Chapter 30： The battle of artistic conception!

Looking intently, this is a picture scroll. After Qin Feng opened it, he suddenly found a landscape picture painted on it.

Green mountains, green water, flowers and plants, birds and beasts...

Judging from the scene of the picture alone, there is nothing special, but Qin Feng's brows frowned involuntarily.

Because this painting looks sparse and ordinary, Lin Kai took it with him.

What's more, his aggressive attack power just now didn't make this painting a little worn out. It can be seen that this painting is definitely not as simple as it seems!

"There must be a secret in this painting!"

Qin Feng was a man of two generations, his intuition was very keen, and he was 100% sure that this painting was not ordinary.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's gaze began to look carefully at the image on the painting.

Green mountains and green waters, flowers, birds and beasts...

Suddenly, in an instant, Qin Feng's complexion changed drastically, and the true energy in his body burst into the air like a frightening dragon!

next moment!

His body trembled slightly, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, shocking!

At this time, this landscape painting has long changed its appearance.

The original green mountains and green waters, flowers, plants, birds and beasts, as if they were endowed with spirituality, were actually so realistic and substantive.

sword!

Countless sword shadows!

At that moment, the sword shadows all over the sky burst out, like the sword formation that the Nine Heavens Milky Way fell, and suppressed incomparably overbearing.

"Huhuhu..."

Seeing such a dangerous scene, Qin Feng let out a few sighs and quickly closed his eyes, his face pale and colorless.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel that the zhenqi in his body was still in a state of riot, which was very dangerous.

"hateful!"

Qin Feng finally understood the meaning of the phrase "curiosity killed the cat".

In this picture, there is a horrible sword intent, and it is even more terrifying than the fist intent he comprehended by practicing the Divine Fist!

He just had a quick glance just now, and his mind had encountered this sword-intent attack. Even if he closed his eyes in time, he was still affected by the sword intent.

"No! Can't go on like this!"

"My body can withstand the attack of the sword intent, but the soul will cannot withstand it!"

Qin Feng could fully feel that the sword intent was hurting him more and more, and his face became paler.

Especially the soul will, like being torn apart by ten thousand swords, is constantly being destroyed, impacted, and painful!

"This sword intent is too terrifying... Unless I can understand it, otherwise, I will be completely swallowed by this sword intent!"

Qin Feng clenched his teeth, sweating profusely, his body already sitting on the ground.

"Wow!"

Qin Feng endured the severe pain, put the scroll on the ground flat, then opened his eyes and looked directly at the picture on the scroll without evasiveness.

"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the king of weapons!"

"The sword can be as domineering as a lion, as soft as flowing water, as light as a fallen leaf, and as heavy as a mountain... it can be called an elephant that encompasses everything!"

"Split Divine Fist's fist intent is certainly strong, but it is not suitable for my personality. Only in the sword intent that encompasses thousands of artistic states, I can find the ideal state that suits me!"

Looking at the picture in front of him, Qin Feng muttered to himself.

The sword is his favorite weapon!

"The horror sword intent contained in this picture is an aggressive and unforgiving sword intent."

"Although it is extraordinary, it is also not suitable for me! I must find my sword intent!"

Perceiving that the fierce sword intent exuding in this painting is getting stronger and stronger, making the entire soul seem to be about to collapse, Qin Feng's heart has become particularly peaceful.

One way of martial arts, courageous and fearless, surpassing oneself, and the crisis experienced during the period, how can there be one or two times? If there is no calm heart in the face of trouble, how can we talk about the world?

"If I can't conquer even this little difficulty, what can I do to surpass myself!"

Qin Feng's voice was vigorous and confident, with inexplicable arrogance.

"Break it for me!"

Looking at the scroll on the ground, Qin Feng let out a sharp shout.

"boom!"

The picture scroll suddenly changed, and it was suspended in the air.

After that, Qin Feng's vision changed in an instant, as if all the sights had completely disappeared, except for the green mountains and waters, flowers, birds and beasts, and sword shadows all over the sky...

"boom!"

Qin Feng's comprehension of fist intent, as if he had sensed a trace of provocation, burst out and rushed out of Qin Feng's body.

At this moment, Fist and Jianyi began to fight each other, you are fighting for me!

The two artistic conceptions are rare in the world, and both appear in front of Qin Feng at the moment, showing their respective characteristics to the fullest.

Seeing these two invisible battles of artistic conception, Qin Feng's soul seems to have a clear understanding, crazy understanding and fusion...

"Thousands of roads, I only need one!"