C162 Holy Demon Emperor

With a loud bang, Qin Peng broke through the barrier of his body under the pressure of the Sword Dao and advanced to the sixth level of the Celestial Sun Stage. This was an unexpected gain for him!

However, Qin Peng did not come to the Holy Sword Pavilion to prove his talent to everyone. Instead, he came to the Holy Sword Pavilion to find something! That thing was extremely important to him. He had to obtain it. The prerequisite for obtaining it was that he had to have the ability to reach the twentieth step.

And to reach the twentieth step, his achievements were unprecedented. For thousands of years, no one had been able to do it?! Even the previous sect masters were unable to do it, but Qin Peng had done it!

And he had done it with ease!

This not only shocked everyone, but also shocked Feng Wuyu. This disciple of his was too monstrous. His talent in the way of the sword was so high. Such an achievement was something that not even the wise sages of Myriad Sword Sect had achieved a thousand years ago.

In a way, Qin Peng's talent and strength had surpassed the experts of the Myriad Sword Sect in the past when they were in the same realm.

Feng Xiu looked at Qin Peng, who was standing on the twentieth step. There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes. His little junior brother was too monstrous. Whether it was the will of the heavens or his strength, he had surpassed him by a lot.

This number one genius of Myriad Sword Sect seemed so ironic and powerless.

Looking at Qin Peng, Feng Xiu smiled bitterly, "Haha, some people are destined to only look up to you for the rest of their lives. " Feng Xiu's voice murmured, but it did not escape Feng Wuyu's ears. He patted Feng Xiu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Xiu-Er, you have to understand that the strong have to go through constant training and setbacks to become strong. "

Feng Wuyu's words stunned Feng Xiu, and then his eyes lit up for the first time. That's right. The path of the strong had been extremely difficult since ancient times. If he gave up on himself, how could he be called an expert? How could he be called a genius?

The strength of others would not make him afraid. Instead, it would become the motivation for him to advance!

"I understand, Father. " Feng Xiu said faintly.

Feng Wuyu didn't say anything. He nodded quietly.

On top of the Saint Sword Pavilion, Qin Peng felt a special pressure. It was suppression, and there was also a trace of warmth!

"Is this feeling because I have merged with a trace of the Law of the Sword?" Qin Peng murmured. His eyes revealed a thoughtful look. His body was being pressed down, making a cracking sound, which made Qin Peng's face twist a little. "This feeling. . . Is it because I have merged with a trace of the Law of the Sword?" Qin Peng murmured, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look. His body was being pressed down so hard that it made a cracking sound, which made Qin Peng's face twist a little.

"Dad, do you think little junior brother will be able to withstand the pressure of the Saint Sword Pavilion?" Feng Xiu looked at Qin Peng's twisted face and asked. He had only met little junior brother a few times, but he had a good impression of him.

"That's right, master. Little junior brother seems to be in great pain!" Ouyang Hao and the others surrounded Feng Wuyu and asked nervously.

Feng Wuyu looked at Qin Peng and did not say anything for a long time. Finally, he spoke slowly. "It all depends on Old Tenth's luck. If he can withstand it, he will definitely be at the top of the Martial Path in the future. If he can't, he will die in an instant. "

Hua!

These two extremes represented Qin Peng's fate!

If he succeeded, he would step onto the peak of martial arts, and if he succeeded, he would die!

Next, it would depend on Qin Peng!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Qin Peng's mouth. His eyes were also somewhat bloodshot. This kind of pressure made him unable to understand the profoundness of it. Instead, the intense pain in his entire body made him almost collapse.

If this continued, he would surely die here!

No, I must find a breakthrough point, I must!

The will of the Sword Dao in front of him was like a hurricane, like thousands of blades, like raging flames, like endless waves. They were eroding Qin Peng's mind and eroding his consciousness. If Qin Peng could not hold on, then he would be crushed to pieces in front of the Holy Sword Pavilion.

Qin Peng's heart kept trembling. The pressure and will of such an expert was not something that a mere Celestial Sun Stage like him could fight against. Under such erosion, his friends and family's faces gradually turned pale.

Can't hold on any longer?!

Can't I really hold on anymore?!

But I'm so unwilling!

I'm so unwilling!

These words echoed in his heart over and over again. At this moment, it was as if a stream of energy had surged into his body. That energy was so friendly and familiar. It swept through his pain, causing his consciousness to gradually gather and not scatter.

"Little guy, if your strength is not enough, you must be ambitious. " A voice sounded in Qin Peng's body. That voice seemed to have passed through life and death to see the vast ocean and mulberry fields. It was hollow and hoarse.

"Who are you?!" Qin Peng asked in shock in his heart.

The voice seemed to smile when it heard Qin Peng's question. It sounded relaxed. "Who am I? I am you. You are me! You and I are one! We have a common name, Saint Demon Emperor! "

Saint Demon Emperor!

Qin Peng was shocked. Could it be that the cultivation technique and the bloodline in his body belonged to this Saint Demon Emperor?!

He is me, I am him, we are one entity!

Just as Qin Peng was confused, the voice sounded again, "Little guy, let's talk about these things later. You should solve the problem in front of you first. Otherwise, your life will be in danger!"

Qin Peng suddenly realized that he couldn't even protect himself and was still thinking about these problems. He hurriedly circulated his spiritual energy to condense his consciousness so that he could be clear-headed enough. Only in this way could he not be disturbed by the will of the sword.

"Your useless effort is just a stubborn resistance!" The voice sounded for the first time. There was a trace of ridicule in the voice, as if it was mocking Qin Peng.

"What do you mean?!" Qin Peng said, "What should I do?!"

The voice sounded lazy when it heard Qin Peng's words. It sounded a little frivolous. "Why should I help you?"

Qin Peng smiled faintly, "You can choose not to help me, but in the end, you will die together with me. Helping me is also helping yourself. Don't forget, helping me is also helping yourself. But you are talking about me. I am you. We are one. "

Qin Peng's words were full of threat, and the voice fell into silence.

After a long time, the voice slowly opened its mouth. "Alright, I'll help you!"

A faint smile appeared on Qin Peng's face.

Qin Peng's body suddenly emitted a terrifying Qi fluctuation. It was as if the Qi wave was destructive, like a massacre, causing one's hair to stand on end. The blood-red evil Qi was like a blood-red waterfall, enveloping Qin Peng within. The Sword Intent of Saint Sword Pavilion couldn't even get close to Qin Peng!

On the contrary, the sword Qi seemed to have been corroded by the blood-red evil Qi.

Qin Peng revealed a wicked smile, "Now is the time for me to subdue all of you. " After that, the blood-red baleful Qi slowly approached the outside and swallowed the Sword Intent that contained the Saint.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Numerous eroding sounds rang out. That Sword Dao's will was actually completely suppressed by the blood colored baleful qi. Although it was unable to devour it, it caused that Sword Dao's will to gradually fade away!

This was what Qin Peng was waiting for. As long as the Sword Dao's will was obliterated, then the remaining Sword Dao rules would be comprehended by him. This way, he would be able to comprehend the Sword Dao!

Since that was the case, then let's begin!