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The sword energy is everywhere and the demonic energy is rampant.

At the moment when the demonic palm print collided with the sword light.

The entire mine tunnel erupted in terrible aftermath.

Boom boom boom——!

The vibrations in the mine tunnel became more and more obvious.

Even the geniuses who had entered the mine tunnel before were shocked by the earth-shaking tremor and became extremely alert.

"What exactly happened here?"

"Who started the fight as soon as they entered the Yanhuo Mine?"

"Such a terrifying movement, only Lan Yu could have made it, right?"

"..."

All the sect disciples in the Yanhuo Mine were surprised after they noticed the fluctuations of the battle.

Then, they quickly deduced that it was Lan Yu who was responsible for this incident.

As for Lan Yu's opponent, they really couldn't guess it for a while.

Outside the mine, the elders of the two major sects were also attracted by the fluctuations of the battle.

The aftermath of the battle between Nan Yang and Lan Yu had caused the entire Yanhuo Mine to tremble.

This shows how fierce the battle in the mine was.

While the elders of the two major sects were still marveling at the scene, Qiu Lingfeng had already arrived.

As he expected, the evil energy emanating from Nan Yang and Lan Yu quickly spread out from the mine tunnel.

The moment they sensed the eerie demonic energy, the faces of the many elders outside the mine suddenly changed.

"Is this...devilish energy?!"

"Buhao! There is an evil demon in this mine!"

"Doesn't that mean that the disciples who enter the mine are in danger?!"

Several elders realized something was wrong instantly and were about to enter the mine.

But, at this time.

Qiu Lingfeng's figure appeared.

He took a step and appeared.

He wore a bloody mask and a black cloak.

Seeing Qiu Lingfeng suddenly blocking the entrance to the mine, Li Xianwang, who had the strongest cultivation, frowned. He looked at Qiu Lingfeng and spoke in a cold voice:

"The evil energy in this mine cave was created by you, fellow Taoist?"

As he spoke, Li Xianwang glanced at Qiu Lingfeng with an extremely aggressive look.

It was as if he wanted to see Qiu Lingfeng's true face beneath the bloody mask.

"Yes and no, it was just that the bad disciple accidentally leaked a trace of demonic energy. As a master, I was worried that something might happen to my disciple, so I came to protect him."

Qiu Lingfeng was not in a hurry and spoke slowly.

From his expression, one can also see that Qiu Lingfeng is relaxed and indifferent.

He stood alone in front of the elders of the two major sects, and acted as if the powerful Li Xianwang did not exist.

In fact, to Qiu Lingfeng, no matter how much Li Xianwang boasted, it could be solved with just a slap.

Isn’t it just the cultivation level of an Immortal King?

Who isn’t an Immortal King now?

Seeing Qiu Lingfeng's nonchalant attitude, Immortal King Li couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that I haven't used my sword for a long time, so people in the martial arts world have forgotten my name, Li Yidao!"

"How dare you, a coward like you, block my way?!"

"Go away!"

The muscular Li Xian Wang no longer suppressed his emotions.

His palm flashed white light.

A giant sword that was more than one person long appeared, and then the terrifying power of the sword burst out from Li Xianwang's body!

The power of the fifth level of swordsmanship!

Unparalleled in strength and domineering.

Just a burst of momentum is enough to make people feel depressed and breathless.

"As expected of you, Senior Li!"

"Li Yidao's name is well-deserved!"

"Who is this mysterious man with a bloody ghost face?"

The other elders who had reached the Immortal King stage all had their own questions in their minds.

The elders of Tianyan Yangtong Sect were still marveling at the strength of Li Xianwang, while the elders of Luodao Sect had already begun to think about Qiu Lingfeng's identity and the evil spirit in the mine.

Swish-!

Li Xianwang slashed down with his sword, with great force and heaviness.

Even the void was cracked by this sword.

The power of this sword completely surpasses the level of Immortal King and is infinitely close to the level of Immortal Venerable!

It can only be said that the reputation of Li Yidao, the Immortal King, is really not in vain.

His strength is unmatched among the Immortal Kings.

If the person in front of Li Xianwang was another Xianwang-level cultivator, he would definitely have a headache because of this knife.

But it's a pity.

His opponent at this moment is Qiu Lingfeng.

clang--!

A loud sound of metal colliding spread out.

As the aftermath in the space dissipated.

"hiss……"

All the strong men present took a closer look and gasped in shock.

I saw that Li Xianwang's powerful and heavy sword was easily caught by Qiu Lingfeng with two fingers!

Even Li Xianwang, who was holding a knife at the moment, had a look of fear and disbelief on his face.

Under the gaze of Li Xianwang's slightly trembling pupils, the power of space slowly flowed on Qiu Lingfeng's fingers.

"Ancient Xu Xuan Technique - Beng Yu!"

Qiu Lingfeng exerted force with two fingers.

Click!

The pseudo-Taoist long sword in Li Xianwang's hand shattered with a loud bang!

Over the years, Qiu Lingfeng has not found the real ancient mysterious art.

However, the "Guxu Mystical Art" copied from the Guxu Saint was used more and more skillfully.

For Qiu Lingfeng now, crushing fake Taoist weapons is a common occurrence.

Even though he had used all his skills, Qiu Lingfeng was still not afraid of fighting against the late-stage Immortal Emperor.

Li Xianwang was still in a daze, looking at the only remaining hilt of the knife in his hand, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The elders who were watching the battle were already frightened.

Especially now that Qiu Lingfeng did not reveal any trace of cultivation, he was like a ghost without any breath.

In this world, who can crush a fake Taoist weapon?

Even if he was a powerful Immortal Emperor, he might not be able to crush a fake Taoist weapon with just a light pinch like Qiu Lingfeng did, right?

Bang!

The next moment, Qiu Lingfeng slapped out with his palm.

This palm landed accurately on Li Xianwang's chest.

"puff--!"

Li Xianwang didn't even have time to react before he was knocked away in an instant.

"Senior Li!"

Upon seeing this, several elders of the Tianyan Yangtong Sect hurried forward to catch the Immortal King Li who was flying backwards.

But even so, they were taken away for several thousand meters.

After doing all this, Qiu Lingfeng stood guarding the entrance of the mine with his hands behind his back.

"Li Xian Wang, how are you?"

The leading elder of the Tianyan Yangtong Sect looked at Li Xianwang and asked nervously.

At this time, blood was oozing from the corners of Li Xianwang's mouth, and he felt that all his internal organs had shifted.

“Ahem… This person’s strength far exceeds mine, and his cultivation is at least at the middle stage of the Immortal Lord!” Immortal King Li coughed lightly a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Although Li Yidao is very powerful, he is not worth mentioning in front of the powerful Immortal Lord.

His strength is only relative to that of a cultivator at the Immortal King stage.

Facing an existence whose strength exceeds that of the Immortal King.

He, Li Yidao, is still an ant.

A slightly different ant.

"Middle stage of Immortal Lord!"

When the other elders heard that Qiu Lingfeng was very likely a powerful being in the middle stage of the Immortal Lord, they all gasped and broke out in cold sweat.

Then, they looked at Qiu Lingfeng who was guarding the entrance of the mine, and they were secretly glad that Qiu Lingfeng was just guarding the gate and did not attack them.

Because if Qiu Lingfeng wanted to kill them, it would be no different from crushing a few ants.

Even the most powerful among them, King Li Xian, had his weapon crushed easily by Qiu Lingfeng and was slapped away with one palm.

If these immortal kings go up there, they won't even be cannon fodder.