"Do you regret it now? Unfortunately, it's too late."

Yu Fei looked down at Zhou Qing with disdain on his face. The Qiwu realm warrior was vulnerable to the Lingwu realm warrior.

Zhou Qing wanted to compete with him with the ninth level of Qi Martial Arts, but he was simply ignorant of the greatness of the world.

"I do regret it, I regret not killing him directly."

Zhou Qing stood up, with no fear at all expression, but his eyes were full of sharpness. Instead of being timid and regretful, it is better to fight with all your might.

Is the Lingwu Realm really something that martial artists in Qiwu Realm cannot compete with?

At least Zhou Qing doesn’t believe it!

He is now at the ninth level of Qi Wu Realm. Although his true qi is not as sharp as the true energy, if he uses the sword force, Zhou Qing believes that he is definitely qualified to fight against the Lingwu Realm.

As my body moves, the bluefish under my feet emerges and my body flashes out.

"Sword roars and thunder sound."

Zhou Qing had a long sword in his hand, and Lei Yin was ready to move. The fierce sword aura made Yu Hao and Yaoyao on the side frightened.

"The trick of the devil is to teach you what is the Thunder Sword Technique."

Faced with Zhou Qing's attack, Yu Fei sneered disdainfully, his wrist trembled, and his long sword swirled upside down like an antelope hanging on its horns. The sound of thunder running under the sword was deafening.

The same Thunder Sword Technique, but Yu Fei, who used the Lingwu Realm, was much more powerful than Zhou Qing, and he was almost as powerful as the top-level martial arts skills.

This is not that Yu Fei's understanding of the Thunder Sword Technique is far above Zhou Qing, but because Yu Fei has a spiritual martial arts realm and his true energy is more powerful, so his power is more powerful than that of a Qiwu realm warrior.

"Running with one sword."

"Sword roars and thunder sound."

"Ben Lei Wuji."

"The sword is like thunder."

In just a short moment, Zhou Qing used all four sword moves of the Thunder Sword Technique, and then repeated them continuously. The thunder kept exploding, with all the rumbling sounds, as if the Thunder God was angry.

In just a moment, a sword curtain formed in front of Zhou Qing, and thousands of sword energy raged in the cave.

"Defense? Is it useful? In front of the powerful Lingwu realm, any means are unnecessary."

Seeing this scene, Yu Fei sneered, and the breath of the powerful sword was slashed out, and the powerful aura bombarded the sword screen, making a loud burst sound.

Zhou Qing in the sword curtain felt like a lonely boat in the vast sea, swaying in the wind and rain, and the powerful aura kept bombarding the sword curtain, spreading the power to him.

But even so, Zhou Qing's sword technique is still smooth and smooth, without any confusion.

"hateful."

When Yu Fei saw that the sword energy he had slashed out could not break Zhou Qing's sword curtain, his eyes sank, his body swooped, and the sword light poured out like mercury pouring out.

“It’s over.”

At this moment, a bright light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes. The long sword was activated, and the sword curtain dissipated invisible. Countless sword energy swam along with Zhou Qing's sword. The powerful thunder power seemed to have merged into Zhou Qing's sword.

The momentum, the momentum of the sword, the momentum of the thunder, destroy everything.

At the same time, Zhou Qing's sword with the hidden sword is also the Guiyuan sword, the top-grade human-level sword technique.

The terrifying power of destruction spread wildly from Zhou Qing's long sword. Yu Fei noticed this force, and a look of horror appeared on his face. His body flew backwards in the air, extremely rapid, and instantly away from Zhou Qing.

Yu Fei believed that if he and Zhou Qing fought head-on, this sword would not take his life and would still be able to severely damage him, even if he was in the Lingwu Realm and Zhou Qing was in the Qiwu Realm.

But Zhou Qing's steps did not stop. The green fish under his feet carried him, and the powerful sword turned into a thunder and lightning, rushing towards Yu Fei.

No matter how fast Yu Fei retreated, he was not as fast as the thunder.

"Sword Martial Soul!"

Feeling the crisis of life and death, Yu Fei roared, and the light burst out behind him, and the sword martial soul emerged. His aura became extremely powerful in an instant. Facing Zhou Qing's sword, the sword light poured down like water.

Boom.

The entire cave trembled suddenly, gravel fell down, and countless sword energy exploded, wrapping Yu Fei in it.

"Fish Shadow Game."

Zhou Qing turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the cave. When he left, he swung his sword and screamed loudly.

"asshole!"

Yu Fei escaped from the sword energy storm, and countless holes were torn from his clothes, which looked ragged. Some of them were stained with blood and obviously suffered some skin injuries.

If he hadn't activated his martial soul at a critical moment and fully released his strength, he would have been severely injured under Zhou Qing's sword.

But now, although he took Zhou Qing's sword, he also let Zhou Qing escape and killed Yu Hao at the same time, making him angry and roar loudly.

Since he broke through to the Lingwu Realm, he has never suffered such a great loss, and he has suffered a loss at the hands of a Qiwu Realm warrior who he doesn't even like. If this is spread, he may not have the shame to continue to practice in the inner sect.

Holding Yu Hao's body, Yu Fei's face looked ferocious as a ghost. At this moment, blood overflowed from Yu Hao's throat and no breath was gone. It was the masterpiece of the sword when Zhou Qing left.

"Bastard, I, Yu Fei and you, will never stop. I must kill you!"

It was as if the sound from hell echoed in the cave. Yaoyao was so scared that she trembled all over. Relying on the stone wall of the cave, she didn't expect that Zhou Qing's strength was so powerful that even Yu Fei from the Lingwu Realm could not do anything to him.

However, Zhou Qing did not hear Yu Fei's roar. Even if he heard it, he would only smile coldly.

Yu Fei wanted him to live a life worse than death. The two of them were already alive and dead, so what was going on and on, which was ridiculous.

Zhou Qing is not an evil person and will not provoke others on his own initiative, but if he thinks he is a soft persimmon, he would be a big mistake.

If a person wants to bully him or kill him, he will naturally have to hold on to the three-foot green edge and fight back.

After running wildly for half an hour, Zhou Qing's steps gradually slowed down. After coughing twice, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Lingwu Realm is indeed powerful. Although he can barely compete with Yu Fei with the power of a sword, he has suffered considerable injuries. After all, the gap between the two is like a gap, and it is impossible for ordinary warriors to cross it.

Only a monster like him who has comprehended the sword power in the Qiwu Realm can overcome this shackles and fight Yu Fei, who is at the first level of the Lingwu Realm.

In this battle, he used his cultivation level at the early stage of the Ninth Level of Qi Martial Realm to fight against the masters of the Spirit Martial Realm. He was proud enough. If he said it, others would never believe it.

"The Lingwu Realm is indeed very strong, but if my cultivation level is stable, I will never be like this now."

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed, he took out a bottle from his body, opened it, poured out a pill and threw it into his mouth, and a cool feeling spread in his body.

Soon, Zhou Qing felt a sense of depression in his chest being held back, and within a moment, he felt that his injuries had almost completely recovered.

"What a domineering medicine."

Zhou Qing's eyes showed a look of surprise.

This bottle of pill is the reward received by other countries' war missions, a bottle of top-quality healing pills.

(End of this chapter)
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