Chapter 1137: Shock the sky

The sword shadow was full, and a horrible divine light was suddenly emitted. It was a sword aura with boundless killing. This sword aura quickly swept up and merged with the sword aura of the golden sword of the emperor. Together.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!"
The sound was like an ancient piano string trembling, and the terrifying brilliance that it brought up, and the killing aura, suffocated people. It can be seen that the Star Sword Emperor was ready to kill with one blow.
"The sword of the emperor, it is rumored that the star sword emperor once killed a strong man of the same rank with this sword technique!"
"At this moment, Qin Feng is really helpless, even if he has supernatural powers, he will definitely not be the opponent of this Emperor's Sword!"
"Yes, it's really dead, but the way of martial arts, how many enchanting geniuses, peerless enchanting, fell in the long river of history, turned into the dust of history, even if it is the enchanting Qin Feng, but Once it falls, it can only become history!"
"At his level, it is enough to look down upon him for a while!"
"He is doing his own death. If he is not so arrogant and offends so many people, how can he die!"
Many people expressed different opinions while lamenting.
"Hmph, a disciple of the royal rank, bullying a martial artist in the real spirit realm, is there a sense of accomplishment?"
Feng Chime's pretty face showed a look of disdain, and said.
"That is, what kind of cultivation level is the Star Sword Emperor, and to what extent Qin Feng is able to speak such high-sounding words, it is really thick-skinned."
It was another woman in that Jialan Pure Land who was talking.
Among the many sects present, there are probably only a few large sect disciples who dared to say these things at the risk of offending the Star Sword Emperor.
Fan Fengyi’s beautiful eyes flowed, looking at the phantom above the void, there was a curious look in her eyes, she felt that this Qin Feng would not die so easily, the scarlet lingering around her The light of blood is obviously not simple.
"Damn..."
There, Shui Wuhen at this time severely held the halberd in his hand.
At this time, he could not contain the anger in his heart.
However, it was unable to recover.
Facing the imperial disciple, he couldn't fight at all. He could only watch the Star Sword Emperor attack Qin Feng. For Shui Wuhen, this was a great irony!
"The sword of the emperor?"
Looking at the huge sword energy that had been suppressed, Qin Feng smiled coldly in his heart.
Seeing that sword aura, at this moment, it was about to be suppressed. The sacred sword light continued to circulate, even shining ten directions, and the sharp aura appeared on the ground. The entire space, Under the power of this sword aura, hunting and hunting sounded, and numerous cracks appeared.
However, at this moment when everyone thought that Qin Feng would die.
The scarlet blood pillar on Qin Feng's body gave a sudden stop.
"boom"
"Qiangqiang!"
At this moment, a kind of blood with boundless horror burst out frantically.
The entire sky is mourning for it.
On the ground, there was a rolling trembling sound, like a hammer drum.
"This...what's going on?"
Before everyone could react, Qin Feng faced this imperial sword and slammed into the past.
"Blood Prison Slash Dance!"
In the frantic roar in his heart, Qin Feng's eyes were like scarlet blood, and a burst of blood filled his entire body.