Divine Cultivation System

Chapter 4567 sneak attack

"Angry? Is it useful? Hahaha..."

Qin Shaofeng laughed wildly again before finally rushing towards Bai Yu.

The Seven-Colored Sword Art was performed once again.

At first glance, his knife is not the slightest difference from before.

At least in Bai Yu's opinion.

Qin Shaofeng really didn't take him seriously. The use of this saber was just to repel him with positive combat power, so as to give him an excuse to continue mocking himself.

Such thoughts kept appearing in his mind, making the rage in his heart more and more visible.

Under the belief that Qin Shaofeng must be killed.

The power of his shot is much higher than before.

It was as if the shot of this shot, even if it was facing the whole world, would have to be smashed to pieces with one shot.

The power is so strong that Qin Shaofeng has only seen it in his life.

If he really fought with all his strength, he believed that even if Bai Yu could be wiped out with a single blow, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Such a fight is really unwise.

Maybe some people would choose that way, but Qin Shaofeng is definitely not one of those people.

The attack of knives and guns is approaching in an instant.

After Bai Yu's previous confrontation with Qin Shaofeng and the fury he had just said, he never thought that Qin Shaofeng would dodge.

After all, the previous two attacks were upright.

It is precisely because of the existence of this illusion.

When his shot was about to hit Qin Shaofeng, Qin Shaofeng suddenly pressed the blade down slightly, and the whole person rolled out on the ground.

In one circle, even though his knife missed, he perfectly dodged Bai Yu's shot.

Immediately, the knife wrinkled.

With a slash with all his strength, Bai Yu's soul energy quickly dissipated with a 'poof' sound.

"Human, how dare you play tricks on me?"

Bai Yu never expected a scene that almost made him run away.

Turning around suddenly, the spear in his hand swept across at the same time, trying to destroy Qin Shaofeng.

But when he really swung the gun and turned his body around, he found that there was half a figure behind him?

"Bai Yu, I have to say, your brain is not very easy to use, hahaha..."

"Colorful, sword art!"

Bai Yu's attack had just been completed, and the power of heaven and earth had just recovered for a moment.

The seven-color sword art that Qin Shaofeng displayed suddenly absorbed the power of heaven and earth into it crazily.

What looked like a seven-color sword light before, suddenly turned into a terrifying ten-foot giant blade under the influence of the power of heaven and earth.

A knife fell from the sky.

Although Bai Yu saw the terrifying knife light appearing suddenly, his shot was a change of move, and he was really at a time when he couldn't keep up with his back strength.

Even with all his strength, he didn't even have the qualifications to dodge.

Qin Shaofeng's saber fell with a bang.

In the roar.

Bai Yu's figure suddenly exploded.

The moment a large amount of soul energy dissipated, it suddenly condensed again, turning into a crimson crystal.

"It's finally solved. A ghost cultivator who is close to the level of the True Monarch of Primordial Origin is really terrifying. Even if he is suppressed, attacked a hundred times, and defended ten thousand times, he is still under my suppression, and he almost killed me." Qin Shaofeng now thinks about the battle just now, and still feels afraid.

When he turned around again, what he saw was the shocked expressions of Zhan Cangkong and Qi Xian.

"You two don't need to do this, I'm just taking a chance."

Qin Shaofeng scratched his head in embarrassment. After all, the last two sabers were all teleportation based on the colorful inheritance.

If not, even if he was twice as strong, it would be absolutely difficult for him to kill Bai Yu.

"But you still beheaded a ghost cultivator who was comparable to the realm of the True Monarch of Hongmeng." Qi Xian's eyes were full of admiration.

"All right, all right, stop talking nonsense, how is she doing now?"

Qin Shaofeng quickly waved his hand to interrupt Qi Xian's words, after all, he is not someone who likes to flatter.

After going through so many battles, he knows exactly how many brushes he has.

If he was really overwhelmed by flattery, then nine times the next battle would be his death.

"You should go and see for yourself, we are not close."

Zhan Cangkong shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "After all, she is your woman. The so-called friend's wife is impolite, ahem! A friend's wife is not to be bullied. It's not good for us to get too close."

Qin Shaofeng immediately rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, this guy spoke clearly and clearly, and he might not know what he was thinking.

Anyway, I and Xian Xiaoying only had facts and nothing else, so I didn't bother to explain anything.

He strode up to Xian Xiaoying.

Just as he grabbed her little hand and was about to check her situation, Xian Xiaoying suddenly opened her eyes.

As soon as I saw the scene, Qin Shaofeng grabbed her little hand, and with two people watching, she immediately let her jump three meters high, and was smashed down by the trial ban here, and finally figured out the situation.

"You, why are you grabbing my hand? Fortunately, I know you want to see if I'm about to wake up, otherwise I'll slap you to death." Xian Xiaoying shouted loudly.

It's just that how many of these words are true, I'm afraid only she can know.

"Slap me to death with one palm?"

Qin Shaofeng smiled, and asked back: "Are you not afraid of ghost cultivators now? Are you afraid that there will be another little ghost like that lying on the back of your neck?"

"what!"

Xian Xiaoying's pretty face was instantly pale as paper.

The scream that almost shattered the eardrum suddenly sounded.

"Stop, stop!"

Qin Shaofeng covered her mouth, and said helplessly: "I really don't know what you are afraid of, aren't you just a few ghost cultivators like ants?"

"Even if they were really tyrannical, Bai Yu, the ghost venerable who was comparable to the True Monarch of Hongmeng, was killed by me. Your cultivation base is so much higher than mine. As for your lack of effort, do you still need me to comfort you?"

"what?!"

Xian Xiaoying seemed to have forgotten that he put his big hand on her small mouth.

Another high jump.

Stunned and exclaimed: "You, you, even if your cultivation base is not suppressed, you are only a cultivation base of heaven, even if a strong man in the realm of Hongmeng True Monarch makes you fight for ten days and ten nights, you shouldn't be injured. He's a hair, right?"

Qin Shaofeng had no choice but to narrate the situation of the ghost cultivator being suppressed.

Seeing that Xian Xiaoying still didn't believe it, she had to describe Bai Yu's real cultivation again, and roughly described it.

I thought Xian Xiaoying should take it for granted after knowing everything.

But what he never expected was that, instead of making Xian Xiaoying completely calm down, these words made her even more inconceivable.

A pair of beautiful eyes kept flooding him, looking left and right, up and down, which made Qin Shaofeng feel more and more uncomfortable.

"As for this?" Qin Shaofeng asked with a frown.