Zhuo Ju clearly felt a bloody smell that was not inferior to Nie Feilu's long whip from this magic whip.

Obviously, this thing has absorbed enough human blood, and it is a very bad weapon in the world.

Nie Feilu also felt the difference in the magic whip, and his eyes were slightly brighter.

"Your whip seems to be better than my long whip. When you kill you, this thing will be mine." Nie Feilu said greedily.

"Why do you have to be so troublesome? Let me give it to you now."

Qin Cheng sneered, the two of them fought again, and the shadows of the two whip were flying. Under the collision, the vibrating void trembled and the energy was emitting everywhere.

call out!

During a collision, Nie Feilu's eyes flashed.

His wrist turned, and a whip shadow was like a swimming snake, rolling up the magic whip, and then twisting towards Qin Cheng's arm. The front end of the whip turned into a black poisonous snake, opening its mouth and revealing its poisonous fangs, biting towards Qin Cheng's wrist.

"Save me away!"

Nie Feilu shouted loudly, the poisonous snake on the whip was extremely fast, and fell to Qin Cheng's arm.

If this blow is hit, it will be destined to be very poisoned.

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

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

The magic whip had already snapped, slashing through the air, and slapped Nie Feilu's cheek.

Bang!

The crisp whipping sounded across the ring.

The magic whip is not only full of barbs on it, but also hurts people's bodies, but also attacks spiritual consciousness.

"ah!"

Nie Feilu only felt a sharp pain in his spiritual consciousness, like tens of thousands of steel needles pierced, and roared in pain.

Not only did the transformed black snake stop and was pinched off by Qin Cheng, but the long whip in his hand could not be grasped steadily and landed directly on the ground.

Slap sex!

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

Qin Cheng whipped out a whip, constantly like a storm, hitting Nie Feilu's body and face.

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

"I like to whip so much. I'll let you experience it today. I'm sure it will feel more enjoyable to get whipped."

Nie Feilu screamed, and the double pain of his spiritual sense 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 blow whip fell and his soul stagnated again. This continued to go back and forth, leaving him with his head held his head and there was no chance to fight back at all.

"Don't you like this whip? I'll deliver it to you, why don't you continue, huh?"

Everyone present was stunned.

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

In a short while, Qin Cheng whipped thousands of whips.

"Enough!"

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

A sharp aura suddenly appeared from his body, and the extremely sharp white light shook the shadow of a whip in Qincheng directly.

"You've angered me."

Nie Feilu stared at Qin Cheng, and he touched his swollen cheeks, with endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

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

He shouted loudly, and the void beside him trembled.

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 could not mobilize 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.
Chapter completed!