The terrifying murderous intent was overwhelming and overwhelming in the void.
Shen Qiu's face darkened. He understood that Qin Nan was really showing his ferocious fangs at this moment.
"Did you let him go on purpose?" Shen Qiu came over.
As soon as this breath came out, he understood that Qin Nan had never thought of taking action against Feng Changming from beginning to end, and the real target was himself.
horrible!
Suddenly, his eyes froze, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
As a Sword King, I haven't experienced this emotion for a long time, but now I feel it from Qin Nan, which is incredible.
This feeling is inexplicable, but it goes straight to my soul.
Even though he has become the sword king, it is difficult to contain him.
"He is just a genius who lives in the world's praise. I am too lazy to use my sword to kill him. Only the Sword King can test the edge of my sword." Qin Nan's fighting spirit surged, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
And after these words fell, the people in the sword tomb in the distance were also speechless.
crazy!
too crazy.
How arrogant does a person have to be to dare to say such words to a sword king?
But learning from the past, Zhao Ying is also a sword king, and even his defeat at the hands of Qin Nan shows everything that he has the qualifications.
Shen Qiu's eyes flashed coldly.
"There are talented people from generation to generation! Over the years, there has never been anyone who dared to challenge the Sword King. Even those who are qualified to be on the Youth Supreme List do not have the confidence. You are very good, tell me you Where are you from, are you from the Ti Jian Sect or the Burial Sword Plateau?" Shen Qiu said.
Qin Nan is extraordinary.
He has understood this from before.
The attitude shown by Qin Nan now made him not want to fight, and made him curious about Qin Nan's origins.
"None of them, Dongxuanzhou, Qinnan!"
Qin Nan said slowly.
Shen Qiu's expression was slightly startled.
"Dongxuanzhou? You are from Dongxuanzhou, and now you have come to the Western Wasteland to become an enemy of my Sword Burial Sect? Do you want to fight me as a sword king?" Shen Qiu felt angry in his heart.
He originally thought that Qin Nan was from the Ti Jian Sect or the Burial Sword Plateau, so he would know about their collusion with the Monster Clan and target him. However, he did not expect that Qin Nan was actually from Dongxuan Prefecture.
"Is there a difference?"
"I won't say where I come from, but one thing is that I am a human. I can't sell humans as rations to the demon clan, and then confidently hold high the banner of the human race and consider myself a strong human race." Qin Nan said.
He was already involved with the Burial Sword Sect.
From the very beginning when he got the Xingtian Sword, it was destined to be a life and death situation. Now that he has learned about the evil deeds of the Buried Sword Sect from Mingyue Lou, he has no good impression of the Buried Sword Sect.
He is not a saint and cannot do everything justice. But one thing is that he only acts based on his heart.
Just like the method he created.
If people are unethical, then kill people!
Shen Qiu's face turned pale.
As soon as Qin Nan opened his mouth, he knew that Qin Nan was at odds with their Sword Burial Sect.
"A sad sense of justice. The weak eat the strong. This is the rule of the Western Wilderness and the rule of cultivators. Since you don't know whether to live or die, then I will help you." Shen Qiu's eyes condensed, and the sword in his hand suddenly appeared in his hand.
Then in an instant, the situation changed.
Then, Shen Qiu made a volley in the air.
brush!
The world seemed to be separated, and an invisible space spread quickly, covering Qin Nan.
Sword King...Battlefield!
This is a more terrifying space, many times more powerful than the methods used by Zhao Ying. There is also some indescribable power hidden in it, as if it is a kind of magic.
Qin Nan's heart was solemn, but his fighting spirit remained undiminished.
I have to accept that Shen Qiu's strength is not comparable to that of Zhao Ying. They are both sword kings, but their strength is very different. They are not on the same level.
But the more this happened, the more excited Qin Nan became. He wanted to prove the method he created, so what if it wasn't strong enough?
"Are you afraid? Do you really think that I can't kill you? Or do you think that because you can crack Zhao Ying's battlefield, you are qualified to be arrogant in front of me?" Shen Qiu's voice also dropped coldly.
His murderous intent is rampant.
Qin Nan had just given him an inexplicable crisis, so he took action with the strongest possible means without any reservations.
Qin Nan ignored it, but in his heart he contacted Misheng.
Sword King Battlefield, this power is too mysterious. But I don't know anything about this power.
"That bullshit battlefield is all gaudy. It's just a realm that incorporates a little bit of law. If it were me, as soon as I kill someone, this bullshit battlefield will be shattered in an instant." Miesheng told Qin Nan.
Qin Nan didn't know this power, but he knew it very well.
This kind of power looks very strong, but in fact it is just bluffing. In his eyes, it is vulnerable.
"Forget it. Relying on you is not my strength after all. I want myself to kill the Sword King." Qin Nan refused.
The current situation may be easily resolved by relying on the destruction of life, but Qin Nan doesn't want to, he has to rely on himself. On the road of cultivation, I am the only one who will always be strong.
Destruction fell silent.
But now this kind of mentality is even more appreciated by Misheng.
"Okay, then you can do it yourself. It's just a sword king, so it's not difficult to kill him."
Qin Nan ignored Miesheng's words.
If this word gets out, everyone in the world will probably think he is crazy.
But Qin Nan just wanted to prove himself today and kill the Sword King. From the beginning to the end, Feng Changming was never in his eyes. His path of cultivation needed strong men as stepping stones.
He is no longer worthy of being under the Sword King.
With a thought, Qin Nan moved the Xingtian Sword in his hand and broke out of the prison.
Thousands of swords in an instant!
This is the essence of the ghost's way of breaking the prison. Ten swords can change in a thousand ways.
With Qin Nan's physical and spiritual strength at this time, he had already practiced this sword to the limit. It was precisely because of this that the sword just now was able to break through Zhao Ying's battlefield.
Rumble.
As soon as the sword struck down, the whole space began to roar and vibrate, and the sword light shot out one after another across the sky.
"It's a small skill. You just used this sword to defeat Zhao Ying, right? Unfortunately, it's useless to me." Shen Qiu sneered, the sword in his hand glowed, and he slashed out with one sword.
boom!
The violent sword intention burst out, and in just a moment, the power Qin Nan slashed disappeared, like a stone cow entering the sea, without any ripples.
The fighting spirit in Qin Nan's eyes became even more intense.
With his backhand, he slashed out with another sword.
A sword of cold light shot up into the sky, and the raging sword energy turned into a giant beast that covered the sky, filling the sky with fear and ferocious power.
This sword is so powerful in the world of demons.
But in the next moment, a sword light suddenly appeared, from top to bottom, directly killing the ferocious beast, piercing the heart with one sword, and turning it into nothingness.
"Is this all you have? It seems that I am overly worried. It's not that you are strong, it's just that Zhao Ying is too weak." Shen Qiu's face was stern, and the power of the Sword King reappeared in his eyes, as if at this moment, he would no longer let Qin Nan go. in the eyes.
In fact, he felt ridiculous in his heart that he, a sword king, would be frightened by Qin Nan.
But when this scene fell into the eyes of everyone in Jianzhong, they all showed a fierce look.
With infinite hope and ruthlessness, he seemed to have seen Qin Nan being beheaded.
But only Zhao Ying looked indifferent.
Because he knew that it was not Qin Nan's power at this moment that destroyed his battlefield, but that phantom sword, which was the key point.
At this moment, Qin Nan, who was enveloped by the Shenqiu battlefield, smiled coldly: "Really?"