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In a life-and-death duel, each had their own destiny.

Generally speaking, only hatred that could not be unraveled would establish the "life and death agreement" and meet on a narrow path to victory. In the end, only one person would be able to survive.

In other words, there was a high chance that someone would die in today's Trial.

Of course, to those onlookers, watching the commotion was not a big deal, and they were more than willing to cause a commotion.

"Yang Shaolong's Body Tempering Ninth Stage, is just a step away from becoming a true qi. In front of him, what's the difference between Qin Feng and a weak chicken? "What a fool …"

"Hehe, I'm guessing that Qin Feng will be defeated within ten moves."

"After signing the life and death agreement, whoever loses must die. Is Qin Feng tired of living?"

The people around Martial Arts Practice Field were discussing and almost everyone was gloating, wanting to see Qin Feng become a joke.

However …

Qin Feng was very calm. He had experienced too many scenes. His mental will was ten times or even a hundred times stronger than an ordinary person's. It was simply unimaginable.

It had to be known that during the great war between the Dragon Clan and the Demon Clan, Qin Feng fought alone against the seven Great Demon Masters and did not even bat an eyelid.

In his eyes, Yang Shaolong wasn't even considered fart.

With his hands behind his back and a relaxed expression on his face, Qin Feng casually strolled up to the Life and Death Arena.

Opposite him, Yang Shaolong was sneering. His eyes were flashing with a sharp cold light and his killing intent was brewing.

He held a silver long sword that glittered under the sunlight and radiated a sharp aura that caused one's heart to palpitate.

This was a medium-grade mortal treasure, the "Autumn Water Sword". It cut through iron like mud, and when used properly, it could even break through copper and iron bones.

With Yang Shaolong's cultivation and the autumn water sword, his battle power was terrifying.

"You don't use a sword?"

Yang Shaolong was stunned when he saw Qin Feng coming up empty-handed.

"Why would I need to use a sword to deal with you?" Qin Feng smiled.

When these words came out, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar, even the Emperor Xuan Sect's Deacons was shocked.

To use his bare hands to fight the long sword, wasn't that equivalent to seeking death?

"This kid's talent is extraordinary, but too bad, he's too arrogant." A Deacons shook his head and sighed.

"Indeed. When you can't control the situation, blindly putting on airs will only cost your life. " The other Deacons also nodded in agreement.

Yang Shaolong's face was ashen as the corner of his mouth twitched. Even the veins on his forehead were popping out.

As the noble number one of Jiangzhou, to be looked down upon so much, was simply an extraordinary shame and humiliation.

"You're courting death!"

Yang Shaolong roared as the blood in his body surged. The long sword in his hand suddenly hacked out.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

A silver white sword light came out of nowhere and slashed at Qin Feng's head with a chilling murderous intent.

This strike was fast and vicious, like a stream of light, and it disappeared in a flash.

To the bystanders, it was almost impossible to dodge the sword. However, Qin Feng was not afraid.

"Your strike was indeed fast, but unfortunately, it was too slow."

Qin Feng gave a faint smile and actually advanced instead of retreating, rushing towards the incoming sword attack.

"Hua …"

Seeing this, the crowd burst into an uproar.

Facing such a swift sword, it was one thing if he did not dodge, but he was actually slamming his head against it? Is this guy crazy?

Yang Shaolong never thought that Qin Feng would be so bold as to not take the normal route. This made Yang Shaolong's mind fluctuate.

"Go to hell."

In a flash, Yang Shaolong's sword slashed down.

But at the same time, Qin Feng's body became short and he slid down. Like a loach, he directly passed through Yang Shaolong's legs.

Clang …

Yang Shaolong's sword move was already old and he didn't have enough time to change it. His sword struck the ground and created a large amount of sparks.

"Not good."

Yang Shaolong's heart tightened and all the hair on his body stood on end as he felt a strong sense of danger from behind him.

"Get down."

Qin Feng punched out with his fist, the blazing internal respiration condensing into a stream of light, directly striking Yang Shaolong's back.

Bang!

Yang Shaolong had no time to dodge at all. Like a sandbag, he was sent flying seventy to eighty feet into the air.

If not for his strong foundation, his internal organs would have been shattered by this punch.

"What?" Yang Shaolong was actually sent flying with a single punch? "

"What's going on? It shouldn't be? "

"Is Yang Shaolong too weak, or is Qin Feng too strong? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? "

Outside Martial Arts Practice Field, a huge commotion immediately broke out.

Even the eyes of Deacons from the Emperor Xuan Sect lit up, revealing a look of shock.

He didn't use his bare hands to fight White Blade, instead of retreating, he would use it to attack his opponent's weak spot …

The most important thing was that this entire process was extremely natural and smooth. It was as if everything was happening at will; it was simply unimaginable.

"Breaking through the white blade with bare hands is extremely difficult." A Deacons couldn't help but praise.

"Yang Shaolong's swordsmanship, is more than ferocious, it has not changed enough. Qin Feng could see through this point with a glance, and even thought of breaking the idea of a sword move at the first moment, this … "

The other Deacons also looked at each other in disbelief.

Of course, the most unbelievable person was probably Yang Shaolong himself.

He got up in a sorry state and looked like he was angry from embarrassment. He stared at Qin Feng with eyes filled with shock and fear.

On the other hand, Qin Feng still had his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

At this moment, the attitude of these two people had a huge contrast. It even made people have the illusion that Yang Shaolong was not facing an ordinary disciple, but a martial arts grandmaster.

"Shao Long, fight with us …"

Tang Yurou's shout came from the crowd.

Yang Shaolong looked over and saw the slightly disappointed expression on Tang Yurou's face. Suddenly, an indescribable rage filled his heart.

Nothing could be shamed in front of his own woman.

"Little animal, again."

Yang Shaolong shouted angrily. He waved his long sword and sword lights rained down like shooting stars in the night, extremely gorgeous.

"This is …"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone in Emperor Xuan Sect changed, and they could not help but frown.

"This is my Emperor Xuan Sect's swordsmanship, 'Sword Qi Branch Sect'. How did he learn it?" The leader Deacons's expression was slightly gloomy and he seemed to be unhappy.

"Yang Shaolong also has an older brother, Yang Shaotian. He is an inner disciple of my sect. This set of swordsmanship, was most likely passed on to him by Yang Shaotian in private. " someone answered.

At the same moment.

In the life and death arena, sword rain filled the sky.

Streams of sword qi condensed from internal respiration were like cages, firmly locking Qin Feng inside.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, this time Qin Feng is dead."

Many of the disciples below the stage opened their eyes wide, exclaiming continuously.

Yang Shaolong also sneered, "Even if this old man exposed this set of swordsmanship, I will still kill you."

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth lifted slightly when he heard this. However, he did not show any signs of panic.

The sword rain that filled the sky was a mess, it seemed as if there were countless changes that could not be avoided, but in reality, nothing changed. As long as it was a sword move, there would always be a flaw.

Furthermore, with Yang Shaolong's cultivation, he had only learned a little of the "Sword Qi Branch Sect".

"The swordsmanship was originally not bad, but unfortunately, it was used by you." Qin Feng smiled calmly.

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