Suddenly, dozens of sharp and sharp flying swords flew out from the void and kept floating around him.

A sword-shaped trace appeared on Nie Feilu's arms, and the sharp aura continued to spread.

"The sword intention transforms."

Everyone in the field was a little surprised that Nie Feilu actually hid such a method.

You should know that in the world of immortal cultivation, sword cultivators are the most difficult to practice. The reason is that swords are the king of weapons, and sword intent is difficult to cultivate. Even if they can absorb sword intent from certain treasures of heaven and earth, it is extremely rare.

With the blessing of the sword intent, Nie Feilu's long hair floated, and the flying swords around him trembled gently, swallowing and spitting out the sharp and boundless aura, as if torn apart the world.

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

Nie Feilu roared, and dozens of flying swords around him flew out like arrows, tearing through the air and shaking the whole world.

With the whistling spiritual energy, he rushed towards Qincheng.

This fierce attack made everyone on the field feel palpitations, as if facing sword energy, even sitting off the field, their scalp will be cut off.

However, facing dozens of shocking wildernesses that came from all directions, Qincheng was calm and motionless.

"I dare to be arrogant even if I just have a little sword intent."

Qin Cheng saw that Nie Feilu's sword intent was far inferior to his own sword intent, and it was just a demonstration.

He was too lazy to dodge such a move.

Expanding his hands, Qin Cheng suddenly burst out with a force.

"Submit me!"

He shouted loudly, and the storm that flew towards him from all directions suddenly slowed down when he touched the pressure he released.

Then, these flying swords began to tremble violently in the horrified eyes of everyone, and then they inserted their heads downwards into the ring.

It was like surrendering to Qin City.

Nie Feilu was shocked. He didn't even see clearly what Qin Cheng used. His flying swords seemed to have been rebellious.

At this time, no matter how I racked my brains and tried my best to mobilize the sword intent to control them, these flying swords were nailed to the ground by Qin Cheng, without moving at all.

This feeling made Nie Feilu feel that Qin Cheng had a more terrifying sword intent, just as if the guard captain 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 of medicine refining, how can he have a stronger sword intent than himself?

"It's not polite to come but not come. I'll give you these."

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

On the ground, the flying swords that Nie Feilu had not mobilized were actually controlled by Qin Cheng and flew backwards and rushed towards Nie Feilu.

Nie Feilu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and Qin Cheng actually used his flying sword to deal with him.

He crushed a talisman to form a solid shield.

These flying swords fell and were all shattered by this light curtain.

"You are so cruel to your flying sword, all of them are gone." Qin Cheng sneered.

"Don't be arrogant."

Nie Feilu roared, and his palm flipped, and a palm-sized array plate appeared, and then it was crushed suddenly.

boom!

A series of white mists spread out from the array plate, and the Life and Death Platform was instantly covered by fog.

A large array of light flowing in an instant rose up on the ring.

"The killing formation."

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

Unexpectedly, Nie Feilu's methods emerged one after another, and he even had such formation methods.

The killing formation was filled with murderous intent, condensed into various essential weapons, monsters and even monks, and those trapped in the formation were in danger every second.


Chapter completed!