Chapter 18

　On the surface, Qin Feng was only at the ninth level of body refinement.

　　As everyone knows, Qin Feng has been secretly urging the Dao to restrain himself from beginning to end.

　　The cultivation base was suppressed in the body refining realm.

　　This avenue of introverted art is infinitely mysterious, and even the Xuanguang Treasure Mirror could not detect Qin Feng's true cultivation.

　　How could this Qingxuan Sword Saint detect it?

　　"How about we make a bet?"

　　Qin Feng suddenly spoke.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan showed a disapproving expression.

　　As a saint, if he wants to kill a body refining realm, it is simply effortless.

　　Why do you need to talk nonsense with it.

　　Seeing Sword Saint Qingxuan ignore it.

　　Qin Feng added fuel and jealousy: "What? As a saint, don't you dare to accept it? Are you afraid of losing?"

　　Hearing this, Sword Saint Qingxuan twitched the corners of his eyes.

　　This kid, is there any hidden means to dare to challenge the saint?

　　On the surface, Qin Feng only has body training, but in fact it is not that simple.

　　Maybe there really is some unknown means.

　　Although he is only a small body refiner, he has to guard against it, after all, he is too calm.

　　"Then tell me, what do you want to bet on?"

　　Qin Feng shrugged, "It's nothing, you and I each hit one after another. If I don't fall, you will lose."

　　As soon as these words came out, Sword Saint Qingxuan laughed.

　　Is there something wrong with Qin Feng's brain?

　　Dare to make such a request?

　　If so, why be afraid?

　　No matter how powerful he is, he is only in the realm of body refinement, can he still withstand his own blow without falling down?

　　But think carefully.

　　There's a lot of depth to this.

　　This guy Qin Feng must be accurate, and he will not do his best, because he understands that he is still useful to him.

　　If he does his best, Qin Feng will definitely fall on the spot.

　　In this way, it would be a bit of a loss.

　　This kid is really slick, even thinking about this layer.

　　However, he still underestimated the strength of the saint.

　　In the face of a ninth-level body refiner, do you still need to use all your strength?

　　Don't be funny.

　　Even if it is a casual blow, it is not something he can withstand.

　　"That's it?"

　　"That's it!"

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan stood safely in the void.

　　"What if you lose?"

　　Qin Feng spread his hands, "It's up to you."

　　But soon his eyes turned cold again, "But what if you lose? So what?"

　　Hearing this, Sword Saint Qingxuan couldn't stop laughing, "It seems that you are really ignorant. Do you think you can withstand a blow from a saint without falling down?"

　　"It's just a fool's dream."

　　"However, since you have this confidence, then I will promise you! If you win, I will protect you for 5,000 years. During these 5,000 years, as long as it is not against your conscience, I will let you send it!"

　　Qingxuan Sword Saint believes that he will not lose, so he will praise Haikou here.

　　After Qin Feng heard the words, his face did not change, but he was secretly happy.

　　Although this sage has cultivated and participated in the good fortune, he thinks that he is high in the sky, and he really thinks that he will win?

　　Actually, I can't blame Qingxuan Sword Saint.

　　I can only blame Qin Feng for being too cunning, or, in other words, this avenue of restraint is too tricky.

　　Any saint will do this, facing a ninth-level body refiner is like facing an ant.

　　Is it still possible to have the same knowledge as an ant?

　　Now that he is willing to agree to Qin Feng's request, it is just that Qin Feng is still useful to Qingxuan Sword Saint.

　　Otherwise, it would have been snapped and killed.

　　Qin Feng looked indifferent, "If that's the case, then make a poisonous oath to prove that what you said is true, otherwise you will turn your face and deny it.

Who do I go to. "

　　This Qin Feng is too long-winded, and Sword Saint Qingxuan looks a little impatient, "That's so much nonsense!"

　　Qin Feng looked indifferent, "If that's the case, then leave!"

　　"If you think you can catch up with me, feel free!"

　　As soon as Qin Feng said he was going to run, Sword Saint Qingxuan was instantly furious, and he really wanted to slap Qin Feng to death.

　　But when he thought of his strange movement, he was simply beyond his reach, and he suppressed the anger in his heart.

　　I thought to myself, when you lose the value of use, see how I clean up you.

　　Then he made a poisonous oath in front of Qin Feng.

　　"Okay, the elder is the greatest, you should take the shot first."

　　Seeing Qin Feng, he was still so calm and fearless.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan was a little surprised. Could it be that he could resist a blow from himself without falling down?

　　But he is only in the realm of body refinement.

　　Could it be that he was just stalling for time and wanted to take the opportunity to escape?

　　Thinking of this, he secretly urged his own cultivation base to block the surrounding space, as long as he was prepared in advance.

　　No matter how mysterious Qin Feng's movement is, he can't escape from heaven, and he can only be captured obediently.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan smiled slightly, Qin Feng in front of him was already in his pocket.

　　"Boy, you have to be careful!"

　　"If there are three strengths and two weaknesses, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

　　Qin Feng disagreed: "If I have three strengths and two weaknesses, I believe you will do your best to save my life."

　　"If that's the case, why should I be afraid?"

　　After speaking, spread your arms, ready to accept the baptism of saints at any time!

　　After thinking about it for a moment, Qingxuan Jiansheng just raised his hand and pointed at Qin Feng!

　　hum!

　　The void vibrated, and the space hummed.

　　This blow, although it was just a random blow from Sword Saint Qingxuan.

　　However, even if a person from the realm of the shrine insists, it is probably enough to drink a pot.

　　He even had some regrets, regretting that the shot was too heavy.

　　In case Qin Feng was killed directly, UU reading www.uukanshu.com would be worth the loss.

　　But in the face of the saint's blow, Qin Feng was still standing still.

　　There was no intention of avoiding it at all.

　　At the same time, there was even a faint smile on Qin Feng's face.

　　Boom!

　　A finger is full of sword energy.

　　Above the void, at the direction of Qin Feng, a magnificent flower bloomed at this time.

　　This flower is so dazzling, but in this splendid splendor there is boundless murderous intent!

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan frowned.

　　My heart skipped a beat.

　　Oops!

　　It's too heavy!

　　But just when he wanted to leave to check Qin Feng's situation.

　　Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

　　In the splendor of that mighty energy, a figure was still standing, with his hands on his back.

　　The look is meticulous.

　　It was just a blow, as if it had never happened.

　　If it wasn't for seeing his clothes rattled by the gust of wind, and the aftermath of the power that the void still hadn't dissipated.

　　He must have thought that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

　　At this moment, Sword Saint Qingxuan's heartbeat seemed to stop.

　　It has been 9,000 years since he practiced.

　　A body refining realm can actually withstand the attack of a saint.

　　This is simply a fantasy, unheard of, unseen, and truly unique.

　　The power dissipated, and Sword Saint Qingxuan was still stunned.

　　I haven't recovered from the shock yet.

　　At this time, Qin Feng moved.

　　A sound of Qingyue sword suddenly shook the world, and then, from the void, a stream of light galloped rapidly and was held by Qin Feng.

　　The sword was rusted and seemed bland, but in fact, he knew that it was not so simple.