I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"How much do you know?"

After Qin Feng paused, he continued: "This place is dangerous and it's not easy to cultivate. If you don't want to die, you should leave quickly!"

If Jian Wuchou is also a sword cultivator of Yujing Academy, and he finds out that there is Taixu Daoyun left by the Taixu saint here, and he wants to practice and absorb it, he will not stop it.

But the teleportation void channel behind Jian Wuchou obviously borrowed the power of the demons.

"Ha ha..."

Jian Wuchou laughed out loud when he heard the words.

He seldom had any mood swings, but after hearing Qin Feng's words, he couldn't help it anymore, and said: "I have to admit, you do have a lot of means, and even the legendary incarnation has practiced .

But your real body's cultivation is only at the Martial Extreme Realm at most, and you don't even have a half-step Nirvana Sutra. If you want to hurt me, it's tantamount to a fool's dream, where do you have the confidence to say such a thing. "

After the words fell, Jian Wuchou didn't want to waste any more time, so he just drew his sword and slashed out.

The pitch-black sword glow was like a crescent moon, carrying terrifying power, heading towards Qin Feng, and large cracks appeared in the void where it passed along the way.

"Hiss...what a terrifying sword!" The big man gasped.

"From what he said just now, could it be that he is a Nirvana-level sword cultivator?" Shangguan Muqing said in shock.

They all felt that it was impossible for the incarnation condensed by this sword energy to block Jian Wuchou's strike.

After all, Jian Wuchou is a strong man in the Nirvana realm. If he can block it with just an incarnation outside his body, how strong will his real body be?

"Since you insist on courting death, then you can't blame me." Seeing Jian Wuchou make a move, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly.

It's just that after he finished speaking, he didn't intend to make a move, and let Jian Wuchou's incomparably domineering sword smash his incarnation to pieces.

"That's it?"

Seeing this, Jian Wuchou was slightly taken aback, and his eyes were even a little dazed.

He thought that Qin Feng's incarnation outside his body, the reason why he dared to speak harshly to him just now must be because he still had some powerful trump card that he hadn't shown yet.

But I didn't expect it to be so easy, and I was chopped off by myself.

For a moment, he was a little stunned.

But after a while, Jian Wuchou shook his head, thinking that Qin Feng's real body must be far away and he couldn't rush back, so he could only threaten himself with words.

He wanted to stretch out his palm again, intending to grab Qin Zining who had absorbed Taixu Daoyun inside.

"Boom boom..."

It's just that at this moment, a deafening sound suddenly sounded in the distant sky, as if a big river was rushing in the sky.

Jian Wuchou's intuition immediately sensed the great danger, and he was approaching rapidly, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly looked towards the sky behind him.

I saw a sword soul that was terrifying to the extreme, shooting towards here, like a god's shot, with the power to destroy the world.

"how come..."

After Jian Wuchou saw the sword soul, he was completely shocked.

The reason for this is not only because he can feel that the sword that is obviously coming towards him contains an extremely terrifying sword intent, and that dangerous feeling even surpasses his Nirvana in the face of some ancient holy places. The time of the strong.

It was because he also discovered that the sword energy that condensed the sword soul was exactly the same as the sword energy of the incarnation just now, and it definitely came from the same person.

Jian Wuchou couldn't believe it, how could a cultivator at the extreme martial arts level strike such a powerful sword? !

At this time, the people who were shocked by this sword were not only Jian Wuchou, but also all the monks on a large number of islands in the Immortal Light Archipelago.

"What's the matter with this sword? Is there a strong Nirvana who wants to declare war on Yujing Academy?!"

"It's terrifying! But...why didn't Yujing Academy's defensive formation work?"

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All of a sudden, countless monks looking up at the sky let out exclamations of surprise, mixed with shock and doubt.

Gu Chensha and others in Yujing Academy naturally noticed the sword soul immediately, they were also very shocked and surprised.

Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful peerless sword cultivator in Falling Star Sea Region, and he still wants to declare war on Yujing Academy without any warning.

However, when the sword soul approached at a rapid speed and Yujing Academy's defensive formation did not operate on its own, all of their expressions changed suddenly.

"What's going on here? Is there something wrong with the formation of the college?" The vice president in charge of Qishui College was the first to discover the problem, and shouted in surprise.

"Run the defensive formation immediately!" Gu Chensha responded quickly and said in a deep voice.

If Yujing Academy's defensive formation was active, it would be much slower, but now he has no other choice.

"Boom..."

And at the same time when Yujing Academy's defensive array was actively operating, the sword soul had already entered the range of Yujing Academy, and it flew across the sky like a meteorite from outside the sky.

Feeling the terrifying sword intent contained in this sword soul at close range, countless students in the academy trembled in their souls, as if facing a god, and never felt that they were so small.

Even some sword cultivators have the urge to kneel down and pay respects.

But fortunately, the target of the sword soul was not these students. After a flash, it shot towards the mountain where Qin Zining was retreating.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Gu Chensha and the others on the main peak hurriedly chased in the direction where the sword soul was going.

One after another, the old antiques of Yujing Academy who had retreated to the world were born one after another, and they all chased after them in the form of Changhong.

At this time, in front of the cave, Mu Yunfan and the others had been swept away by the sword energy of Qin Feng's shattered avatar, leaving only Jian Wuchou standing here.

He knew that he was locked by the sword soul, and he would die miserably if he avoided it at this time, so even though he felt that the sword was very dangerous, he could only hold the sword to meet him.

"I don't care who you are, but if a mere cultivator in the Martial Realm wants to kill me, it's tantamount to a dream!"

Although the sword soul bursting out made Jian Wuchou feel very dangerous, but he didn't believe that his strength would be inferior to a sword cultivator at the extreme martial state.

He shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand surged out with pitch-black sword energy, like a volcano erupting, and shouted: "One sword dies!"

As Jian Wuchou's voice fell, the world that was still shining with moonlight fell into complete darkness in an instant. He slashed out with a sword, and the jet-black sword energy was like a river from hell, heading towards the sword soul in the distance.

If you look carefully, you can also see that in the great river composed of pitch-black sword aura, there are countless swords of dead strongmen condensed by the pitch-black sword aura, mixed with monstrous evil aura and murderous aura.

This is Jian Wuchou's strongest sword!

Wherever it passes along the way, the mountains and rivers are broken, the void collapses, and everything returns to nothingness.