Everyone at the scene held their breaths, hoping that it would be as Elder Chen Bo had said, that he would be able to kill the Demon King with his Splitting Mountain Sword without the Demon Token.
The atmosphere was tense. Other than Qin Feng, everyone was feeling uneasy.
If Chen Bo could not kill the Demon King, not only would he die.
Everyone present would die.
Splitting Mountain Sword!
Chen Bo roared angrily. The sword radiating with sword light instantly merged with the Demon King's blue demonic qi.
Success or failure depended on this.
The sword qi and demonic qi mixed together.
Biting, fighting.
Devouring, dissipating.
In the blink of an eye, he was defeated.
Chen Bo, the Western Continent's Holy Kenzō, the Head of Elders.
A Grade 3 Sword God, defeated.
The sword qi was devoured by the demonic qi and dissipated, turning into an ordinary sword.
There was no sword qi, no sword light.
In Chen Bo's hands, it had become a piece of scrap metal.
Pfff!
Chen Bo spat out a mouthful of blood. It was not just blood.
It was Chen Bo's dignity, glory, and even his life.
It was as if he had spat out a mouthful of blood from his heart. It was unexpected, but it was an indisputable fact.
Everyone present panicked. It was a mess.
The Demon Token had been destroyed. The Holy Kenzō and Head of Elders, whom they regarded as gods, had been defeated by the Demon King.
Hope had been destroyed. This was the despair of life and death.
Even Head of Elders Chen Bo could not defeat the Demon King.
In their hearts, at this moment, at the scene, no one could shake it.
The Demon King's face was filled with killing intent. He glared at Chen Bo, enunciating each word. "You dare to kill my four Protectors. Die!"
Everyone was forced to retreat. No one dared to make a move.
Compared to Elder Chen Bo, their cultivation was like dust in the world. They could not be compared at all.
They could only watch helplessly as the Demon King reached out with his sharp white claws and swiped at Chen Chong's throat.
There was a loud bang!
A figure appeared. A sword qi filled the air. The sword light was dazzling. The sharp claws that were about to reach Chen Bo's throat were forced back.
Qin Feng wielded the Profound Dragon Sword, and like a towering mountain, he forced the Demon King to retreat, and stood in front of Chen Bo and the rest.
"Qin Feng, everyone look, it's Qin Feng!"
"It really is Qin Feng. But, although Qin Feng became a Grade Two Sword God last night at Yue 'er Mountain, isn't Elder a Grade Three Sword God?"
"Yeah! Even the elders are no match for the Demon King. How can Qin Feng do it? "
The Demon King, who was forced back by Qin Feng's sword energy, glared at Qin Feng fiercely and muttered to himself, "You arrogant thing. Your elders were defeated by me. What right do you have to fight me?!"
Qin Feng remained calm, not revealing his emotions.
When the Demon King exchanged blows with Chen Bo, he sensed the Demon King's cultivation level. His cultivation level was the same as Chen Bo's, third grade Sword God.
In a fight of the same level, it was a competition of the opponent's Internal Qi cultivation and the strength of their external moves.
In the blink of an eye, the opponent could instantly capture the killing intent.
This was how life and death hung by a thread.
The enraged Demon King, like a thousand-hand Guanyin, released countless pairs of hands wrapped in vines, and pounced toward Qin Feng with a suffocating demonic aura.
'What a strong demonic aura. If I hadn't become a Grade Three Sword God in the cave abode, I would have died in the devouring of the demonic aura.'
Since they were both Grade Three Sword Gods, it was a competition of their respective martial skills.
Qin Feng was well aware of this principle.
'I'll let you have a taste of my Seven Swords of Heaven's End.'
In an instant, Qin Feng's Sinking Dragon Sword seemed to cut through the sky. The fifth sword of the Seven Swords of Heaven's End, Nine Heavens Thousand Waves, was instantly unleashed.
When Qin Feng unleashed the Nine Heavens Thousand Waves, his Sinking Dragon Sword was like a galloping dragon in the ocean.
Breaking through the water, facing the wind.
Waves stacked up.
Stacked up, stacked up, and stacked up again.
The stacked sword energy was like heavy waves.
It stacked up from the ground, taller than the Demon King.
Nine Heavens Thousand Waves!
Break!
As Qin Feng let out a furious roar, the Sinking Dragon Sword that was charging towards the Demon King suddenly reversed and soared into the sky.
The Thousand Waves turned into a thousand Sinking Dragon Swords.
It enveloped the Demon King.
The Demon King let out a wail. Boom!
The Thousand-armed Vines released by the Demon King were enveloped by the sword wave and severed.
"Bang!"
When the vines on the Demon King's body were severed, he let out another wail. His throat was pierced by the Thousand Waves' sword energy.
He fell to the ground, dead.
This was the sword energy, the power of the sword, the power of the sword, the power of destruction.
It was the power of a fatal blow.
When the tens of thousands of demon soldiers saw the Demon King die, they were defeated and fled.
Qin Feng unleashed another Nine Heavens Thousand Waves. As he swung his sword, only the sound of sword wind, sword waves, and wails could be heard.
This was the sound of killing, the sound of death, the sound of destruction.
With a clang, Qin Feng single-handedly killed the Demon King and tens of thousands of demon soldiers. The Sinking Dragon Sword returned to its sheath.
Everyone was shocked, cheered, and seethed.
Qin Feng, a name that everyone present had memorized in his Nine Heavens Thousand Waves.
This was because he did something that even the Saint Kenzō Elders couldn't do.
He killed the Demon King with one sword and one move.
Chen Bo's face was also filled with shock. He didn't expect Qin Feng to be so powerful, surpassing his cultivation and killing the Demon King that defeated him.
The entire place was cheering for one person, and that was Qin Feng.
After killing the Demon King and demon soldiers, Qin Feng led Qinglian and the disciples of Hundred Flowers Mountain to bid farewell to the three Tie sisters of the Demon Suppression Alliance and rushed towards Hundred Flowers Mountain.
He wanted to save Princess Bai Hua and the citizens of Hundred Flowers City who were trapped in Hundred Flowers Mountain.
Hundred Flowers Mountain, the Demon King and the four Protectors died, and tens of thousands of demon soldiers were destroyed.
Qin Feng and Qinglian effortlessly rescued Princess Bai Hua from Hundred Flowers Mountain and the citizens of Hundred Flowers City.
At the foot of Hundred Flowers Mountain, Qinglian and Qin Feng stood at the foot of the mountain.
"Mr Qin, are you really leaving?"
Qinglian looked at Qin Feng affectionately.
Qin Feng nodded silently and said, "Miss Qinglian, take care. We'll meet again in the Sword Dynasty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng leaped onto his Thousand Mile Snow Horse and galloped away.
Along the way, everything Princess Baihua told him about the Love Flower echoed in Qin Feng's ears.
Kim Min was right. Princess Baihua did know about the Love Flower, and she even denied what Kim Min said about the Love Flower blooming at any time.
The Love Flower was the product of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a thousand years. It needed the nourishment of a seed of heaven and earth to bloom perfectly.
Apart from the Sword Dynasty's Heaven and Earth Mountain, no other place would have such a seed.
Even if it had the seed of heaven and earth, it still needed a kind of telepathy to help the Love Flower bloom perfectly.
At this point, Qin Feng did not continue to stay at Hundred Flowers Mountain. He hurried out of Hundred Flowers Mountain and left the West Continent to return to Dongzhou.
After more than ten days of travel, Qin Feng finally returned to Dongzhou. However, he did not immediately return to Swords Sect. Instead, he went to Dongzhou City.
Qin Feng went to Dongzhou City for the Martial Competition of the Four Continents of the Sword Dynasty in a month's time.
He knew that for the Martial Competition of the Four Continents, every city would hold the Martial Competition of the Four Continents in advance. From the Martial Competition, outstanding people would be selected to enter the Sword Dynasty and participate in the Martial Competition representing each continent.
As soon as he entered Dongzhou City, Qin Feng felt that the entire Dongzhou City was filled with the aura of the Martial Competition of the Four Continents of the Sword Dynasty.
The entire Dongzhou City was filled with warriors with swords on their backs like Qin Feng.
Like Qin Feng, they entered Dongzhou City with the purpose of participating in the Dongzhou Martial Competition. They hoped to win the Dongzhou Martial Competition and represent Dongzhou in the Martial Competition of the Four Continents of the Sword Dynasty.
Dongzhou Yingfeng Inn. After Qin Feng brought Qian Lixue away, he went to the first floor alone. He found a place to sit down and ordered a few dishes. He found that the entire inn, be it the first or second floor, was filled with swordsmen with swords on their backs.
The people on the first floor were all talking about the Dongzhou Martial Competition.
"I heard that the daughter of the City Lord of Dongzhou City has received guidance from an expert and is now a Grade 1 Sword God!"
"That's right. I also heard that the Snow Eagle Sword Sect has also come to Dongzhou!"
"It's not just the Snow Eagle Sword Sect. All the Great Sword Schools and sects in Dongzhou have come to Dongzhou!"
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