The swordsman knows the sword's heart best, and the swordsman knows the sword's intention best.

For a short period of time, others only thought it was strange.

Xue Qiaoqiao, who was extremely talented in swordsmanship, soon realized that the breeze coming constantly was not out of nowhere.

Rather, Qin Feng's sword intention.

His sword intent is as vast as the sea! Such sword intent is so strong and surging that no one can possess it, not even Xue Qiaoqiao, even looking at the entire Golden Gate Sword Pavilion.

Including the Pavilion Master!! What does the sword intention represent?

Represents the realm of swordsmanship.

It is obvious that the Qin Feng in front of him has far surpassed the peak of the Golden Gate Sword Pavilion in the field of swordsmanship. Although this sounds outrageous, it is simply more outrageous than a fantasy.

But, this is the fact!! Xue Qiaoqiao's eyes were about to burst, and she stared at Qin Feng, who had lightly closed his eyes. His tightly locked pupils seemed to reflect the air swords that were flying crazily in the air.

Each sword was like a wild dragon that looked down upon the world and no one could stop it! Thousands of swords were like a tide!! "Could it be..." Xue Qiaoqiao's lips trembled. What was trembling at this time was her body and soul.

She seemed to have known a new world.

She seemed to suddenly understand what the fourth level of swordsmanship mentioned by Qin Feng was like.

He has no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart. It's not that he doesn't love swords, but because his attainments in swordsmanship have reached a state where he can completely get rid of foreign objects.

He is the sharpest sword in the world!! Xue Qiaoqiao is almost 100% sure that if Qin Feng has murderous intention towards them at this time, just with this sudden sword intention, he can kill them.

They are very uncomfortable.

No one can survive in the true fire realm.

Even if she, Xue Qiaoqiao, was careless, she would be severely injured by his sword intent.

The terrifying aspect of such a powerful sword intention is not limited to the physical impact. What is even more frightening is that this sword intention can cause almost permanent irreparable trauma to people's consciousness and spirit!! Complete and complete

Soul shock!! When Xue Qiaoqiao's scalp was numb.

The other people present also came back to their senses one after another, and their faces became extremely exciting.

"Such a strong sword intent. This wind is not wind, but a surging sword intent that makes people feel like a breeze is blowing!"

"Outrageous, this is too outrageous, how can there be such a terrifying sword intent at this time?"

"This sword intention seems to come from Qin Feng. Do you think Qin Feng at this time looks like a peerless heavenly sword?"

"Could it be...could this be what he said, the fourth level of swordsmanship?

The fourth level that is more advanced than the integration of man and sword?

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"..." After a while of commotion, the whole place fell into silence.

Deathly silence.

Only the breeze was moving, and the faintly resounding sword chant was ringing.

A bunch of eyes were focused on Qin Feng, and their pupils were all tightened, as if they had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

They saw Qin Feng standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed, his clothes bulging in the wind, his hair flying wildly, and there seemed to be a faint sword light shining on him.

His slender physique is like a majestic and immovable heavenly sword. It is so sharp that it can split the sky and split the earth, competing with the sky! They have never seen such a terrifying sword intention, and they have never seen it before.

Such a mysterious and strange person! In the ultimate silence.

Click! A crisp sound resounded.

The breeze that had lasted for a long time suddenly stopped, and the strong sword intent that surged like a tide slowly dissipated. Qin Feng raised his eyelids, the sword light shone in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked harmless to humans and animals, but it was shocking.

Uncontrollably creepy.

Qin Feng blinked, and the faint sword light in his dark pupils completely dissipated.

Then he looked at Xue Qiaoqiao, chuckled and said, "How?"

Xue Qiaoqiao woke up startled and was about to speak.

But at this moment.

Bang! A heavy sound resounded.

A bunch of eyes were attracted and they all turned away, all shocked.

In front of Xue Qiaoqiao, the heavy sword that originally stood domineeringly had been split into two. Half of the sword was still standing, but the other half was lying flat on the ground.

The dividing area is as smooth as a mirror, as if it was cut by the sharpest blade in the world, without any flaws at all.

But everyone knows that no one has touched this sword.

The only possibility is... swish! Everyone woke up in unison, staring at Qin Feng again with their eyes wide open. They were dumbfounded and wanted to speak, but they were too shocked to say anything. Words come.

A long time passed.

In the passage, Xue Qiaoqiao's solemn voice full of horror and admiration just sounded: "If Qin Feng was not born in the sky, the way of swordsmanship would be like a long night!"

...Besides the ruins of the ancient tomb.

A certain city, a certain teahouse.

The representative elders of the three major immortal sects gathered together again.

Compared to last time, the three of them today were very quiet.

They sat cross-legged and closed their eyes, as if their souls had left their bodies. While they were here, they were peeping into another world.

This is a secret technique.

In order to ensure the fairness of this grand event, the three elders naturally have to monitor the movements in the ancient tomb ruins at all times. If anyone who does not meet the standards of the grand event fishes in troubled waters, it is their duty to catch them.

Suddenly, the three of them seemed to have seen the same thing happen, and they opened their eyes suddenly, with a look of deep horror surging in their old eyes.

If there are levels of fear.

It was obvious that Old Taoist Yun Yi was the calmest and quite calm about things happening.

Lu Zhufeng from the Golden Gate Sword Pavilion was the most exaggerated, so exaggerated that his eyes almost popped out.

If you are not someone who loves swords as much as your life, how can you understand the shock of this incident?

There was a moment of silence.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Lu Zhufeng closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, with a wry smile on his face: "I never expected that in this world, the combination of man and sword would not be the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"Without a sword in your hand, there is also no sword in your heart?"

Pan Changsheng twitched the corners of his lips and snorted coldly: "Is this kid Qin Feng really just a worldly boy?"

"Look at what you said, what happened to the worldly boy?

Can’t eternal geniuses appear in the secular world?

Could it be that among the thousands of immortal sects, there is any genius who has reached this unheard-of fourth level in the field of swordsmanship?"

Old Taoist Yun Yi curled his lips and disliked people like Pan Changsheng very much.

Pan Changsheng said no more. He frowned, his eyes flickered, and he began to doubt his own judgment.

He felt ridiculous before.

But now, he suddenly understood why Old Master Yun Yi wanted to bet on Qin Feng... The truth about this boy is terrifying! Pan Changsheng was thoughtful and felt that he should do something... while Lu Zhufeng He sighed heavily and said with a mixture of laughter and laughter: "If God had not given birth to him, Mr. Qin, the swordsmanship would be like a long night!"
Chapter completed!