"Swish, swish, swish~"

Suddenly, thousands of sword energies flew out from the auction venue, stirring the space. The sharp sword energy transformed into small golden swords that floated in the sky, emitting a chilling cold air, and seemed to be about to fall down at any time!

"Very good! Very good!"

Qin Heng slowly got up from the ground.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was gloomy, and his sword-like eyes stared at Ye Feng.

Under the watchful eyes of all,

Being slapped away by Ye Feng was a great humiliation, which was equivalent to rubbing his face under his feet!

"No one can be compared to a great reputation! Ye Feng, you are really very strong!"

Qin Heng's tone was cold.

The aura around him became more and more compelling, like a divine sword drawn from its sheath!

Thousands of sword shadows in the sky moved with him, making rustling sounds!

this moment,

The entire scene seemed to have turned into his sword domain!

"As expected of the Sword Sect's Great Elder who is known as the Sword Saint!"

"This kind of strength is too terrifying. With one sword raised, ten thousand swords come out. It's no problem to chop the sky and split the earth!"

The expressions of many old antiques at the scene became solemn, and they felt deeply that Qin Heng was terrifying!

This is a powerful enemy.

Anyone present would probably feel a lot of pressure facing Qin Heng!

Ye Feng, who is fearless, has hit a wall this time!

"Do you really think you are invincible? How dare you be so frivolous in this situation!"

The Immortal Taoist sneered secretly.

Xu Yangzi also sneered, hoping that Qin Heng would quickly teach Ye Feng a lesson.

"But no matter how strong you are, if you want to control me like this, you are totally wrong!"

Qin Heng's face was frosty, but he continued to speak.

"Why is there so much nonsense?"

Ye Feng frowned and slapped again in the air!

"Boom!"

A huge palm swept out, causing the void to explode along the way, sweeping up thousands of sword shadows, and finally suppressing all of Qin Heng's momentum and slapping him hard in the face!

"Snapped!"

After a dull sound,

Qin Heng flew out again and fell heavily on the steel wall of the auction hall, deforming the wall and leaving an obvious dent!

"Pfft!"

Qin Heng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

this moment,

The scene was completely silent!

Even some powerful ancient ancestors in the Mahayana realm fell silent.

this...

How come reality is different from what they expected?

Even when Qin Heng was using all his strength to display his aura, he was still slapped away by Ye Feng?

The way everyone looked at Ye Feng changed. They became extremely fearful, and even a little terrified!

"This is rubbish! I don't know where you got the nerve to talk so much!"

Ye Feng teleported to Qin Heng's front and picked him up.

Qin Heng's expression was ferocious. With a thought, the sword behind him was instantly unsheathed and chopped towards Ye Feng's head!

"when!"

Ye Feng grabbed his sword with his bare hands, and then exerted a little force!

"Crack!"

A top-grade magical sword was actually broken by Ye Feng!

Seeing this scene,

The spectators at the scene felt suffocated.

Qin Heng, who was caught by Ye Feng, felt his scalp tingling.

how come?

How could this young man in front of me be so powerful!

The middle Mahayana period or the late Mahayana period?

Could it be that he has already reached the peak combat power of Mahayana?

As for the Tribulation Realm?

He didn't dare to think about it, because throughout history, no one in their twenties had ever transcended the tribulation, even if they looked across the entire starry sky!

Qin Heng looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face turned pale and he no longer had the arrogance he had just had. He said in a trembling voice:

"Friend Ye, let's stop sparring to a certain extent! It is better to maintain peace!"

"Now peace is the most important thing? What were you doing just now? Aren't you awesome? Old senior, are you going to teach a young junior like me a lesson?"

Ye Feng slapped Qin Heng in the face with his backhand and said coldly:

"Hand over the Qiankun bag!"

"you..."

"Clap clap clap!"

With a burst of loud slapping sounds, Qin Heng exclaimed that Ye Feng was too powerful and he could not bear it at all. He suppressed the anger and fear in his heart and hurriedly handed his Qiankun bag to Ye Feng!

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