As Qin Feng's thunderous voice resounded, the entire atmosphere on Zhufeng Island fell into complete silence.

It not only differentiates between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.

Chinese Qin Feng, fight! Kill with determination! Eyes gathered one after another. Seeing Qin Feng and the Sword God facing each other, with murderous intent rolling on their faces, everyone felt horrified and inexplicably fearful.

Only a true master duel can have such a powerful and domineering momentum! "Awesome, the sword god is really powerful. With such momentum, looking at the entire martial arts world, how many people can there be?"

"I think this Qin Feng seems to be very extraordinary. He can possess such aura at such a young age. No wonder he was able to kill Lu Nanfeng and his son some time ago. When we see him today, he really deserves his reputation!"

"Qin Feng does have a few brushes. If he were given a few more decades, even the sword god would be hard-pressed to get three moves out of his hands. What a pity... Haha!"

"The world is so vast that it is full of wonders. Over the past thousands of years, how many geniuses have appeared in the martial arts world?

Wasn't Qin Wentian not a genius enough back then?

What happened in the end?

It is fate for a genius to die young, there is nothing regrettable about it!"

"The current strength of the Sword God is far from what it was thirty years ago. Back then, even Qin Wentian had to fight hundreds of moves before he was able to win by a narrow margin. Today, Qin Feng has the majestic talent of Qin Wentian back then.

I’m afraid it’s very difficult to win!”

"..." In the heavy and cold atmosphere, almost all the people in the martial arts world were optimistic about the sword god and despised Qin Feng, and the opinions were one-sided.

Only the two parties involved, Qin Feng and Sword God, were particularly quiet.

All the people and sounds around them seemed to have nothing to do with them. From the moment the decisive battle began, it seemed that only the two of them were left in the world in their eyes.

Be quiet, be quiet again.

Dead silence, even more dead silence! When the tense atmosphere between the two reached its extreme, the sword god finally moved.

He raised his toes, and a piece of dry firewood covered with loess rose up from the ground. The moment it fell into his hand, the temperament of the whole dry firewood seemed to have changed and became sharper! "First divide it.

It’s a battle of life and death!”

A dull shout resounded, and at the same time, the sword god holding the dead wood suddenly transformed into a leopard, and pressed hard towards Qin Feng at the speed of lightning and wind.

The duel was about to begin! But when Qin Feng saw the approaching figure of the Sword God, he didn't panic at all and immediately stamped his feet fiercely.

Bang! A muffled sound resounded, and the huge force of the shock directly knocked a piece of dry wood under Qin Feng's feet into the air, and fell into Qin Feng's hands impartially.

At the same time, the swift and domineering Sword God had already arrived in front of Qin Feng. Without saying a word, he slashed hard at Qin Feng with the dry wood in his hand like a sword, carrying an astonishing killing intent.

Qin Feng lowered his eyes, feeling the coldness coming from the sky, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Compared to Zoe Sakurako, the sword god's strength is undoubtedly many times stronger.

But in Qin Feng's eyes, they were almost the same! Crackling! The air immediately rang with the astonishing sound of gold and iron clashing.

Others were horrified.

The hands of Qin Feng and the Sword God were obviously just dry firewood and sticks. During this fight, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. What the hell was that?

Their strength is too unimaginable, right?

A mere piece of dry firewood can exert the hardness and sharpness of a sword?

It’s unbelievable, and terrifying when you think about it! There are such strange people in the human world! When many people were shocked and unable to recover, the Sword God attacked like a tiger. In just a short moment, it attacked all the vital points of Qin Feng’s body.

, launched at least seven attacks one after another.

However, Qin Feng seemed to be able to deal with everything that was difficult to parry, either retreating or blocking. The clouds were light and the wind was light, and he blocked every move of the Sword God without exception! But in the blink of an eye, Qin Feng and the Sword God,

A total of one hundred and seventy-four moves have been exchanged.

One hundred and seventy-four moves, in the blink of an eye! What kind of fierce and rapid offensive does the attacker need to launch one hundred and seventy-four attacks in such a short period of time?

How quick must the defender's reaction be, and how solid and stable must his strength be, in order to be able to block such a powerful and almost fatal attack?

As the saying goes, when masters compete with each other, their moves are fatal! Just like Qin Feng and Sword God, in the one hundred and seventy-four moves just now, no matter who makes an omission, even if it is just the slightest, it may become the key to victory or defeat.

It is no exaggeration to say that from the moment the two started fighting until now, every minute and every second has been filled with extreme danger.

If you are not careful, you will die! "Awesome, so awesome! Is this the decisive battle between real masters?

There can be such a thrilling movement without using a weapon or seeing blood!"

"Too fast, really too fast! I can't see anything clearly!"

"What exactly is going on?

Who is stronger or weaker, Sword God or Qin Feng?"

"..." The sharp and fierce collision made everyone at the scene feel excited and extremely curious about the direction of this decisive battle.

But no one answered.

People who know how to answer can't see clearly, and people who can see clearly don't want to answer.

As a result, the atmosphere continued to be heated.

When the two of them exchanged 496 moves, the balance between victory and defeat was finally broken, and the fiery atmosphere in the field was frozen in an instant.

Click! An exceptionally crisp and harsh breaking sound sounded.

All the bystanders were excited when they heard the sound, and their eyes converged crazily. Qin Feng and the Sword God stopped all their actions at this moment.

Qin Feng stood calmly. On his generous palm, there was obviously an injury like a cracked tiger's mouth, dripping with blood, which was shocking.

And the Sword God... was even worse! After a fierce and brutal fight, the Sword God, who had looked as calm as a saint not long ago, was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his eyes were heavy and filled with grief and anger.

His hands were bloody and bloody.

There was only a piece of dead wood left! His neck was pressed coldly by a piece of dead wood, and at the other end of the dead wood was Qin Feng's big hand! The dead wood in his hand was broken, and his Adam's apple was on his throat.

Being locked, what does this mean?

Sae Fujita, the god of martial arts in the Ying Kingdom and the god of swords...lost?

This...suddenly, the entire place was filled with dead silence and silence.

Countless dull eyes fell on Qin Feng with difficulty and sluggishness, all filled with slow horror and disbelief, as if they could not accept that the person in front of them actually defeated the Sword God! What kind of person is the Sword God?

The god of martial arts in a country! In the past decades, the only time the sword god was defeated was because of a single move difference, and he lost to Qin Wentian thirty years ago.

Thirty years later, the Sword God's strength is naturally even more unfathomable, and it is difficult to find an opponent. Even if Qin Wentian is still alive, and they fight again, they may not be the Sword God's opponent.
Chapter completed!