Qin Qing'er and others were in an uproar.

The people of the entire imperial capital were shocked.

Who is Qin Liang? The young generation of peerless genius was defeated with one blow.

But what about the ancient style?

But an unknown soldier defeated Qin Liang with one sword.

The name of ancient style instantly became famous in the imperial capital.

"I'll try it!"

Qin Feng stepped out and rose into the air. No divine power fluctuated, but a ball of air appeared under his feet, which quickly lifted him up and landed on the ring.

"What are your means?"

Gu Feng had a faint smile on his face, his eyes shining, and he had penetrated all things, but he had already understood it in his heart.

"My name is Qin Feng. This year, the 17th year, the sage is perfect, the sword intent is 60%, the Feng Yi is 60%, holding the Feng Guang sword in his hand, and a medium-grade magic weapon, that's all!"

Qin Feng is a little easy-going, but he is also arrogant and proud to the core.

Gu Feng was shocked and shouted: "Come on the sword!"

Swish!

At the same time, throw the knife in your hand aside.

After the words came, a green light flew towards the ring, was caught by Gu Feng, and bowed down and bowed: "Thank you, Master!"

The ancient style is the same as last time, with a sword across the chest and savoring it carefully.

"Do you want to temporarily understand the sword intent?"

Qin Feng was surprised. Seeing Gu Feng nodding, his face changed and his mind was shaken.

"I'm waiting for you!"

With the same age and the same cultivation level, Qin Feng understood a more artistic conception than Qin Liang. From this point, we can see Qin Feng's evil talent and the royal bloodline, Ling Yun's arrogance will naturally not take the lead in attacking.

He really wanted to see that this ancient style that emerged from nowhere was even more evil than these prides of heaven? He was a little unbelievable!

At this moment, the people were watching.

Under the ring.

"Can he really understand the sword intent?"

Qin Qing'er's eyebrows were thundering. She was hopeful and not hopeful. Her mentality was very complicated.

"It should be OK to look at his confident look!"

Qin Xueer is as cold as snow, colder than the bright moon, as if it is transformed by real ice and snow, and her voice is filled with a sense of coolness.

Qin Yu showed a strange look: "Can he really understand the sword intent temporarily? One kind of artistic conception is easy to understand, but the second kind is very difficult. After all, artistic conception has already entered the way of heaven and earth, and artistic conception is mostly rejected by each other...!"

"Looking at his appearance, he is confident. And I have a strange feeling, as if...!" Zongheng's invincible expression became even more strange, "Qin Liang has the intention of swords, so he comprehends the intention of swords, so he is ready to comprehend the intention of swords... This little guy is confident to his bones and arrogant to his soul, if... it is... it is true!"

Speaking of this, on the high altitude ring, Gu Feng's head had already spewed out pure sword intent, sharp and solemn, breaking everything. His aura also skyrocketed.

The sword intent appeared, and in just a few breaths, it had reached 60%.

Qin Feng was shocked. The people were shocked.

"Is this really a human? Isn't it a reincarnation of some monster?"

They also had such an idea.

However, this was not over yet. When the sword intent reached 60%, Gu Feng's body shook and a light and sharp wind appeared. He rotated around him, and the wind became stronger and stronger, and he seemed to have become an elf in the wind.

"The artistic conception of the wind!"

Qin Feng was shocked, his body shook, he took a step back, showing an incredible look.

At this moment, the people were shocked, and even many ancestors of the Qin Empire were shocked.

The wind and mood stopped 60% of the time.

In just a short time, the ancient style has understood three artistic conceptions, all reaching 60% of the height.

What kind of talent is this? What kind of understanding is it?

Is it true that as long as he wants, all these three artistic conceptions can be perfected? Is it possible that he can understand thousands of artistic conceptions at any time?

Even the emperor's son may not be able to do it!

The ancient style, this name has been completely remembered by most people in the imperial capital.

"How did you... do it?"

Qin Feng swallowed for a moment, and it was difficult.

"Is it difficult?".

Gu Feng was puzzled and seemed to really not knowing it, but this expression made people want to beat him up.

What is difficult?

Taking the divine master as an example, not one out of ten thousand may be able to understand the artistic conception, so you can see the difficulty.

"What do you say!"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes.

"It's very simple!" Gu Feng said seriously, "Look, they are all around, and they call and grab them with a gentle call. They will be automatically perceived, understood, and used by me!"

Qingfeng was dumbfounded and trembled: "Really?"

"What's the benefit of me lying to you?"

The ancient style is more serious.

"Pretending, this guy is so fucking good!"

Many residents of the imperial capital have come up with this idea, but they are also impressed: this pretending is stylish!

Qin Feng was convinced and sighed: "Compared with you, we geniuses... are really ashamed, but understanding the artistic conception does not mean combat power. Besides, you come to see..."

Qin Feng's right hand is inspiring the sky, his left hand is indifferent, his hands are combined, and the two artistic conceptions are slowly merged. Although they are not fully integrated, they are as much as 30%, which makes his aura suddenly surge, reaching an incredible level.

If the demon ancestors of Chonghua Continent can kill this aura with one sword here, even if they are the gods, they will be between the two.

Qin Feng was so strong that Gu Feng had to face him.

"Is the artistic conception fusion? I'll try it?"

Gu Fengzai looked carefully and saw that his sword intent with his right hand and his Fengyi with his left hand slowly closed together.

"The fusion of artistic conception is a hundred times more difficult than comprehension of artistic conception, you...!"

Qin Feng wanted to dissuade him, but he was stunned the next moment, causing the two artistic conceptions he had just merged together to almost collapse. An extremely complex look appeared on his face, shocked, puzzled, and unbelievable.

The ancient style controls the two artistic conceptions, but there is no repulsion at all, slowly merges, and it is getting faster and faster. After only ten breaths, the two artistic conceptions have perfectly merged 30%.

"It's really not difficult!"

I even clicked the ancient style and confirmed it carefully.

"I'm telling me?" Qin Feng's arrogance was greatly reduced and his tone became weaker.

"you say?"

The ancient style said with a smile.

"Are you a reincarnated emperor?"

Qin Feng asked seriously.

"I miss it very much, too!"

The ancient style shrugged.

Qin Feng smiled bitterly, but raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed. He shouted: "You are incomparable and have a sense of innocence. But I am Qin Feng, with the arrogant blood of the Qin Dynasty. It is not our style to lose before the battle!"

"I only have one sword. If you catch it, I will get off the arena."

Qin Feng closed his eyes and opened them again. The endless sword intent appeared in his eyes, "Heaven and man are united, and the heavenly sword will kill the enemy!"

His body shook and squirted out endless sword light. In the sword light, there was a light and a gentle wind. When his body shook, his whole person and the sword in his hand merged into one and turned into a sword light. I am both a sword and a sword is me, and it is also integrated into the world.

It has truly achieved the unity of man and nature.

The ten-foot-long sword light broke through the air, as fast as a meteor, as fast as lightning, and also contained the invincible will to kill everything.

The sword light fell, the void blocked, and the air solidified.

"What a heavenly sword killing the enemy!"

Gu Feng looked solemn. The sword raised, and the combined wind sword artifacts were all immersed in the divine sword, and they slashed out with one sword and faced the sword light.

The sword light broke, and Gu Feng retreated. He retreated five or six steps in a row before he could barely stop, but Qin Feng was shaken a hundred meters away. The corners of his mouth were bleeding and his face was pale.

"If you open up the divine source, you can kill me with one sword. Even now, I am afraid I can't resist your three moves. I'm defeated and convinced. I'm here to ask for advice in the future!"
To be continued...