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"First blade!"

Shen Qingfeng leaped high into the air, his body was like a full bow, the magic blade had completely changed its shape, it was wrapped with golden flames, like a divine weapon.

It streaked through the air, producing the sound of thunder!

"Whoa …"

The disciples lying on the ground vomited blood and suddenly looked up. They saw a flash of lightning in the sky, and a giant tornado appeared out of nowhere, ripping open a part of the courtyard's roof. The battle between the two actually gave people the illusion that the weather had changed.

"What a terrifying battle …"

A few ordinary warriors were trembling in fear, as if they had met the might of the heavens.

Shen Qingfeng's blade directly slashed at the tip of Lee Yuanhu's spear, causing a terrifying shockwave to spread out from the spear's body, causing him to fly backwards.

Lee Yuanhu's hands had turned white, his hands suddenly felt numb, and his spear almost slipped out of his hands.

"Hahaha …" "Catch them well!"

"The second slash!"

Shen Qingfeng roared towards the sky, his entire person ignoring the laws of physics was flying in from the sky.

Another ferocious slash! These eight forms combined into one, each form stronger than the last!

Ever since he had awakened his memories, this was the first time he had gone all out. The fact that someone was able to take his attack head on made him extremely excited, killing to the point of insanity.

"Boom …"

Like a cannonball exploding on the ground, a huge smoke screen shot up into the sky. The two terrifying forces clashed, creating a crater of more than five meters in the ground!

A slightly miserable figure flew out from the smoke screen. He was standing on his spear, breathing heavily. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth; he had suffered an internal injury.

Just now, Lee Yuanhu had raised his spear and took Shen Qingfeng's slash head on, and his legs immediately sunk into the ground.

Such a fierce and violent move, it should be a battle where both sides would suffer. Could it be that the other side wasn't afraid of being injured?

"The third slash!"

Just as Lee Yuanhu thought about this, Shen Qingfeng's words were transmitted over like a demon's chant, simply urging on life!

"Humph!" You want to fight me to the death, did you think I would be afraid of you!? "

Lee Yuanhu spat out a mouthful of blood, a fierce look flashed past his eyes. Back then, he had killed hundreds of people in one night, which showed that he was a ruthless person.

He raised his attack to the limit, his long spear dancing like a dragon emerging from the sea.

In this dangerous state, his spear arts had broken through, and his stagnant cultivation had loosened a bit.

If he did not die after this battle, he would definitely benefit greatly. His chances of entering the Upper Sky Realm would increase by 20%!

Boom!" BOOM! "Boom!

Both sides began to fight with each other, and a bloody battle unfolded. The pitch-black tip of the spear released a strange whistling sound. The golden blade hacked apart all the lightning as huge pits appeared on the ground one after another.

The Hundred Acre Wild sorghum field was completely silent, it was like a field of death. The Spiritual Sense s of the animals were stronger than ordinary humans and they instinctively hid underground, afraid that the killing intent would affect them.

"The fourth slash!"

"Fifth slash!"

"..."

Shen Qingfeng's eyes revealed a strange light, his blade strike was stronger than his, it was completely a battle of life and death, but under the tempering of the War God Spell, his body became extremely sturdy, with such a terrifying force, it was unable to harm him at all.

On the other hand, as Lee Yuanhu fought desperately with his blade and blade, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes became dimmer and dimmer.

"The eighth slash!"

Finally reaching the last move, Shen Qingfeng took a step forward, and a terrifying imposing manner caused the surrounding wind to stop.

"Wuwuwu …"

The golden demon knife unexpectedly released a series of ghostly wails, appearing extremely strange.

Lee Yuanhu's eyes also released a bright light, as though it was the end of the world.

He knew that as long as he endured this final blow, he would be able to survive and break through his current realm!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"..."

The two extremely bright lights collided, causing a loud explosion.

That blinding light temporarily blinded the eyes of all the disciples, making them unable to see anything.

When everything returned to normal, they opened their eyes wide, only to realize that Lee Yuanhu was standing with his spear in hand, his posture was straight and his imposing manner was like an abyss, causing people to feel intimidated.

On the other hand, on Shen Qingfeng's side, although on the surface, he did not seem to be injured, but the golden magic blade was broken inch by inch, the refined iron was like cotton, and with a gust of wind, it disappeared.

The result of the battle was obvious, but before the disciples could even cheer, Lee Yuanhu suddenly sighed towards the sky.

"Does this technique have a name?"

"Eight Extreme Slash."

Shen Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking as if he was going to ride the wind to return home.

It was hard to tell which one was his true face, the current him or the Devil God.

This blade technique was rumored to have been created by a worldly general. That general had relied on a large blade to carve out a clear and bright world on the battlefield; his battle achievements were brilliant.

The sabre art was extremely sharp and only had eight moves.

The general of that year was a boorish fellow who had once boasted that the eight slashes were over and that if you didn't, I would be finished!

"Eight Extreme Slash …" "What an overbearing blade technique …" Lee Yuanhu muttered.

"Can you spare my daughter and my disciples? They have never been involved in this from the beginning to the end. "

Shen Qingfeng remained silent and did not reply.

Lee Yuanhu did not persuade him anymore.

When he killed his own children and his parents, he had never been soft-handed before.

He turned around and glanced at Li Xiaoling.

At that moment, he was no longer the intimidating gallant of the Yangtze River, much less a hero killer.

He was just an ordinary father, looking at his daughter with a hint of nostalgia.

"Crack."

With a light sound, the spear made of unknown material split apart from the middle, splitting into two halves!

Countless patterns appeared on Lee Yuanhu's body, his entire body expanded, and eventually he exploded into a cloud of blood!

"Father!" "No way!"

Li Xiaoling stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground. She reached out her hand towards Lee Yuanhu's direction and her consciousness gradually blurred as she fainted.

After losing two of her closest relatives within a few days, her will finally collapsed.

"Master …"

"Eldest Senior Sister. "Wake up …"

A few disciples kneeled on the ground and cried. Without Lee Yuanhu, there was no legend left in Qing Sha's mouth.

Shen Qingfeng calmly looked at the sorghum fields under the night wind, the remaining unranked warriors were not worth him taking action.

He stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

A good man should kill, his hands were full of blood, and he looked down on people with fear!

In this battle with Lee Yuanhu, the magic blade he had just obtained was gone.

He could not help but secretly sigh, the War God Spell was too overbearing, ordinary mortal iron could not even withstand the infusion of true essence!

When he chopped out the last move of the Eight Extreme Slash, the Demon Saber had reached its limit, turning into a willow tree that drifted away with the wind.

In the future, he had to find a more suitable weapon!