"Sinking Dragon Sword, I, Qin Feng, have finally found you! After experiencing ten thousand tribulations, I will transform from a cocoon into a butterfly. "
In the back mountain of the Qin family, Qin Feng sat on a patch of green grass. Both of his hands were holding a long sword that was covered in rust and had a cracked blade. He was extremely excited.
"You guys would never have thought of this! The sword that you guys see as scrap metal, is the Sinking Dragon Sword left behind by the Sword Ancestor Emperor! "
"You guys would never have thought that the Sinking Dragon Sword Soul left behind by the Sword Ancestor Emperor is in my body! Sword Slave, you guys made me a Sword Slave for three years. Just you wait, I will make all those who made me, Qin Feng, a Sword Slave, fall under my sword and become my, Qin Feng's, Sword Slave. I will behead the people who framed and plotted against me under my Sinking Dragon Sword! "
"In this life, I will become the Sinking Dragon Sword Emperor and look down on the world!"
The quietly excited Qin Feng's blood was boiling. A bright light flashed in front of his eyes as he muttered to himself, "Let all of this happen on the Cangzhou Sword Discourse Arena in a month's time! Qin Wu, Ouyang Tianlan, you adulterous couple, I will definitely teach you a lesson. "
"After experiencing ten thousand tribulations, I will transform from a cocoon into a butterfly. Well said! Sinking Dragon Sword, let me break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly for you. Help me break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly! "
With a whoosh, Qin Feng raised his head and held the Sinking Dragon Sword in his hand. He allowed the wind to blow through the black hair in front of his forehead. His blue cape fluttered and his eyes were full of spirit.
Suddenly, the Sinking Dragon Sword that was covered in rust let out a sweet-sounding Jianming sound. Immediately, a white sword aura imprinted on the space between Qin Feng's eyebrows.
The moment Qin Feng used the Submerged Dragon Sword, the Submerged Dragon Sword Spirit in his Dantian mysteriously leapt out of his Dantian, transforming into a huge white dragon that spiraled in the air. Suddenly, with a dragon's roar, the huge white dragon passed through the dazzling sword light emitted by the Submerged Dragon Sword, perfectly merging with the Submerged Dragon Sword.
At this moment, Qin Feng only felt that not only was the Sinking Dragon Sword undergoing a huge change, even his own meridians and bones were rapidly expanding. He felt an unprecedented power being transferred from the sword hilt to his palm, quickly spreading throughout his entire body, all the way to his Dantian.
It was as if a dried-up river had suddenly been filled with countless streams of fresh water from all directions, instantly giving birth to new life.
The sudden force was too great, so great that Qin Feng did not dare to imagine it. Sweat poured down his forehead like rain.
Destruction and rebirth.
Rebirth, destruction.
At this moment, this scene was reflected on Qin Feng's body one by one.
Suddenly, with a dragon's roar, the white dragon that had merged with the Submerged Dragon Sword magically escaped from the sword. Shining with a golden light, it magically returned to Qin Feng's Dantian in the blink of an eye.
The moment the white dragon magically returned to his Dantian.
Bang, bang, bang!
Three explosions rang out in his Dantian.
The seventh, eighth, and ninth dragon veins of the Submerged Dragon Sword awakened one by one.
"Dragon veins, dragon veins, I actually awakened three dragon veins in a row, the ninth dragon vein has awakened!"
"Grade 3 Sword Master, Grade 4 Sword Master, I am now a Grade 5 Sword Master!"
Qin Feng was overjoyed at the changes in his Dantian.
"Submerged Dragon Sword, the Submerged Dragon Sword is indeed extraordinary!"
Qin Feng looked at the Submerged Dragon Sword in his hand, which was emitting a dazzling sword light, and was incomparably shocked.
The originally blunt sword tip was now dazzling, the originally rust-covered sword body was now crystal clear, the color was bright, and the sword hilt, which was originally about to break, was now tightly connected to the sword body, the luster was dazzling.
"After experiencing thousands of tribulations, you have transformed from a cocoon into a butterfly! Submerged Dragon Sword, you are not just a disc, you are a dragon! "
Qin Feng was overjoyed, and after the ninth dragon vein of the Submerged Dragon Sword Soul was awakened in his Dantian, the Swords Formula in his mind started to change, and a sword technique that corresponded to the awakening of the dragon veins appeared.
"Sword Drawing Technique!"
"Forget about it, this is the Swords Formula left behind by the Submerged Dragon Sword Emperor, there must be a reason why the Sword Drawing Technique appeared!"
Qin Feng muttered to himself, his eyes were bright and full of expression, he placed the tip of the Submerged Dragon Sword on the ground and started to practice.
He was different from the other swordsmen, all of them did not care about drawing the sword, they only cared about the training of the sword techniques, one move at a time.
However, Qin Feng was different from them, he followed the instructions of the Swords Formula and repeatedly practiced drawing the sword, again and again, in the blink of an eye, he had already done it over a hundred times.
To Qin Feng, after the nine dragon veins of the Submerged Dragon Sword Soul were awakened, the same Sword Drawing Technique appeared nine times on the Swords Formula.
Qin Feng had doubts and guesses at the beginning, but after the Qin family's sword practice field, the Sword Testing Day, and even beating up the five guards, and even after defeating Jiang Ming.
Now, Qin Feng knew that every time the dragon vein of the Submerged Dragon Sword Soul was awakened, the same Sword Drawing Technique would appear on the Swords Formula.
However, every time he awakened the dragon vein of the Submerged Dragon Sword Soul, his understanding of the Sword Drawing Technique would change.
After awakening the ninth Submerged Dragon Sword Soul, Qin Feng now had a higher understanding and understanding of the Sword Drawing Technique.
No matter how high one's Sword Dao cultivation level was, it would be in vain if one could not surpass the opponent's sword drawing speed. One was destined to die under the opponent's sword.
The first time he drew his sword, Qin Feng spent a minute. The second time he drew his sword, it took him fifty seconds, and the third time, it took him forty seconds. Although he was getting faster with each draw, after the hundredth draw, his speed stopped at twenty seconds, and he couldn't get any faster.
The first time he raised his sword, the Sword Qi only reached Qin Feng's feet. It was the same for the second and third time. The place where the Sword Qi reached, other than a gust of wind blowing up the dust, there was no change at all.
After lifting the sword for a hundred times, the area where the Sword Qi reached exceeded the range of his feet and rushed to a meter away. The stones of different sizes on the ground one meter away did not change at all. The only thing that changed was the nameless flowers and plants growing between the cracks of the stones, which had been cut in half by the Sword Qi.
Qin Feng stared at the nameless plants that had been severed by his Sword Qi. His eyes were filled with disappointment as he muttered to himself, "It seems that my Sword Drawing Technique is only at the beginner level. It is still far from being able to kill instantly!"
"Too weak. My Sword Qi is too weak. I have to find a Qi Refinement Technique and a powerful Sword Qi immediately!"
"However! Now, it should be more than enough to deal with Qin Wu in seven days. "
"Qin Wu! Seven days later, I will kill you under the Submerged Dragon Sword and make you my, Qin Feng's, Sword Slave! "
A cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He was full of anticipation for the challenge with Qin Wu in seven days.
"But! I have to find a way to improve my Inner Qi as soon as possible. It might be a little difficult for me, a Grade 5 Sword Master, to amaze the world at the Cangzhou Sword Meet in a month. "
In the Godly Sword Continent, martial arts were respected, and the Sword Dao was the most important.
And Cangzhou City, which was like a speck of dust in the Godly Sword Continent, was also the same.
In Cangzhou City, martial arts were respected, and the Sword Dao was the most important. In the generation of Qin Feng's father, there were six Great Sword Schools. Qin Feng's father was one of them. The rest were the Heads of the Four Great Clans of Cangzhou City. There was also a Kenzō who suddenly disappeared after becoming famous.
And before Qin Feng's father's generation, Cangzhou City's Sword Dao was at its peak. Other than the Kenzō, there were also the Ten Great Sword Saints, who were the current Elders of the various Great Clans.
Later, when it came to Qin Feng's generation, Cangzhou City's Sword Dao declined day by day. Not to mention Sword Saints and Kenzō, even Grade 5 Great Sword Masters were few and far between.
Therefore, three years ago, when Qin Feng became a Great Sword Master at the age of sixteen, he caused a sensation in the entire Cangzhou City.
"It's already been three years. Presumably, the swordsmen who sparred with me on the Sword Discourse Arena in Cangzhou City have all become Great Sword Masters!"
After three years of inhuman life as a Sword Slave, the current Qin Feng had become a lot calmer. He knew that the swordsmen who sparred with him on the Sword Discourse Arena in Cangzhou City three years ago were Grade 4 or Grade 5 Sword Masters. After three years of cultivation, they should have all become Great Sword Masters.
"I must seek the Art of Refining Qi. I must refine Spiritual Qi before the Sword Discourse Arena!"
The so-called Spiritual Qi was the sign of becoming a Great Sword Master. There were three realms of Refining Qi. Below the Great Sword Master was only the ninth level of True Qi.
Below the Sword Saint was the ninth level of Spiritual Qi. And in order to cultivate to the Divine Qi realm, one must reach the realm of Sword God above the Sword Saint.
"Hell Spring." Qin Feng's eyes lit up. He cried out in surprise and said to himself, "It seems that if I want to refine Spiritual Qi, I can only go to the Hell Spring and risk my life!"
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