate State.

The Buddha's palm was still falling, and suddenly the sounds of various human beings sounded from all directions.

A Buddha recited the sutras with his head.

Some of the Vajra looked at him with glaring eyes.

There are Bodhisattvas who are compassionate to the heavens and compassionate to others.

There are Arhats who save lives and help the wounded.

A Buddha's country suddenly appeared in front of me, with all kinds of human beings and all things in the world.

Many Yin Cao Wudi looked back in horror and saw four people standing on the cloud boat.

At this moment, they were separated and looked at them.

This is the Bodhisattvas in the Four Directions of Wuliang Temple, who have great enlightenment and great abilities.

The Bodhisattvas from all directions joined forces to create a Buddha's kingdom. The master passed away sat cross-legged in the sky, and a huge figure of the Buddha behind him fell from the Great Palm of the Tathagata. It can be said that under such an offensive, although there were many thirty-two masters in the underworld, they did not have any ability to resist.

Thirty-two people looked up at the sky, and the big handprint was still falling.

The ground seemed to have begun to collapse. The strong wind crushed countless crabapple trees. The handprints fell on the heads of the thirty-two masters, but they did not cause any damage, but quietly dissipated like a gust of breeze.

This scene made Li Xiu and others on Yun Zhou subconsciously shrink their pupils, and they were not sure what was going on.

Could it be that God has the virtue of living a life?

Or maybe the master passed away at a critical moment and showed mercy and took over his supernatural powers?

This is of course a useless guess and something that is impossible to happen.

The Great Hand Seal slowly dissipated, and the golden light of the Buddha Kingdom began to converge, revealing the true appearance of the thirty-two Yin Cao Wudi.

There was a transparent thing there, shining with colorful light. At first glance, I couldn't see what it was, but just a moment later, Li Xiu thought of something.

"Hind Bridge?"

His expression changed and he spoke.

The others also looked there and finally nodded and confirmed that it was indeed the Bridge of Underworld. The most powerful sacred object in the underworld is not just the underworld. Looking at the whole world, it is also the top sacred object, which can be compared with the Spirit of the Human Emperor at that time.

Although the underworld bridge is now damaged, the power it can exert is still extremely huge. However, every use requires a lot of resources. Even with the wealth of the underworld, the number of times it has been used in millions of years has not been used in the underworld bridge, let alone the current price that is used specifically for combat is countless times higher than expected.

Now the Yin Cao actually used the Mingqiao to participate in the battle. It is conceivable how much it would cost to kill all of them here.

Still have determination.
Chapter completed!