My wife is a sword god

Heavenly Tribulation, that is the punishment of the laws of heaven and earth for the strongest existence in the world.

From ancient times to the present, how many proud sons of heaven and powerful people have fallen under the Heavenly Tribulation and failed to reach a higher realm?

It is no exaggeration to say that no one is not afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation!

But now, Master Qin is so provocative, the Heavenly Tribulation that countless people are afraid to avoid?

This simply subverts the cognition of the world!

The three of Qin Lao immediately showed a strange look.

Beside the Jiuqu River, Zhenshen Si Yu stroked his beard and laughed: "I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time.

Yes, it's just a Heavenly Tribulation, what's there to be afraid of!"

At the top of the Tiantian Building in Haowenyuan, Xu Lexian swallowed his saliva: "This little junior brother is really a god. When I faced the Heavenly Tribulation, I was not so cool and calm."

Upon hearing this, Tianjian Guoshi shook his head helplessly.

In the imperial study room of the palace, the Xuanyuan Sword of God-Slaying in the scroll has ceased to exist. Emperor Ming breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked up at the sky above Fengtian City, looking at the black-clothed figure wrapped in lightning arcs, revealing a somewhat complicated expression.

On the other side, in the prince's palace, the prince raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Qin, you are really a wonderful person.

It's okay that you have attracted the heavenly tribulation at such a young age, but you dare to speak wildly about the heavenly tribulation. Wonderful, wonderful!

Anya, you think so too, right?"

When this was said, no one responded.

He turned his head and saw Anya, who was wearing a luxurious palace dress, with her hands clasped tightly to one side, staring at the picture in the treasure mirror with full concentration.

The prince seemed to have thought of something and was about to remind him.

But the queen on the side stretched out her hand to stop him, and then looked at Anya with nervous eyes, shook her head slightly and sighed.

The heavenly tribulation represents the will of heaven and earth, how can it be provoked by mortals?

The moment Qin Feng finished speaking, the dark clouds above his head extended more than ten miles in the blink of an eye!

Even the thunder in it was more than twice as strong as before!

Boom!

The thunder was deafening, and the sky and the earth seemed to turn into silver-white in an instant.

The terrifying power of the sky frightened countless people in Fengtian City.

Another thunder struck down violently, with far greater power than before.

Qin Feng did not dodge or avoid, and even opened his hands and arms to take the initiative to meet it!

Bang!

His body collided with the thunder, arcs surged, and lightning snakes splashed. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he looked up to the sky and roared: "Come again!"

Then came the second and third thunders.

As time passed, the people in the city no longer knew how many thunders Qin Shi had taken.

They only saw that the dark clouds over Fengtian City were getting smaller and smaller, and even the thunder began to die down.

When the last thunderbolt stopped, a white light broke through the clouds and sprinkled on Qin Feng, and the energy in his body rose steadily.

When the white light completely sank into Qin Feng's body, the strong energy swept around with him as the center.

So far, Qin Feng has finally entered the fourth level of the free and easy realm of the Wenshengdao!

He clenched his palms, and the thunder in his sea of ​​​​mind surged.

At this moment, he had a vague feeling that as long as he wanted, he could control the thunder.

Looking up at the dark clouds that had not yet dissipated, Qin Feng gently waved his right hand, and a purple thunderbolt came from the horizon, easily shattering the dark clouds!

In Haowen Courtyard, Xu Lexian saw this scene and said with envy: "A fourth-grade free and easy realm sage can control the spirit of the same origin as himself.

Junior brother has the righteousness of thunder, and uses thunder to temper his soul and body, so his control over the thunder spirit must be strong.

Just a casual wave of his hand can have such power, which really makes us envious."

Tianjian State Master showed a look of relief, and after Qin Feng disappeared from his sight, he asked: "How is the situation in the East Region?"

Xu Lexian heard this and his expression became serious: "There is indeed some movement in the Asura tribe, but they are still holding on to their inheritance. "No, I haven't crossed the border."

"It's just a matter of time."

Xu Lexuan knew that the time the teacher was talking about was the life span of Deng Mosi Zheng, but he still asked: "In fact, there is one thing that I don't understand. The Asuras are not good at divination.

Even if Lord Deng died, they might not know, so what are you worried about, teacher?"

Tianjian State Master replied indifferently: "If they didn't know, how could there be any unusual movements at this time when Lord Deng was critically ill?"

"Could it be that someone was tipping them off?" Xu Lexian heard something and couldn't help but frown.

The peace in the East Region is hard-won. Who wants to break this peace and put the entire Daqian in dire straits?

Tianjian State Master glanced to the south, then looked down at the entire Fengtian City, and exhaled lightly: "The fall of towering trees often starts from internal corruption.

The human race has never had to face more than just the threats of demons and foreign races. "

Qin Feng fell back to the Qin Mansion, feeling the surging power around him, and was extremely excited.

Before the fourth rank, the fighting power that a literati Taoist can display is extremely limited, and therefore he is recognized by the world as a weakling.

But after entering the fourth rank, a literati Taoist who can control the spirit of the origin at will can finally turn over a new leaf and sing!

Under normal circumstances, a warrior of the same realm has a very difficult chance of winning against a literati Taoist of the free and easy realm.

After all, how can a warrior without magical means defeat a literati Taoist who has amazing defense like a tortoise shell but powerful attack moves?

"How do you feel?" Father Qin asked with a smile.

"It feels great. I can't wait to find someone to test my skills with."

"Oh?" Old Man Qin raised his eyebrows.

What are you looking at? I didn't say it was you. Qin Feng looked away. He still had some self-knowledge. The difference in strength between him and the Northern Ghost Chief was too great, and there was no reference value.

And now the strength of Black Charcoal Head and Blue Condensation Frost is still at the fifth level, so there is no need to spar with them.

After thinking about it, it seems that the only two ladies in the entire Qin Mansion who can let him test his skills are the two ladies?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng walked up to Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan and expressed his thoughts.

The two looked at each other and hesitated, but finally agreed.

Looking at Liu Jianli not far away, Qin Feng took a deep breath. It was impossible not to be nervous. After all, the other party was the youngest third-level sword god in history, the daughter of the God of Martial Arts!

"Think about it, my wife always stood in front of me to protect me. Now I can finally show my prowess and let my wife see my style.

Although I am definitely not my wife's opponent with my current strength, I will definitely have no problem fighting her for a few moves!"

Confident Qin Feng immediately said: "My wife, please go all out in the next competition and don't hold back!"

After hearing this, Liu Jianli pondered for a moment and replied with a "good!"

She waved her right hand, and the sword box behind Lan Ningshuang began to tremble.

In a moment, the sound of water gurgling around, and the Hanshui Sword, one of the ten great swords, instantly flew into her hand.

Liu Jianli held the Hanshui Sword in her hand and waved it lightly, and a sword energy soared into the sky.

At the same time, all the swords in Fengtian City began to tremble, swept into the sky, and the clear sword sound resounded through the clouds!

The magic sword came out, and ten thousand swords surrendered.

One sword flows, and ten thousand swords ring!

Liu Jianli's understanding of the sword seems to have taken another step forward!

Qin Feng looked at the swords hanging in the sky, swallowed his saliva, and laughed dryly: "How about my lady, you should let go a little."

PS: Tomorrow's two chapters should be a little late