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Chapter 118: Don't be a warrior in your next life

"Meteors fly fire!"

Qin Feng took a step forward, but his figure suddenly stepped back. The long sword in his hand spread out like a peacock on his screen. He took a deep breath. In an instant, the dazzling sword force unfolded in succession. The upper three swords, the lower three swords, the left three swords, and the right three swords, instantly slashed out twelve swords!

The sword is like a flying star, and one sword is even more powerful!

For a moment, it shot towards Liu Zhenwu like a meteor fire rain!

But……

Liu Zhen injected his martial power into the long sword in his hand, and the green sword light was protected by the strong wind.

“Mush…”

A series of muffled sounds of shattering sword lights came, and these twelve flaming sword lights were actually...

"wrong!"

Among the twelve sword lights, there was a block that penetrated the Feng Sword in Liu Zhenwu's hand!

Punching Liu Zhenwu's chest!

"Bang!"

The flame sword light exploded on Liu Zhenwu's body!

After the firelight, the muscles that had expanded to the terrifyingly terrifying were completely unscathed!

"What!"

"It's actually... so strong!"

"The sword just now has at least the power of five tigers. This body is as good as a spiritual weapon!"

Liu Zhenwu was also very proud, like an eagle and falcon fighting a rabbit, holding a long sword in his hand, slowly walking towards Qin Feng!

"Meteors fly fire!"

Twelve other flaming sword lights burst out!

This time, Liu Zhenwu just shattered a few sword lights, and the rest of the sword lights were blocked with this powerful block!

Seeing the smoke dissipated, Liu Zhenwu was completely unscathed, and many people in Team B showed disappointment!

"Drink!"

Qin Feng roared, and another move of "Meteor Flying Fire" was used!

Twelve sword lights drew a long line and shot on Liu Zhenwu!

"Bang bang bang!"

This time, Liu Zhenwu did not hide or avoid, and directly blocked him!

"Hmph, the strength is getting smaller and smaller!" He looked at Qin Feng and mocked: "Are you no longer able to lose strength?"

"Drink!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and another move of "Meteor Flying Fire"!

Another twelve flaming sword lights shot out quickly!

Seeing Qin Feng wasting his force like this, Zhao Ritian's eyes suddenly became wrong...

"What the hell is this idiot doing?"

"At this level of attack, it will not hurt Liu Zhenwu in the state of the Demon God Pill!"

"Why didn't he concentrate his force and fight him to win!"

“It’s meaningless to do this…”

Only Tian Wen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Qin Feng and smiled slightly.

"Is this kid trying to stimulate his strange martial arts again?"

"One move is stacked with twelve layers, and now it is almost fifty layers!"

This time, Liu Zhenwu shook his wrist and the long sword instantly shattered all the flame swords.

His long sword pointed at Qin Feng obliquely and laughed coldly: "Qin Feng, I just discovered that you seem to have special abilities that will become stronger and stronger by using the same set of martial arts!"

"But so what?"

"There is a huge difference between you and me!"

"Now, I've had enough fun!"

Liu Zhenwu then pointed his sword at the sky, and a surging hurricane suddenly formed behind him, as if a huge mouth that could swallow the whole world!

In the dark wind, the steel fences around the school martial arts field were pulled up neatly, making a "buzzing" sound and were directly swept into the whirlpool!

"My spirit weapon!"

Some warriors didn't hold the spirit soldiers in their hands, but were directly swept away by the strong wind!

Everyone just felt the wind howling in their ears, and they were like they were deaf!

The warriors closest to the school martial arts field took out their weapons and stuck them on the ground, holding the spirit weapons tightly with both hands to prevent themselves from being caught in the hurricane!

The whirlwind martial arts, which is already in the Great Perfect Realm, is powerfully destroyed by the demon god pill!

Liu Zhenwu, who stood with a sword, stood in the center of the dark storm, almost like a messenger of the arrival of doomsday!

"This sword will be sent to you on the way!"

"If you want to live a stable life in your next life, don't be a warrior!"

Just when everyone thought Qin Feng could only sit and wait for death under this huge power gap...

"I will give this sentence to you too!"

Under the strong wind that was enough to sweep people away, Qin Feng's robe roared like a red flag!

His right hand held Tianhuo Quewu tightly, and at the same time, his left hand opened...

"Click!" The sound of the mechanism touching was a slight sound. A dozen steps away from Qin Feng, Luohu's knife box suddenly opened!

A dark and ferocious three-foot sword suddenly flew out and landed steadily in Qin Feng's left hand!

At the same time, there was a "clang" sound!

The weight of the knife magazine that lost its battle knife was reduced sharply and was immediately swept up by the strong wind, like a fragile cardboard box being swept into the center of the storm!

"Hold the knife in the left hand and the sword in the right hand!"

Ji Chengyu's face changed slightly: "What do he want to do? Do you use two martial arts at the same time? This is almost impossible!"

There was a storm, and between heaven and earth, it seemed as if all the wind had gathered in this small school martial arts field!

"Go to die!"

Liu Zhenwu's long sword in his right hand suddenly slashed down!

The center of the entire dark storm moved down instantly, wrapped with stones and iron pieces everywhere, and swallowed down towards Qin Feng like a hideous mouth that destroyed everything!

"Qin Feng!"

With such a loud momentum, Jiang Yurou's face changed and she screamed loudly!

At this time, her steps relaxed, and she was light and she was actually driven toward the storm by the strong wind!

"Click!"

Ji Chengyu's body flew into the air and tried his best to protect Jiang Yurou with his hands, but just as he turned around...

"Drink!"

Qin Feng's body, which could not even straighten his waist because of the hurricane, suddenly became straight!

"Click!" There was a crisp sound!

A stone lion paperweight suddenly flew out of his pocket and was instantly smashed by the oncoming wind blade!

At the same time, a dazzling white light instantly covered Qin Feng's body!

In the strong wind, a roar of powerful mountains and rivers resounded through the darkness.

"After the four sides are peaceful, Xu Fang comes to the court, but Xu Fang does not return, and the king says he will return."

It is the last line of the reinforced war poem "Changwu"!

The last roar was like a roar of 100,000 soldiers, and the mountains and steep mountains were enough to stumble under their feet!

Qin Feng's body was like Liu Zhenwu who had taken the Demon God Pill. His muscles surged and his breath rose rapidly!

"This is...the war poem of Confucianism and Taoism!"

Seeing this scene, Ji Chengyu, a Tianwu master, stood up dullly, as if he was demented!

"The effect is the same as the Demon God Grass... and even stronger than the Demon God Grass!"

"It's so scary!"

Just as Qin Feng's aura surged, Liu Zhenwu seemed to know something was wrong, and his whole body of force poured into the whirlwind martial arts vein strengthened by the Demon God Grass!

The storm and the thunder roared, almost like the end of the world!

Amid the battle cry that was heard from hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Qin Feng's steps moved quickly!

Instead of retreating, he rushed straight towards Liu Zhenwu!

The momentum is like thunder, and it is as sharp as a dragon!

"This is the Xianglong Step in the Meng family's Canglong Sword Technique, shouldn't it..."

Ji Chengyu felt a huge shock in his heart, "Can you want to use it..."
Chapter completed!
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