671: C671 Roadblock

C671 Roadblock

Within the Sword Pavilion, a chilling aura permeated the air.

Qin Feng, Jian Wuming, tit for tat.

As for Jian Wuming, he had to protect his own dignity and at the same time, protect the interests of the Academy of Sword Saints. He had to stop Qin Feng.

"What a terrifying sword intent. This person's sword intent does not have the slightest trace of emotion. It is truly a heartless sword."

Qin Feng's heart trembled as he activated the Golden Light Curse and Great Luotian Art.

Life is merciless, heartless is invincible!

Jian Wuming was just like his name, the sword intent he cultivated, was cold and emotionless, and was born to death.

Once he made a move, life and death would be thrown to the back of his mind.

Only by cutting off the threads of affection and viewing the lives of all the people in the world as grass, would one be able to reach such a level.

This heartless and cold-blooded sword formation was the essence of Jian Wuming's Sword Truth.

Rumble … Rumble …

Within the Sword Pavilion, thunderous roars reverberated in the air, shaking the heavens.

Tens of thousands of sword auras sparkled with extraordinary brilliance.

Every single one of those sword auras was emitting a deadly aura, as if they were going to kill people.

Qin Feng had the protection of the golden light, but he was still unable to block this tide of attacks.

However, the five elements in the sky was a top grade Tao Art. Even in the face of this merciless sword, it was still as hard as a rock.

Qin Feng stepped into the Primordial Spirit Stage, and after he obtained the power, the Great Luotian Art had undergone a qualitative change, and could no longer be described as normal anymore.

"This guy can actually block the 'Heartless Death Sword'?"

Seeing the sword auras being repelled one by one, Jian Wuming was also startled.

Jian Wuming's cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Primordial Spirit Realm, "Heavenly Passage."

This sword formation, was a heavenly passage.

Qin Feng was engulfed by the heavenly passage, time was pulled, space was distorted, and he could not escape at all.

In such a passive state, he actually relied on the Great Luotian Art to forcefully block the "Heartless Sword", giving Jian Wuming a huge shock.

"The pinnacle of the five elements, eternal and indestructible. Could this be the legendary Great Luotian Art?"

Jian Wuming's mind shook.

As Qin Feng continued to cast the technique, the characteristics of the Great Luotian Art became more and more obvious.

Of course, Qin Feng did not intentionally hide it, as against a person like Jian Wuming, he could not hide it either.

"I never thought that you would have such a great opportunity, to actually cultivate the Tao Art, which is ranked in the top ten."

Jian Wuming was a little jealous after thinking about it.

To be able to rank in the top 100 of the three thousand great daos was already considered a first class Tao Art. As for the top ten … It could be found, but not sought.

Even within the Academy of Sword Saints s, there were no Tao Art s comparable to them.

Even if it was "Nine Style of Heaven's End", it was still a level lower.

"Unfortunately, your primordial spirit has just formed and is still a little lacking to break through my sword formation."

Although Jian Wuming was shocked, he did not panic. He stabilised his sword formation and continued to put pressure on Qin Feng.

Tss tss …

Streams of sword lightning shot down, striking the chromatic sphere, causing lightning to flash explosively.

Unfortunately, no matter how the sword formation was used, it was unable to break through Qin Feng's defense.

Of course, Qin Feng didn't have a good chance of retaliating, unless he waited for Jian Wuming to weaken.

"This guy's cultivation is higher in realm than me, and his foundation is not weak either. As expected of the head disciple of the Sword Saint."

Qin Feng was secretly surprised.

With his foundation, he could easily suppress the Primordial Spirit Level Three. Even if it was an ordinary fourth level Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, he would still have some advantage.

But in front of Jian Wuming, Qin Feng had no advantage at all.

"If the stalemate continues for three days and three nights, victory might not be decided."

Qin Feng frowned, he could not wait any longer.

"Corpse Spirit, lend me a hand."

Qin Feng woke up the Corpse Spirit.

Now was not a fair fight, but a fight to the death with Jian Wuming.

With the help of the Corpse Spirit, there was hope for a breakthrough.

"Seven Treasures Asura Pagoda, suppress him!"

The Corpse Spirit flew out of Qin Feng's body and suppressed down towards Jian Wuming.

"What?"

Jian Wuming's face changed.

It was difficult for him to believe that Qin Feng actually had the strength to counterattack while being enveloped by the sword formation.

This sudden change also caught Jian Wuming by surprise.

The Seven Treasures Asura Pagoda was a middle grade Sky Grade treasure, and with the Corpse Spirit guarding, this attack forced Jian Wuming to continuously retreat.

As Jian Wuming retreated, the sword formation was also affected, and revealed a slight flaw.

"A good chance."

Qin Feng transformed into a ray of lightning, broke through the enveloping sword formation, and appeared in front of Jian Wuming.

The holy abode was broken!

"Impossible, you still have another spirit body in your body?"

Jian Wuming said in fear.

And at this time, Qin Feng held the pike in his hand, and had already pointed at the center of Jian Wuming's brows.

Jian Wuming stopped and did not continue.

All of his attention was placed on the Seven Treasures Asura Pagoda, and shock and fury was written all over his face.

"There is an additional spirit body in this tower, and you're asking for help?"

Jian Wuming shouted in anger.

"This tower is mine, and the spirit body is mine as well. How can I say it's for help?" You, Jian Wuming, who cultivate two Primal Souls, can be considered to be asking for help? "

Qin Feng asked.

Jian Wuming stared blankly. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end, he still remained silent.

Everyone had their own secrets, just like how his two Primal Souls had all sorts of opportunities.

What Qin Feng said was not a lie, he did not have the confidence to refute it.

"I admit defeat."

Jian Wuming's face darkened as he let out a cold snort.

"This time's competition cannot be considered fair. In the Hall Competition, let's once again fight to the death. However, you have lost this time. Bring me to the Senior Sword Saint. "

Qin Feng said calmly.

Jian Wuming clenched his teeth, his face cold and pale.

He hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and smiling, "Even if I lose, I have no obligation to help you. If I lose to you, I'll bring you to see Master. "

"You … "Shameless."

Qin Feng gritted his teeth in anger.

"For the greater good of the Academy of Sword Saints, I can't possibly bring you to see the Master. It's better if you just give up on this idea."

Jian Wuming said coldly.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll kill you first. I won't believe that Sword Saint won't be able to escape."

Qin Feng was completely enraged.

"I didn't use my full strength just now. You were lucky enough to win against me once. That's already great luck." You dare to speak such arrogant words, and you still want to kill me? In the next life. "

Jian Wuming coldly snorted.

At the same time, his body trembled, and a powerful aura of sword element rose up into the sky.

Dong!

The entire Sword Pavilion, and even the Academy of Sword Saints, were on the verge of collapse.

"Lifeless, stop …"

However, right at this moment, an aged voice sounded from the depths of the sky.

"It's the Sword Saint?"0

Qin Feng's mind shook.

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