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Chapter 1908, this sword wants to go to the sky!

"It's beginning, it's beginning!"

"The final battle of the tomb event has finally been unveiled!"

"..." Hundreds of cities were boiling, and bunches of eyes gathered on the top of the mountains, all of which were blinded, fearing that they would miss any scene.

And under the gaze of these eyes, the battle on the top of the mountain also began completely.

The two gangs fought dozens of people, fighting together, swords and swords, and bloody storms.

It's cruel and bloody.

An Zhiya and Yaoji are in duel.

Qin Feng and Pan Linjie fought a decisive battle.

Xue Qiaoqiao and Ye Bai are in a stalemate.

The three immortal sects have dozens of genius, fighting wildly.

The intense scene made countless people feel excited and secretly regretful. No matter what the result is, such a duel is still a bit cruel.

Finally, some people are happy and some are sad.

This ancient tomb event seemed gorgeous, but in fact, too many heroic souls of life have passed away, and countless genius boys rushed to the underworld.

In fact, there is no need to be like this, but from the beginning, Wan Qianxian Gate did not take action to stop such a cruel situation, which is also a true portrayal of the human heart.

On the surface, the Wan Qian Immortal Sect gets along very well, but in fact, they are fighting endlessly. No one hopes that other Immortal Sects will live better than their own.

So, at this moment, no one stood up to stop the cruel rules from continuing.

Because most young children of the Immortal Sect have already fallen in the ancient tomb, if the cruel laws are stopped at this time, wouldn’t it be cheaper to see the major Immortal Sects that are dueling on the top of the mountain?

Even if someone stands up and proposes a competition and competition, and stops when they click, they may be refuted by countless immortal sects in an instant.

Therefore, this decisive battle is destined to be defeated by the death.

The winner is the king!...the top of the mountain range.

Pan Linjie, who was surging with real fire, was extremely fast, but in a blink of an eye, he rushed to Qin Feng, and his silver spear was unsheathed and stabbed Qin Feng in his heart.

Like thunder and lightning, ruthless and decisive. On the tip of the gun, the real fire was beating, as if it could burn the whole world and exuded a shocking aura.

The strength of the peak of the True Fire Realm is amazing.

However, when Qin Feng faced the fatal impact on his face, there was no fluctuation on his face. He was calm and calm.

Seeing that the silver spear was about to pierce Qin Feng's chest.

The golden flames surging in Qin Feng's eyes suddenly condensed.

Come! The loud and harsh sword chant resounded, and the ethereal sword was immediately shining.

The sword shadow is like a tide, the sword intent is like a sea! Sharp! The picture is already blurred, and only a sound of metal and iron colliding resounded. The figures of the two men were about to part and retreated hundreds of meters one after another.

"What?

!”

The atmosphere at the foot of the mountain suddenly exploded.

"Who is not defeated instantly when he fights Pan Linjie?"

“It’s not just that there is no instant defeat?

This is just not a distinction!”

“What’s the situation?

I think this person's aura is far less than that of Pan Linjie, so why can he be evenly matched when he starts to take action?”

"It is indeed extraordinary to be able to stand firm until this last moment and compete with Pan Linjie. However, cultivation is the foundation of martial arts. Pan Linjie is already at the peak of the True Fire Realm. Within ten moves, this person will definitely be defeated!"

"..." Hundred cities discussed and there were many different opinions.

But it is obvious that even if Qin Feng did not fall into a disadvantage in this battle between lightning and fire, it was just a temporary luck in the eyes of most people.

Only the representative elders of the major immortal sects frowned, and the strange colors surged in Qin Feng's eyes from afar.

Not an accident, but an amazement.

They have been paying attention to the situation in the ancient tomb ruins. How could they not know Qin Feng? This genius man who had already realized the fourth level of swordsmanship at a young age?

The fourth level of swordsmanship is an unprecedented level of swordsmanship! The concept alone is enough to be terrifying, but Qin Feng has reached this level, how can it not be deeply impressed?

Therefore, even though Qin Feng is currently only at the level of the ordinary True Fire Realm, he can be in a match with Pan Linjie, who is at the peak of the True Fire Realm, when fighting, they don’t feel much surprised and are just amazed.

For such a legendary man, what is strange about the war of cross-domain strength and cultivation?

"I am a genius boy who has realized the fourth level of swordsmanship. Although this person is from the world, if he does not die, he will definitely fly to heaven in the future!"

"If the Immortal Sect is lucky enough to get him, hundreds of years or even decades later, the strongest Immortal Sect in the world today may not be the Lingyun Sect!"

"If you can't get such a genius, you must kill him!"

"..." One by one, the most powerful figures, looked at Qin Feng, had strange splendors, thinking about something, and each had ulterior motives.

Qin Feng, on the top of the mountain range, was a little dissatisfied with the result that was not distinguished.

He frowned slightly and stared at Pan Linjie opposite him. There were only a few fluctuations in his eyes.

This is certainly because of his injuries and his strength is limited, but Pan Linjie's strength did make him unexpected.

"The peak of the True Fire Realm is indeed a bit famous..." Qin Feng grinned, then narrowed his eyes, moved his body, turned passive into initiative, carrying the shocking sword intent, and flew towards Pan Linjie wildly.

The surging sword intent, like the roaring wind and the rolling sea, could make people faintly sense a dangerous aura even if they were hundreds of miles apart.

Many people don't understand it.

Many bigwigs in the Immortal Sect changed their qualities.

"What a strong sword intent, this sword is about to reach the sky!"

"This...is the fourth level of Jiandao?"

"This boy is really a demon!!"

"..." Such sword intent, even the many immortal elders in the Glazed Realm could not help but be shocked and had different expressions.

Qin Feng is just a real fire realm.

If he had the strength of the Glazed Realm and had such sword intent, it would be difficult for millions of people present in the southwest today to find someone to compete with him! What is this concept?

Even the genius children of the Thousand Immortal Sects, with such strength, can be called a miracle, let alone a mere secular world?

The elders of the Immortal Sect were shocked, let alone Pan Linjie?

The sword intent he felt was even more surging and profound! "If you don't die, how can you still have a place in the world in the future?"

Pan Linjie's mouth twitched repeatedly, staring at Qin Feng who was rushing towards him. The sea of ​​energy in his body rolled, the real fire surged, and the tendons and veins of his limbs and bones were completely stretched out at this moment.

The blazing flames covered every corner of his body.

Every inch of hair is the sharpest weapon, and every inch of skin is the hardest shield, with a rainbow of momentum.

"Diet!!"

Pan Linjie's spear shook and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!
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