Sword God Cultivation System

"I will not lose, and it is impossible to lose." Qin Pufeng said.

"Oh?" Dongfang Bai crossed his sword, with a playful expression on his face: "But today you are doomed."

Although Qin Pufeng was in a state of chaotic consciousness at this time, the blood sword in his hand never hesitated, and the immortal power poured out as if it was worthless, filling the field with blood lotuses.The killing intent was mixed with the sword intent to kill Dongfang Bai.

"Pity."

With a sigh, Dongfang Bai drew out his sword.

One sword flat.

The blood lotus disappeared, and the killing intent and sword intent also disappeared. Only the real sun fire on Qin Pufeng's body was still burning, protecting him as the last protective barrier, but...

Qin Pufeng's chest was cut about [-] centimeters long. Although it was not deep, the tingling sensation spread throughout his brain.With the strength of his physical body, even if he stood there and let a celestial being attack with all his strength, he might not be able to hurt him at all, but now a sword directly broke his physical body, and also shattered his last thought of consciousness.

"Sleep with peace of mind. You are just a consciousness created by failure and guilt. After all, you are not me, and you will not understand me." The suppressed consciousness in the body finally returned to the body, and the indomitable Qin Pufeng fell into a deep sleep. .

Qin Pufeng's body stood there motionless, and Dongfang Bai raised his sword again to prepare for the final blow.

Suddenly, the eyes that were out of focus became active, and a cry of pain came from his mouth: "WTF, it hurts me to death!" On Qin Pufeng's chest, even though the blood had clotted, the deep wound With his every move, he kept pulling.

A streak of immortal power was attached to it, and although the wound showed a slight tendency to heal, the recovery was unusually slow.

The sword has arrived.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Pufeng's mouth.

Mind a move.

This is?Dongfang Bai looked at the magic sword breaking free from his hand, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.More than ten swords surrounded Qin Pufeng, including the original sword in Dongfang Bai's hand.

Many disciples in the immortal stage stared at all this with dumbstruck eyes. These fairy swords flew out of their dantians. At this moment, they completely lost the sense of these swords, and they seemed to have been completely taken away by Qin Pufeng.

As for those senior brothers and talents who are already in the ranks of Jinxian, they stared at Qin Pufeng. Just now, their gentle fairy swords almost failed. Qin Pufeng drove.

Mo Chou frowned, just now his natal sword received some images, could this be the emperor in the sword, the image of the return of ten thousand swords?Even the master has never done it!
"I've been waiting for a long time, Yan Shisan." Qin Pufeng lowered his hand from his chest. Although his chest was still aching, it was harmless. This time, the Wufeng Sword Intent was truly displayed in front of Dongfang Bai.

Sword Intent controlled these fairy swords, and flew towards Dongfang Bai at once.

"You have changed." Dongfang Bai just said this, and with one move with one hand, one of the flying swords left the queue and flew into his hand: "However, the result will not change."

"Then we'll wait and see." The real fire of the sun was put away, and a strange-looking sword appeared in his hand.

Dongfang Bai's pupils shrank.

The past has finally appeared.

Zhang Qifan's breathing also became rapid, as if he would lose his due calmness as soon as he saw this second-best sword in the upper world.

Let Dongfang Bai shoot down those fairy swords one by one, Qin Pufeng stood there quietly holding the past.

At this moment, Qin Pufeng held the fairy sword that even the fairy king felt threatened like an ordinary sword, without any power or threat.

Those fairy swords returned to the hands of their masters, even though Qin Pufeng looked like a monster in their eyes at this time, an existence that terrified them.

"This sword is for you, thank you for letting me find myself." Qin Pufeng's body flickered with a sword, and then returned to calm, the past and the past were already hanging by his side.

Dongfang Bai subconsciously used his strength and raised his sword to block, but his body still retreated as if he had received a heavy blow.

"Kaka..." Dongfang Bai had already inserted his sword deeply into the ring, but he still couldn't stop the tendency to retreat, and a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Good sword..." Backing back to the edge of the ring, Dongfang Bai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and praised.Lifting the sword, he staggered a little, but he still walked back step by step, and asked while walking, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"It's self-made, so it's called returning to the nest." Qin Pufeng touched the strange-looking past, thought for a while, and said with a smile.

"It's good to return the sword to the nest, good, good, good." Dongfang Bailian said three good words, and raised the sword in his hand again.

"If the No.14 sword is a summary of your previous thirteen swords, then this No.15 sword is the sublimation of the whole set of swordsmanship. I just don't know how strong your sword is. I wanted to try it a long time ago." Qin Pufeng also held up the past, and looked at this once his favorite character from a distance.

"It seems that you know a lot. There is still my story in the mortal world. Should I be happy?" Dongfang Bai didn't deny it, but rather missed it. Ji, I miss the third young master of the Xie family who comprehended the Fifteen Swords with him.

"Kill." Dongfang Bai's murderous aura instantly engulfed Qin Pufeng. This is the No. 15 sword of the Thirteen Swords of Death, the sword of killing the way, and the sword will kill.At the beginning, he stopped because he couldn't control this sword, but it was the first time he used this sword in these years, and now that he is a demon, he can naturally control it freely.

"I admire you very much," Qin Pufeng just stood there, motionless, not only didn't respond, but said calmly: "In the world, you can comprehend the way of sword and swordsmanship that no number of immortals can comprehend. Yan Shisan, who would rather commit suicide than kill Xie Xiaofeng by mistake, is the Yan Shisan I respect the most."

"Your junior brother, I'm afraid your swordsmanship is not inferior to mine..." Li Taibai left behind such a sentence, and left. He didn't need to watch the next competition, and the big stone in his heart could be regarded as letting go. No words, there is really a successor.

The past is moved by a sword, and thousands of wind and rain turn into nothingness.

The magic sword collided with the past. This time, Qin Pufeng did not lose because of the gap between the swords. Instead, he stuck tightly to Dongfang Bai, their eyes facing each other.

"Without the power of this sword?"

"Why use it? I'm just a swordsman, not a loser who uses a sword to rule the world."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and separated.

No one can help anyone.

"Come on, let's go on, it's been a long time since I swung my sword so happily." Dongfang Bai raised his sword, and for the first time showed a smile that was no longer like a formula: "Let you also see the sword after the No.15 sword." Six swords, all the kendos that have been comprehended over the past 200 years are all in it."

Qin Pufeng raised his sword and stretched out: "Come on."

The two fought together again.

Although the Demon Emperor is still lazily sitting on the chair, the look in her eyes is not serious. I have been holding back my apprentice for 200 years, and now I finally meet a swordsman who can do it with all his strength. Is this luck or What about misfortune?

Ren Shifei's eyes were fixed on the field, and he omitted even blinking. He wanted to see clearly, he wanted to see through, senior brother and Qin Pufeng, the two strongest sword cultivators he could come into contact with now.

One day, I will surpass you all.Ren Shifei clenched his fist and made up his mind.

"Oh? Qin Pufeng's progress is a bit fast. It's been a long time since I saw him. He has reached the level of a venerable from a meat fairy. He realized that you should study hard with your brother Qin. When the time comes, he will win you. The face of the master is hard to bear." Tang Xuanzang sat on the chair, holding a Zen staff in one hand, and lightly placed the other hand on the enlightened bald head, touched it, and it seemed to feel good?

For the first time, Wu Dao also put away his laughing expression, and watched the competition on the ring seriously. Perhaps, these are the two strongest in this competition.

Zhang Qifan never turned his eyes away. Although he didn't want to admit it, the current Qin Pufeng and the current Dongfang Bai have gone farther than him in the way of swordsmanship, but he will not just admit defeat.

But all the younger generation of sword cultivators stared at the two of them intently, unwilling to take any action, although they often couldn't see what happened at all.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, Qin Pufeng and Dongfang Bai should be the two strongest sword cultivators in this generation." Haotian patted the chair, half sighing, half admiring, he didn't look at Zhang Qifan's expression, but He also knew that Zhang Qifan would definitely not be in a good mood at this time.

Tang Chen even clenched his fists excitedly. He wanted to go up and fight these two people. He wanted to know whether he could beat them on the way of swordsmanship.

Even Zhang Miao, who was the referee, had to admit that this was the most exciting match he had ever seen since he became a referee of the Grand Competition, and it was also the time in his history that he felt that these young people were the closest to him.

As the two fought, the entire arena became devastated. The clean arena that would have been restored in a short time was now covered with sword marks, and countless pits replaced the original arena. The two had already fought from the ground to the sky.

"Sword Qi spans [-] miles, and a sword's light chills nineteen continents. This sentence is also very suitable for you." Qin Pufeng said with knowing smiles on both of them.

"I'm not the third young master of the Xie family, and I'll never be him, will I?" Dongfang Bai didn't deny it, but asked instead.

Qin Pufeng slashed out with a sword, nodded and said: "San Shao Xie is just a poor Xie San Shao, but Yan Shisan is the Yan Shisan who wields the sword to the end of the world."