As he finished speaking, Su Jin, Cheng Hu and others had already heard the news, and five masters of the Mysterious Spiritual Realm, all shareholders of spiritual power, came towards Qin Feng.
Qin Feng didn't waste any time. He whizzed out with the Thunder Sword in his hand, and saw two warriors who had reached the fifth level of Xuanling realm in the flash of thunder. They retreated one after another, as if they were extremely afraid of the power of thunder.
Seeing this, Cheng Hu waved the blood-colored spear in his hand and shouted: "You are not the only one who has heaven-level magic weapons!"
The blood-red spear shadow was thrown towards Qin Feng like a dragon. The overbearing blood spear was either slashing, sweeping, hitting or collapsing. Every move was extremely powerful, and there was a terrifying murderous aura permeating it, making this moment
Cheng Hu is as domineering and brave as a fierce general fighting bloody battles on the battlefield.
Qin Feng fought and retreated at the same time. After taking nine consecutive moves from Cheng Hu, he had retreated nine steps. Cheng Hu's cultivation level was far superior to him, and with the help of heaven-level divine soldiers, his strength was even that of Qin Feng's.
Avoid its sharp edges for the time being.
When Cheng Hu saw this, he couldn't help but look proud and shouted: "How is my marksmanship? I'm afraid you, a country man, have never seen such a powerful marksmanship in your life."
Qin Feng stood with his sword in hand and said: "The Nine Blood Killing Styles are the marksmanship skills learned by Yi Tianxing during a bloody battle on the battlefield two hundred years ago when the kingdom was first established. They are comparable to the best martial arts at the earth level and are indeed unparalleled in power.
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Cheng Hu felt quite relieved after hearing the first half of Qin Feng's words, but after hearing the second half of Qin Feng's words, his face suddenly turned livid.
Just listen to Qin Feng continue to say: "It's just that this kind of marksmanship, used in your hands, insults Yi Tianxing's wisdom."
"Well, Qin Feng, you were beaten back again and again by me, and yet you dare to speak so loudly. If I don't kill you this time, I, Cheng Hu, will take your surname." Cheng Hu gritted his teeth angrily and came again with a gun.
However, this time, Qin Feng no longer retreated, but stood there with a calm expression, holding his sword, as if waiting for Cheng Hu to kill him.
"Hmph, you're looking for death!" Cheng Hu froze, and stabbed Qin Feng straight with his blood-red spear like a dragon out of the sea.
The moment Cheng Hu took out his gun, Qin Feng also moved, stabbing out with the same posture and the same method. The only difference was that Cheng Hu used a gun, while Qin Feng used a gun.
sword.
boom...
When the two divine weapons came into contact, terrifying power suddenly rippled out, and the hard stone ground was cracked. Su Jin and others retreated one after another. They did not dare to get too close without the heaven-level divine weapons by their side.
After the huge roar, an extremely strange scene appeared in front of everyone. This time, Qin Feng just snorted, but did not take a step back. Instead, Cheng Hu took a step back with a look of shock.
"This...this...is...impossible!" Cheng Hu's expression was full of disbelief. He roared and used the second of the ten bloody killing moves to fight thousands of troops in bloody battle!
The spear was extremely domineering and swept towards Qin Feng with great force. However, facing this spear, Qin Feng still used the same move.
However, even though it was the same move, Qin Feng's sword struck last and struck Cheng Hu's spear back before the force on Cheng Hu's spear could be exerted.
A strange scene appeared again, and Cheng Hu stepped back a few steps again.
"You...the Nine Blood Killing Styles were obtained by our Cheng family at countless costs! How can you know this set of marksmanship!" At this time, no matter how stupid Cheng Hu was, he could still see the swordsmanship used by Qin Feng.
, also the nine blood-killing moves!
Qin Feng said lightly: "I just learned it, isn't it good?"
"Impossible! I have been practicing this marksmanship for three years, and I just got a hint of it! You just watched me perform it once and learned it?" Cheng Hu felt a turmoil deep in his heart.
This went beyond his seriousness in martial arts, and gave him a greater shock than yesterday when Qin Feng broke through eighteen evil-suppressing monuments in one breath!
"As I said just now, using this set of marksmanship in your hands will insult Yi Tianxing's honorable name." Qin Feng said with a sneer.
Yi Tianxing is a legendary figure in the Daqian Kingdom. More than two hundred years ago, the Daqian Kingdom had not yet been established. It was an era filled with war and gunpowder smoke. The young Yi Tianxing was already a famous general, and he was even more popular on the battlefield. On the way, I realized the ten-style marksmanship of Blood Killing.
After the founding of the Daqian Kingdom, Yi Tianxing retired and traveled around the mainland. Later, he even reached the level of Nirvana. He was just a little short of being able to break away from the ordinary martial arts of Fan Tao and step into the realm of the Martial Saint. , is undoubtedly the strongest legend in the Daqian Kingdom.
However, later on, for unknown reasons, such figures suddenly disappeared. Some people rumored that he was seriously injured and eventually died when he broke through to the realm of the Martial Saint.
However, his famous name has influenced countless people of Daqian Kingdom.
In his previous life, Qin Feng also admired Yi Tianxing very much, but he and Yi Tianxing never had a chance. By the time Qin Feng had achieved success, the Daqian Kingdom had ceased to exist, and Yi Tianxing had disappeared for a long time.
Qin Feng once deeply regretted this, and even specially studied Yi Tianxing's set of nine blood-killing marksmanship, and based on the original basis, he transformed the set of marksmanship with the vision of a strong martial artist, making the blood-killing marksmanship more powerful. The Nine Killing Styles are more powerful to express respect for Yi Tianxing.
Just now he saw Cheng Hu using this set of marksmanship, and he thought of the various essences of the nine blood-killing styles.
"Calculating the time, Yi Tianxing should have just stepped into the realm of Nirvana at this time and has not died." Thinking of Yi Tianxing's deeds, Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little lost.
However, his trance and nonchalant expression made Cheng Hu feel extremely humiliated.
"Qin Feng, don't be so arrogant. Even if you know how to kill the nine moves, what will happen? Your weapon is a sword, but my weapon is the Blood Dance Samsara Gun that Senior Yi used back then. It can better perform the nine moves of bleeding. The power of this style! Just now, I was just unprepared and was careless. This time, I will be able to kill you easily!" Cheng Hu gave a sharp shout and came to kill you again.
"Stubborn." Qin Feng snorted coldly, holding the Thunder Sword in his hand, and once again performed the nine blood-killing moves without giving in at all.
As the saying goes, 'There is no fixed law'. In Qin Feng's eyes, there is not much difference between swordsmanship, spearmanship, or swordsmanship. As long as you master the essence of their essence, you can still use them even if you don't have a weapon.
For example, some masters of swordsmanship and swordsmanship can turn their palms into knives and point their fingers into swords with just a few movements of their hands. In the same way, Qin Feng's experience in martial arts means that he can use the Ben Lei Sword to perform spear skills. Something wrong.
The result is self-evident. It is still the same as before. The two of them also used the ten blood-killing moves, but Cheng Hu was injured and retreated every time. This made his figure even more embarrassed.
"This is impossible! I obviously used the Nine Blood Killing Styles! My spiritual power is obviously stronger than yours! And I used the Blood Dance Reincarnation Gun!" Cheng Hu roared hysterically.
However, how did he know that although Qin Feng also used the Blood Dance Samsara marksmanship, it was polished and improved by Qin Feng himself when he was a Martial Saint in his previous life. Its power is naturally more powerful than Yi Tianxing's own marksmanship. powerful.
At this time, Xue He, who was standing aside, also showed a surprised look. He was a core disciple of Qianwu Academy, and his vision and strength were higher than Cheng Hu's. But even he couldn't see through Qin Feng's sword skills. 's mystery.
However, he discovered some tips on Qin Feng's sword use.
As the saying goes, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger, and the spear technique of Blood Dance Samsara is very powerful, heavy and domineering. According to common sense, Cheng Hu, who uses a spear, should be able to overpower Qin Feng, who uses a sword.
However, Cheng Hu failed to take full advantage of the weapon. Instead, Qin Feng took full advantage of the sword itself.
The saying that one inch is long and one inch is strong is true. But Qin Feng does the opposite. The sword is shorter than the gun, but the sword is faster than the gun!
The transmission of power takes time, even though it is only a very short period of time, which is almost negligible. But Qin Feng's sword always comes first. Before Cheng Hu's marksmanship is about to take shape, it has not yet taken shape. The sword destroyed his marksmanship.
"This boy is definitely a fighting genius! This kind of observation and ability to grasp the battle are simply amazing." Xue He narrowed his eyes. Originally, he maintained his identity and was unwilling to kill Qin Feng himself.
But after this short observation, he has determined that Cheng Hu or Su Jin and others are definitely not Qin Feng's opponents.
"I haven't reached the realm of Xuanling, but I'm so powerful. This kind of strength is worthy of me." Xue He's heart was full of fighting spirit.
At this time, after Qin Feng fired nine swords in a row, the power of the nine blood-killing moves had been exhausted. Cheng Hu was already in a panic and almost dropped the spear in his hand. However, he was not defeated after all.
"Haha! Qin Feng, your cultivation is too weak and your spiritual power is insufficient! Even if you completely master the essence of the nine blood-killing styles, you still can't do anything to me!" Cheng Hu laughed wildly. He has the sixth level of Xuanling cultivation. , the spiritual power is many times stronger than that of Qin Feng. No matter how strong Qin Feng is, he can't reverse this disadvantage!
Moreover, the nine blood-killing moves consume extremely spiritual energy. He believes that Qin Feng's spiritual energy in his body has been consumed by most of it at this time, and it may even be exhausted! Therefore, he will still win this battle!
But he saw a smile appear on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, and said calmly: "The tenth blood killing style, blood dance reincarnation!"
"What? The tenth style? Qin Feng, even if you can't hold on anymore, there's no need to make it up. Everyone knows that Senior Yi Tianxing's set of marksmanship only has nine styles in total. Where did the tenth style come from?" Cheng Hu He was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.
Then he said: "Even if you have to make it up, can you make up a more decent move name? Blood Dance Reincarnation, Blood Dance Reincarnation is the name of my heaven-level magic gun."
However, Qin Feng did not smile. Instead, his expression was unusually solemn and serious. There was a little blood-red light on the Thunder Sword. The sword intention of the previous nine blood-killing moves for nine consecutive times had been condensed into this tenth move. .
Cheng Hu's smile stopped abruptly. Facing Qin Feng's increasingly terrifying aura, he was a little confused. Is there really a tenth style of the nine-style blood-killing marksmanship?
What's the point of this? If there is a tenth style, then when Yi Tianxing created the marksmanship, why didn't he just name it the ten blood-killing styles?