Zhou Qing felt this breath and his eyes condensed.

"Entering the state of slightest."

Zhou Qing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Yu Feng's talent in swordsmanship was so extraordinary. Not only did he master the sword force, but he had already reached a higher level of sword force.

"die!"

A cold syllable was spit out of Yu Feng's mouth, and his body appeared in front of Zhou Qing in an instant, with the ancient sword ruthlessly stabbing Zhou Qing.

"You are not the only one who masters the state of entering the microscope."

Facing Yu Feng's sword with a slight sword, Zhou Qing was not afraid at all, and the Three Killing Sword also stabbed out.

The sword exudes murderous intent, fighting intent, destruction and indomitable intention. At this moment, the sword seems to have life.

This is the collision between two sword cultivators on the sword path. Not only people, but also swords, they also felt the sword meaning emitted from their master.

Boom!

The two swords collided again, making a loud noise of deafening gold and stone.

The crowd looked at the two figures colliding on the stage, and their hearts trembled violently. What a powerful young man, his talent in swordsmanship, was so extraordinary.

"ah--"

Still, on the battle stage, Yu Feng let out a shrill scream, his figure retreated repeatedly, and the hot blood was thrown on the battle stage, and an arm fell to the ground, stunning and shocking.

"Yu Feng, an arm was cut off!"

Seeing Yu Feng's retreating figure, the crowd's eyes were condensed. Unexpectedly, Yu Feng, the swordsman genius of the Yu family, was cut off by Zhou Qing in the collision just now. How miserable.

Zhou Qing stood there, the Three Killing Sword was standing in front of him, and the breeze blew by, stirring Zhou Qing's clothes.

At this moment, he was like a peerless sword god, and a strong sword intent kept emanating from him, frivolous, unruly, arrogant, and sharp.

"Teaching me to use a sword, you deserve it?" The cold words came out of Zhou Qing's mouth, making the hearts of the crowd tremble again.

Previously, Yu Feng said he wanted to teach Zhou Qing to use the sword. At this moment, in front of Zhou Qing, Yu Feng's words were a joke.

"Hahaha..."

Yu Feng stared at Zhou Qing with resentful eyes and started to smile coldly.

He is a sword genius in the Yu family. He practices swords at the age of twelve and controls swords at the age of 15. A year ago, the sword genius was extremely powerful and became a sword genius who could fight higher-level battles.

Now, Zhou Qing was actually cut off his arm, so ridiculous.

boom!

Suddenly, a sharp sword force burst out from Yu Feng's body, and behind him, a golden long sword appeared. This was the bloodline martial soul of the Yu family and the golden sword martial soul.

"die!"

Yu Feng's twisted face was as terrifying as a ghost. He had a light of hatred in his eyes. The golden sword spirit behind him was released, and it descended on Yu Feng to enhance his sword power.

"The swallows return to their nests."

The martial soul was released, the body of Yufeng was as light as a swallow, the sword was as soft as a swallow, and the sword was as soft as a small one, and he used the strongest sword in his life, vowing to make Zhou Qing a dead soul under the sword and wash away the revenge of the broken arm.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, and a cold voice spit out: "Use the sword, I will teach you."

As the words fell, a terrifying sword intent came. Once the sword intent was released, the sword that Yu Feng stabbed slightly, and a look of horror appeared.

"You actually..."

"die!"

Zhou Qing's figure floated past and appeared in front of Yufeng.

Yufeng's body trembled violently.

Facing Zhou Qing's sword, he had no resistance at all. He felt an extremely strong sword intent destroying the vitality in his body. His face was twisting wildly, staring at Zhou Qing tightly.

"Pudong."

The ancient sword fell to the ground, and Yufeng's body, with strong hatred, also fell on the battlefield.
Chapter completed!