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

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Brilliant sword glows collided with the sky-shattering divine ship, and violent energy fluctuations erupted, and the brilliance overflowed, spreading like ripples.

The thunder force attached to the sky-shattering divine ship was cut to pieces, and a large number of cracks began to appear on the hull, spreading like spider webs.

"What, how is this possible!" Nalan Rong turned pale with shock.

He has nurtured this space-breaking divine ship for thousands of years, and now he still has the blessing of the power of the formation. He thought he could crush Qin Feng, but he didn't expect that under Qin Feng's sword, it was about to collapse up.

"Om..." Nalan Rong made seals with both hands, wanting to take back the Sky-breaking God Ship.

After all, this was condensed by him with part of his original power. Once it was destroyed, that part of his original power would also dissipate.

At that time, it will not be a problem of injury, and the future path of martial arts will be greatly affected.

Unfortunately, it's too late now.

"Boom boom..."

Qin Feng's left hand, which was not holding a sword, was raised upwards, and the vast spiritual energy gathered in an instant, turning into a small mountain, with waterfalls rushing on it, and birds and beasts playing, which were clearly visible.

He smashed out the mountain and river seal, and the mountain and river seal swelled against the storm, and in the blink of an eye it was the size of a real mountain, bigger than the sky-breaking divine ship, covering the sky and the sun.

"when!"

The moment the mountain and river seal fell, the sky-shattering divine ship was smashed into pieces, disintegrated under control, turned into countless fragments, fell to the ground, and then completely dissipated without leaving even the slightest trace.

"Pfft..." Nalan Rong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly.

His breath plummeted.

Part of his original power shattered, and the great pain almost made him pass out.

Qin Feng grasped the Zhuxian sword tightly, and wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

"Chong!"

Now that Nalan Rong has been injured, the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations dared not neglect any longer, and she no longer kept it, and cast the most powerful secret technique.

Thunder surged out of her body, spit out a ball of soul, flew up to the sky, and attracted the thunder of heaven and earth to gather and go, turning into sword souls suspended in the air.

Although each sword soul is made up of the power of thunder, it contains different power and emits different light.

This is like a catastrophe.

This is the Emperor Art of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations!

"Cut!" The saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations shouted softly.

A sword spirit hanging high in the sky directly attacked Qin Feng. Countless different powers were distinct but complementary to each other, and they were very powerful by invoking the special laws between heaven and earth.

The void along the way is constantly broken.

It is difficult to bear the power of a sword soul.

"Playing swords in front of me?" Qin Feng was not afraid when he saw this.

The moment his voice fell, a vision slowly appeared behind him.

It was a blue sea, the waves were rolling, and the sound of the waves was deafening.

And above the blue sea, a round of Haotian mirror like a bright moon rose slowly.

The holy brilliance sprinkled on the blue sea, refracting rays of light, sparkling.

The moon rises from the sea!

Although the power of the Haotian Mirror is also suppressed by the law within the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, for Qin Feng, it is enough to bless the rising sea and bright moon.

"Buzz!"

The sword spirits of thunder that came towards Qin Feng felt as if time had stood still at this moment, all the swords trembled slightly, and then stopped.

"An ancient vision, the moon rises from the sea!" The saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations was shocked, never expecting Qin Feng to have such a terrifying vision.

"Break it for me!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng shouted coldly.

Holding the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand, he took a step forward and slashed towards the Thundering Sword Soul.

At the same time, the moon-like Haotian mirror behind him also slowly rotated, spilling down streaks of silver dust, blessing his Immortal Execution Sword.

"Boom..."

Under the terrifying sword intent of Qin Feng's Immortal Execution Sword, a thunderbolt sword soul that was stilled was smashed to pieces.

He didn't use any sword techniques, but simply relied on his domineering sword intent and the blessing of the rising sea and bright moon.

"Shh!"

After smashing a handle of Thunder Sword Soul, Qin Feng did not intend to stop at all, and attacked again.

Although in a short period of time, he cut out the terrifying sword glow dozens of times in a row, and even used the rising sea and bright moon, the spiritual energy in his body was still as majestic as the sea, and the energy was surging.

"You..." The saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations turned pale with shock.

Hastily took out a copper pagoda from the ring, poured majestic spiritual energy into it, and moved towards Qin Feng to suppress it.

The copper pagoda quickly began to expand, and in a blink of an eye it was already the size of a mountain, majestic.

"when!"

With a loud noise, Qin Feng was taken in by the copper tower.

Seeing this scene, the saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations was startled slightly, and then she was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the copper pagoda would have a miraculous effect, and she took the defenseless Qin Feng inside.

"Great!"

Nalan Rong was also extremely excited, and said: "Hurry up and take it over, and refine it with the power of thunder."

"Shh!"

The saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations didn't hesitate, and with a wave of her jade hand, the copper tower flew towards her quickly, and it was still shrinking rapidly.

She stretched out her jade hand to catch the copper tower.

"Crack!"

However, at this moment, Qin Feng, who was in the copper pagoda, suddenly smashed out of the pagoda with a sword.

How could such a copper tower trap him.

He was just planning.

Because Qin Feng was inside the copper pagoda just now, and the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations wanted to take back the copper tower and refine Qin Feng with thunder. distance.

"Shh!"

Qin Feng slashed out with a sword, aiming at the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

Seeing this, the latter turned pale. He didn't expect Qin Feng to be so relaxed, so he broke out of the tower and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

It's a pity it's too late.

"Pfft!"

Qin Feng slashed out with a sword, and directly chopped off an arm of the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

Blood spewed out and turned into a rain of blood.

"what!"

The Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations screamed in pain, she was beautiful and beautiful, but at this moment because of her distortion, she looked a little scary.

She lost an arm, and the great pain made her sweat.

When Nalan Rong saw Qin Feng break out of the tower, he was equally astonished, and quickly retreated.

Because Qin Feng's sword just now slashed at the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, he easily opened the distance.

Seeing that the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations had her arm cut off, his face was pale, and he couldn't believe it. The two of them teamed up, and they were no match for Qin Feng at all.

"You cut off my arm."

The Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations could hardly accept this reality.

This hit her too hard.

"No, I was going to kill you just now, and cutting off your arm was just an accident." Qin Feng said coldly.

Not the slightest pity.

In this cruel world of cultivation, any kindness will cause people to die without a place to bury them.

If the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations wants to kill him, he can only use his utmost efforts to kill her. This has nothing to do with whether the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations is overwhelmed or not, or whether she is a man or a woman.

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