Sword God Cultivation System

The woman sitting next to Qing Yuanfang seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and got up to help.

"Junior Sister, let me do it." The senior brother's voice appeared next to her ears, and the figure had already appeared on the ring, repairing the space crack.

The woman smiled vaguely, sat down, and looked at the busy three people on the ring as if nothing happened.

After a lot of effort, the three of them finally repaired the two huge space cracks, and the juniors and younger sisters watching the battle also fell into endless exchanges. The scene changed from the quiet at the beginning to the noisy stand up.

An Yiran was defeated.

It wasn't because of cultivation and kendo, but because of the real fire of the sun.

The domineering fire energy instantly injured his internal organs, and the Nascent Soul was also a little depressed. If Qin Pufeng didn't take the initiative to dissolve the fire energy in his body, he might have to cultivate for a few months.

Even though he was very unwilling, An Yiran still conceded, it is far better to bet and admit defeat than to blame others.

Qin Pufeng was still standing on the ring, deliberately making his voice rough, and his voice spread throughout the audience.

"Who else?"

Wu Dao tightly covered his eyes with his hands, and began to mourn for Qin Pufeng in his heart.

Brother Qin, Enlightenment will chant scriptures and chant Buddha for you. I hope you can visit the Western Paradise as soon as possible.

"Senior brother, why don't you let the younger sister go up and teach him a lesson?" The woman stood up from Qing Yuanfang, still with a warm smile on her face, but this sound also reached Qin Pufeng's ears, making his body tremble,
No matter how warm and friendly the smile is, the expected coldness cannot be concealed.

Qin Pufeng looked at this woman from afar, his eyes were extremely serious, even more serious than facing An Yiran's sword.

"Forget it junior sister, the senior brothers are still here, there is no need to bother you." The senior senior brother appeared in the auditorium at some point and patted her on the shoulder.

She pouted, although she was very unhappy, she still listened to her senior brother and sat down to be a spectator with peace of mind.

Senior brother looked at Qin Pufeng on the stage with some headaches. This kid's strength was beyond expectations. He didn't expect to lose even Yiran. In this way, the one who can fight him with less than 500 years of cultivation in the Wuji Sword Domain is probably There are only three of us...

"I'm going to fight Wuji." While the elder brother was thinking, a figure had already arrived on the ring.

The voice was not too loud, just enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Pfft..." Gao Yao took a sip of wine and pointed at the person on the screen. No matter in appearance or clothing, he was very similar to the image left by Jian Wuji. Even the weapon was hung on the waist for nearly 1.5 meters. long sword.

The corners of Qin Pufeng's mouth twitched. Although the voice, appearance, and clothes were exactly the same as the Jian Wuji he knew, but in his feeling, this person's aura was almost the same as that of An Yiran, and he actually called himself Jian Wuji?
There was an impulse on the senior brother's face. Now there are only three people who can fight Qin Pufeng, one is his junior sister, one is himself, and the other is this Situ Wuji on the stage who calls himself Jian Wuji.

"Excuse me, excuse me, I have a serious question to ask you." Qin Pufeng looked at "Jian Wuji" in front of him, spread his hands, and said.

"what?"

"Do you know what cosplay is?"

"What Kosprey? I don't know!" "Jian Wuji" frowned and said angrily.

"Cosplay means dressing up as a character you like, just like you pretending to be Jian Wuji." Qin Pufeng forced himself to hold back his smile, and said solemnly.

"Oh, so my name is Kosprey?" "Jian Wuji" suddenly realized and nodded, as if he had discovered some new continent, but in an instant his expression became nasty again, and he said fiercely: "I am Sword Promise!"

Come on, the child is deeply poisoned.Qin Pufeng was out of luck, this person actually said that his own was Jian Wuji, as a fairy, he knew that Jian Wuji had already ascended to the God Realm, besides, Jian Wuji was just a golden fairy?

Even the brothers and sisters of the Wuji Sword Field felt a little embarrassed, the cheering and cheering voices that had been appearing all the time disappeared, and some of them were only whispering and embarrassment.

Qin Pufeng looked around, well, the scene fell into a very embarrassing situation for a while.

"Forget it, let's stop talking nonsense, let's start." Qin Pufeng rubbed his shoulders, wanting to quickly end this farce.

The elder brother smiled, if you despise Situ Wuji because of his imitation and cultivation, you will suffer...

"Jian Wuji" put his hand on the long sword at his waist, and the aura on his body also changed drastically.

You know, he not only imitated Senior Jian Wuji in appearance...

"One Sword Wuji." Qin Pufeng who was standing opposite instantly realized that something was wrong. He could only feel this kind of aura when he saw Jian Wuji for the first time in the illusion. This man!How can it be!

Even his sword way, sword energy, and sword intent are almost the same as the ancestor Jian Wuji!

The Wufeng Sword Intent burst forth instantly, and the Wuming Sword carried the real fire of the sun and coupled with the Wuji Sword Technique he had comprehended met the sword.However, he was still a bit late.

All the momentum and strength of the sword collapsed, and he was careless in front of the third sword repairer who used Wuji Sword Intent that he had seen in his life.

Without warning, Qin Pufeng's body moved two meters horizontally, defusing the sword.

If it weren't for the existence of Jian Yutong, this sword might have injured him!Qin Pufeng looked at the slit in his abdomen with lingering fear, and a light white mark appeared on his exposed abdominal muscle.

He even felt the stabbing pain in his abdomen from that sword strike just now. If he hit it for another tenth of a second, he might be cut open!

"Jian Wuji" frowned, the killing sword just now was actually dodged, and he didn't see how Qin Pufeng dodged it at all, and unexpectedly moved two meters horizontally without warning.

"Is this what you call Jianyutong?" The woman asked Qing Yuanfang with great interest.

Qing Yuanfang nodded: "Yes, senior sister, Wufeng also used this trick in Jiuxianyu that day. It seems that Qin Pufeng and Wufeng do have an inevitable relationship."

However, he didn't notice that this senior sister didn't pay attention to anything he said after he nodded, and just stared at Qin Pufeng on the stage with piercing eyes.

"I really want to thank you." Qin Pufeng brushed lightly on his abdomen, and he repaired the opening of the clothes, with a smile on his face.

"Thank me?"

"Thank you for reminding me of a person, a person with more pure Wuji sword intent than you." Qin Pufeng set up the Wuji sword technique for the first time. It has been a long time since he comprehended the last one. It's a complicated starting move, but this time he doesn't know why he suddenly wants to use it seriously.

"One Sword Wuji." Even though he did not follow the Wuji Sword Way, even though his sword intent was not the Wuji Sword, and even though the person he admired was not Jian Wuji, this sword made the "Jian Wuji" face It was full of astonishment.

How can this be?At this moment, everyone present in Wuji Sword Field seemed to see the real Jian Wuji in their eyes, and saw the demeanor of defeating thousands of demons with one sword in the image that has been chanted for many years.

Qin Pufeng stood with his sword back, looking at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, at this moment he thought of that cheap master who had been helping him all along, Wan Sanqian.

"Ah Choo!" Wan Sanqian rubbed his nose, a little surprised, he was about to fly, how could he catch a cold?
"Master, what's the matter?" Tang Qi asked after noticing Wan Sanqian's strange expression.

"It's okay, you can practice at ease. I will see that kid Qin Pufeng in the Immortal World, and I will teach him a lesson for you." Wan Sanqian showed a gentle smile.

Looking at the three girls who were cultivating with him, he was half moved, half helpless, that boy Qin Pufeng soared up suddenly, and he didn't even have time to say hello, but fortunately, his three confidantes also formed Yuanying ,

Situ Wuji was defeated, he put down the sword in his hand, and the long hair that was originally tied was scattered behind his back, flying with the wind.

Whether it's him, the senior brother, the junior sister, or everyone present, including Wu Dao, they all fell into a state of sluggishness. The demeanor of the sword just now, even the current Wuji Sword Master might not have the charm, right?
The eldest brother couldn't sit still anymore, and walked onto the stage, suppressing the impatience and restlessness in his heart, lightly patted Situ Wuji on the shoulder, signaling him to step down.

Situ Wuji went down, a little lonely, and even a little unstable in his swordsmanship.

As a senior brother, he looked at the back of this junior with some confusion, hoping that he could pass this hurdle.

"It seems that I'm the only one to take the shot. After all, the cultivation of the senior brothers and sisters is still a little bit lower." He seemed helpless, sighed, but the sword intent in his eyes was stronger than anyone Qin Pufeng had ever seen. In other words, under the immortal king, no one can compare with sword intent.

Li Taibai muttered: "Old Wuji may not be able to sit still, as far as the artistic conception shown by Qin Pufeng's sword is concerned, no one in the Wuji Sword Domain has achieved it so far. I don't know if he wants to come with me. He stole someone." As he spoke, he played with the endless wine pot in his hand, showing a faint smile.

Goupi and Gao Yao fell silent at the same time. For the sword strike just now, they both thought to themselves that even if it was the next step, they would have to use their full strength, and Wufeng's eyes were shining with strange light.

Only he knows how much yearning and respect is contained in this sword.

"Xie Xifeng, please enlighten me." Eldest brother, that is, Xie Xifeng said solemnly and full of fighting spirit while offering his immortal sword.

Qin Pufeng also nodded, and politely returned the salute.

He could feel that Xie Xifeng was more than 01:30 points stronger than the previous two Golden Immortal mid-term opponents.

"Ah~ Eldest brother really, don't let him play." The woman sitting next to Qing Yuanfang yawned and said something out of boredom.