Chapter 338: Battle with Yue Qingfeng! (Part 2)

"Yue Qingfeng, if you didn't devour your master, you wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of me today. You have always been arrogant and think you are great, but you haven't even learned the Taoism of your master. In this world, there are too many powerful beings that you can't defeat with your arrogance."

"Your cultivation comes from devouring your master, so you must not have even survived the three tribulations of life and soul. A rat like you really makes Senior Xuanyuanzi lose face!" Huan Yin looked at Yue Qingfeng, whose mouth was still dripping with blood, and sneered.

Although Yue Qingfeng was arrogant back then, his nature was not bad. Now Yue Qingfeng has done all kinds of evil things, even devouring his own master. Huan Yin hates people like him the most.

Yue Qingfeng clenched his teeth and wanted to refute, but he never said a word. For him, it was a great shame to lose to Huan Yin in this square where newcomers competed with the Taoism passed down by his master.

"Yue Qingfeng, I know that thieves like you have no shame. Just attack again. Today I will kill you to avenge my master!" Huan Yin shouted again, and the blood-red Immortal Sword of Killing appeared in his hand again.

Yue Qingfeng looked at Huan Yin fiercely for a long time, and said angrily: "In this case, let me show you my current strength!"

After that, Yue Qingfeng flew forward and rushed towards Huan Yin. In the process of rushing up, he stretched out his hand and the Demon-Slaying Sword on the ground flew into the air, and he grabbed it in his hand, and then he chopped towards Huan Yin.

The thick blood light fell with a strong momentum. This was Yue Qingfeng's furious attack after losing to Huan Yin in the shadow sword technique, which showed his powerful cultivation at this moment.

Huan Yin saw that Yue Qingfeng was coming fiercely, and knew that it was better not to take this attack, so he flew back while using the Immortal Sword of Killing to continuously send out sword energy to resist Yue Qingfeng's attack.

Yue Qingfeng was in the air, constantly approaching Huan Yin, and laughed loudly: "Huan Yin, do you think it's still a battle between Qi Condensation cultivators? Your sword energy has long lost any advantage, and you dare to show off?"

After saying that, Yue Qingfeng's whole body was blood-red, and he shouted: "The sword is like a peak!"

Instantly, the aura of Yue Qingfeng's sword light suddenly increased, as if what was pressing down on Huan Yin at this moment was not a fairy sword, not a sword light, but a mountain.

Huan Yin was shocked, knowing that this technique was probably Xuanyuanzi's powerful sword technique, and he did not dare to be negligent. He raised his palm and pressed the palm of death upwards.

The palm of death rushed up with a bang, and soon collided with Yue Qingfeng's sword light, making a strong roar. But even with the strength of the palm of death, it was unable to stop Yue Qingfeng's sword. After a short time, the blood-red sword light broke out of the palm and continued to fall towards Huan Yin.

Huan Yin's magic was broken, and his throat instantly felt sweet, but he forced himself to hold it back. He knew that there was a big gap between his cultivation and Yue Qingfeng's current cultivation, but he didn't expect that the gap would be so obvious.

"Tear the Night!" The immortal sword in Huan Yin's hand had now turned into a Yang Sword, and then he shot out another extremely sharp sword energy towards the sword light that Yue Qingfeng had cut down.

This time, Yue Qingfeng's sword light was finally blocked by the power of Tearing the Night, and the two offset each other and collapsed in the air at the same time.

However, just after Huan Yin's attack, Yue Qingfeng's figure did not seem to be blocked at all, and continued to rush towards him.

At this moment, Yue Qingfeng was only less than ten feet away from Huan Yin. A sneer appeared on the corner of Yue Qingfeng's mouth, and he shouted: "One Day Sword!"

One Day Sword, Yue Qingfeng also used it in the newcomers' martial arts competition. This technique is powerful, not only can it be used by Qi Condensation cultivators, but even if it reaches the realm of Life Cultivation, it can still be used.

However, the might of the One Day Sword driven by the power of the soul is far from comparable to the One Day Sword that Huan Yin saw that year.

I saw an illusory fairy sword quickly condensed outside Yue Qingfeng's entire body. Before Huan Yin had any reaction, the illusory fairy sword suddenly solidified and became a real huge fairy sword, and Yue Qingfeng's figure had disappeared.

On the sword of the giant sword, there was a big "Tian" engraved, making the whole sword look very good.

The powerful pressure and sharp edge soon came from the tip of the One Day Sword and forced it to Huan Yin's front, causing Huan Yin to sweat coldly.

From the beginning of Yue Qingfeng's attack to now, his forward momentum has not changed at all, and his momentum has continued to grow, making Huan Yin gradually at a disadvantage.

In the past, Huan Yin had reminded Ye Wuyou before the decisive battle with Yue Qingfeng that he must restrain Yue Qingfeng's fighting spirit and momentum. Now he has experienced it personally and has a deeper understanding of Yue Qingfeng's tactics.

Huan Yin knew that the most important thing now was to stop Yue Qingfeng first, otherwise he would soon have no room to dodge if he retreated all the way, and it would become increasingly difficult to stop Yue Qingfeng.

So he decisively took out the Yin Sword, and with his spiritual power, he shouted: "Raksha Sword, Extremely Resentful Raksha!"

After casting the spell, his Yin Sword swept directly towards Yue Qingfeng.

The Raksha Sword is a powerful spell of the Ziyin Sect. It is not only rare, but also extremely powerful. Huan Yin used this spell to defeat the middle-aged man from Tongtian Peak.

The gray breath swept across. Although Yue Qingfeng's figure had disappeared in the Tianjian at this moment, he could not see how he felt, but the Tianjian trembled the moment it came into contact with the gray air, and large patches of gray began to appear, as if the sword body was being eroded.

When Huan Yin saw this, he knew that his attack was successful. He quickly regained his spiritual power and pointed at the Tiantian Sword. It was the Wu Chang finger.

The sword power of Tiantian Sword was already unstable after being eroded by the power of extreme resentment. Now Huan Yin's impermanent finger is full of sinister aura, which complements the power of extreme resentment. When the black and white soul-chasing stick hit the Yitianjian that Yue Qingfeng had transformed into, the Yitianjian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The huge fairy sword began to disintegrate layer by layer, and Yue Qingfeng's figure gradually emerged from within. When the entire One-Day Sword completely disappeared and Yue Qingfeng reappeared completely, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards in an instant.

However, Huan Yin felt very uncomfortable at the moment. Yue Qingfeng's cultivation was really strong. He broke through the Tianjian and suffered a backlash. He retreated for a full ten feet before he reluctantly stopped. Blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yue Qingfeng fell heavily to the ground, looking much more embarrassed than Huan Yin, but he did not get up, but just lay on the ground, laughing to himself: "Hahahaha, Huan Yin, you are very strong , you are really strong!”

Yue Qingfeng really didn't expect that Huan Yin's technique would be so sharp, completely filling the gap in cultivation that he thought was irreparable. Not only that, Huan Yin also set him back at this moment, putting him at a disadvantage.

"No wonder Yumei likes you, no wonder even my master regrets not accepting you as his disciple. It seems that they are really right!" Yue Qingfeng said calmly what he would not have said based on his personality.

Huan Yin would never think that Yue Qingfeng had surrendered to him. He must have another plan. What he said now was a precursor to using a killing move and a sign of anger.

"If I kill you, I will really destroy a future great power." Yue Qingfeng sat up from the ground and looked directly at Huan Yin.

"Then tell me, should I feel honored to have this opportunity?" Yue Qingfeng's expression became colder and colder, and there was something in his smile that Huan Yin could not fathom.

It's not that Huan Yin couldn't imagine what Yue Qingfeng's remaining killer moves were. The golden-hilted fairy sword behind him was naturally his killer move. But he couldn't see the magic of Xuanyuan Sword, and he didn't know why Yue Qingfeng was so confident.

Yue Qingfeng's right hand finally reached his back, then he grasped the golden sword hilt, and said again: "Huan Yin, I thought I didn't need to use this sword today. Now it seems that I am It’s really not as good as you. Hahahaha, it’s a pity that with this sword, what if your cultivation level is equal to mine? I will still kill you here today!”

After that, a sword sound appeared, as if it came from ancient times, penetrating through. The moment Huan Yin heard the sword sound, it was like thousands of thunders exploded in his mind, and he unconsciously took three steps back, and The blood at the corner of his mouth actually flowed out again at this moment.

The power of drawing a sword is so powerful that it makes you fight!

Then, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky at this moment, and it was instantly projected onto Yue Qingfeng's hand like a worshiper. You can see that the golden light in the sky began to gradually gather and take shape, and finally formed the appearance of a fairy sword!

The place where the illusory sword shadows condensed in the sky at this moment was the place where extremely powerful people like Jian Lao, Dan Gui and Feng Zu fought. However, the magic between them did not affect the sword shadow in the air at all. On the contrary, after discovering the sword shadow, they all avoided it with shocked faces.

Even powerful people like them dare not face the shadow of this divine sword!