From this demonic whip, Zhuo Ju could clearly feel a bloody smell that was not inferior to Nie Fei's long whip.

Obviously, this thing sucks a lot of human blood and is a most dangerous weapon in the world.

Nie Feilu also felt the difference of whipping the magic whip, and his eyes brightened slightly.

"This whip of yours seems to be better than my long whip. Once I kill you, this thing will be mine." Nie Feilu said a little greedily.

"Why bother? I'll send it to you now."

Qin Cheng sneered, the two of them fought again, and the two whip shadows flew. Under the collision, the shaking void trembled, and the energy was everywhere.

call out!

In a collision, Nie Feilu's eyes flashed.

He turned his wrist, and a whip shadow like a snake wrapped around the magic whip, and then twisted towards Qin Cheng's arm. The front end of the whip turned into a black poisonous snake. It opened its big mouth to reveal a poisonous snake.

He bit Qin Cheng's wrist with his teeth.

"Let go!"

Nie Feilu shouted, and the poisonous snake on the whip moved very fast, and fell towards Qin Cheng's arm.

If this blow were to be received, the poison would be severe.

However, Qin Cheng laughed mockingly, and at the same time, he drew the magic whip in his hand and twisted the black whip in a strange posture.

Then with a movement of his arm, before the transformed black snake fell.

The magic whip snapped, passed through the air, and struck Nie Feilu hard on the cheek.

Snap!

The crisp sound of whipping resounded throughout the arena.

When you draw a demonic whip, it is not only full of barbs, hurting your body, but also attacks your spiritual consciousness.

"ah!"

Nie Feilu felt a sharp pain in his consciousness, like being pierced by ten thousand steel needles, and he roared in pain.

Not only did the transformed black snake stagnate and its head was pinched off by Qin Cheng, the long whip in his hand was unable to be grasped firmly and fell directly to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Nie Feilu had just recovered from the pain in his consciousness and was about to take action.

Qin Cheng whipped out his whip continuously, like a strong wind and rain, constantly hitting Nie Feilu's body and face.

The ruthless whip was whipped out hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, knocking Nie Feilu to the ground.

"I like whipping people so much, I will let you experience it today. I think it will feel better to be whipped."

Nie Feilu screamed, and the pain in his consciousness and body made him unable to fight back for a while.

"You, you are looking for death, ah!"

Nie Feilu wanted to fight back many times, but the next time the whip fell, his soul stagnated again. This kept going back and forth, leaving him with no choice but to hold his head and dodge, without any chance to fight back.

"Don't you like this whip? I gave it to you, why don't you take it, eh?"

Everyone present was stunned.

They thought it was a one-sided crushing by Nie Feilu, but they didn't expect that Nie Feilu only had a short-term advantage at the beginning, and then was beaten like a dog by Qin Cheng.

In a short time, Qin Cheng had been whipped thousands of times.

"Enough!"

After Nie Feilu was whipped away by Qin Cheng, he suddenly roared angrily.

A fierce aura suddenly filled the air from the body, and an extremely sharp white light directly knocked away a whip shadow from Qin Cheng.

"You pissed me off."

Nie Feilu stared at Qin Cheng, touching his slightly red and swollen cheek. There was endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

"I don't want to play anymore, I'm going to kill you now!"

He shouted loudly, and the void around him trembled.

Suddenly, dozens of sharp flying swords flew out of the void and continued to float around him.

A sword-shaped mark appeared on Nie Feilu's hands and arms, and his fierce aura continued to spread.

"The sword's will takes shape."

Everyone in the audience was a little surprised that Nie Feilu was still hiding such a trick.

You must know that in the world of immortality, sword cultivation is the most difficult type of cultivation. The reason is that the sword is the king of weapons and it is difficult to cultivate sword intent. Even if you can absorb sword intent from some treasures in the world, it is extremely rare and precious.

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Under the blessing of the sword's will, Nie Feilu's long hair was floating, and the flying swords around him were trembling slightly, exhaling an aura that was as sharp and edgeless as if it was tearing apart the heaven and the earth.

"Don't think you can whip me a few times, you are my opponent, Feijian, kill him for me."

Nie Feilu roared. Dozens of flying swords around him suddenly flew out like arrows, tearing the air and shaking in all directions.

With whistling spiritual energy, he rushed towards Qin Cheng.

This fierce offensive made everyone in the audience feel palpitations, as if facing the sword energy, even those sitting in the audience would have their scalps cut off.

However, in the face of dozens of shocking waves coming from all directions, Qin Cheng remained calm and unmoving.

"You dare to be so arrogant even with just a little bit of sword power."

However, Qin Cheng could see that Nie Feilu's sword intention was far inferior to his own sword intention, and it was just an appearance.

He didn't even bother to dodge such a move.

Spreading his hands, Qin Cheng suddenly burst out with a burst of power.

"Submit to me!"

He shouted loudly, and the shock waves flying towards him from all directions suddenly slowed down when they came into contact with the pressure he released.

Then, under the horrified gazes of everyone, these flying swords began to tremble violently, and then they were thrust headfirst into the ring with a pop.

It's like surrendering to Qin Cheng's side.

Nie Feilu was shocked. He didn't even see what Qin Cheng was doing. His flying swords seemed to be a traitor.

At this time, no matter how hard he racked his brains and tried his best to control his sword, these flying swords were pinned to the ground by Qin Cheng and did not move at all.

This feeling made Nie Feilu feel in a daze that Qincheng possessed a more terrifying sword power, just like the captain of the guard could mobilize the guards, but when facing the emperor, these guards could only surrender.

But how is this possible? Qin Cheng is just an inner disciple who refines medicine. How can he have a sword that is stronger than his own?

"It's not polite to come back and not reciprocate. I'm giving these to you."

Just when Nie Feilu was upset, Qin Cheng waved his hand.

On the ground, those flying swords that Nie Fei Lu could not mobilize were actually controlled by Qin Cheng and flew backwards, rushing towards Nie Fei Lu.

Nie Feilu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Qin Cheng actually used his own flying sword against him.

He crushed a talisman to form a solid shield.

When these flying swords fell, they were blown into pieces by the light curtain.

"You are so cruel to your flying swords, they are all gone." Qin Cheng sneered.

"Don't be arrogant."

Nie Feilu roared angrily and flipped his palm. A palm-sized array appeared, and then he crushed it violently.

boom!

White mist spread out from the array, and the life and death stage was instantly enveloped by the mist.

A large formation with flowing brilliance instantly rose up on the ring.

"The Killing Formation."

Feeling the killing intent rising in the white mist, everyone felt a little scared.

Unexpectedly, Nie Feilu had so many methods, including formation methods like this.
Chapter completed!