"Little Jiu," Qin Feng looked over, "I don’t have many friends in this world. One has died, two are unknown, and they might have already gone. I regret not being by their side during their most dangerous times. I consider you a friend, and now I’m by your side. How can I just stand by and watch you die?"

Qin Feng’s attitude was resolute.

Even those familiar with Huo River, Dou Yingshan, Dai Tian, and Wan Qun had died, making Qin Feng deeply saddened. The deaths of Wei Yang and Wu Junman, as well as Tiantian’s experiences, still left him feeling guilty and self-reproaching.

"Rest assured, the power of resentment is minimal, and the latter two won’t be unexpected; I can easily defeat them." Instead, Qin Feng smiled and comforted Dan Taixue and Hei Jiu, then directly declared war: "I won’t give up, the ninth rank will appear!"

"Good, good."

Suddenly, a profound voice rang out in the void, fierce and containing immense power.

"Huh?" Qin Feng heard the voice and couldn’t help but heighten his vigilance.

"I want to see how you can easily defeat me!"

"Yell"

Suddenly, a massive grievance and a terrifying figure appeared on the battlefield.

"Wow!"

Almost at the first instant the figure appeared, everyone watching the battle cried out, and Dan Taixue even lost its beauty in an instant. Because the spirit of resentment was too powerful, too penetrating, ordinary resentful spirits, whose bodies lay on the ground for countless years, had rotted away, turning into piled white bones. But its body had only decomposed halfway; its arms, legs, bulk, and other parts were still intact, but its stomach had completely rotted, and its internal organs had decayed. Its face, eyes, and nose were rotted but preserved in other places. They were even more terrifying than skeletons.

Just looking at it, it seemed much more powerful than any previous type.

"Your expertise is Sword Dao?" Qin Feng was also terrified and couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes!" With a wave of the hand filled with grief, resentment condensed into a long sword of Sen Han, instantly giving the illusion of a human sword being harmoniously transcendent with the world.

"No, when you fought me on the fifth layer, you didn’t use a sword." Qin Feng was ugly, unwilling to accept this result.

When he challenged grievances for one or five levels, he was touched by some powerful grievances, including six ancient tribal chiefs. Among them was one even stronger than "Big Hammer." At that time, he didn’t use a sword at all, meaning he fought barehanded.

"You are strong. Even if you did your best on the fifth floor, you would lose to yourself. You’d better wait until the sixth layer because you’re about to die." Returned to complaints.

"Damn it!" Qin Feng bled, with ten thousand Damn it horses running in his mind.

The body only rotted halfway. Clearly, the physique was extremely strong, just slightly weaker than the Invincible Demon. And such a person with great physical fitness chose Sword Dao!

He fought eight consecutive matches and was utterly exhausted. At this moment, faced with such terrible grievances, he wanted to kill him.

"Are you ready?" Resentful spirit was cold; no matter how ugly Qin Feng’s expression was, he was prepared to set out.

"Come on, fight!" Qingfeng was solemn.

Since the challenge has been issued, there is no turning back because once the war is defeated, let alone saving Hei Jiu, he himself would die!

"Very good, I hope you don’t let me down. The quickest Chapter continued with a faint smile."

Suddenly, his shadow rushed out, and the sword in his hand ruthlessly pierced Qin Feng’s heart.

Qin Feng was combative, wielding a broken sword to meet the oncoming battle.

The two immediately stood side by side, as on a battlefield with thunderstorm, lightning sparks crashing against weapons, the Fire Dragon huffing and puffing fiery breath. In an instant, the confrontation between them reached a fever pitch.

The bitter sword was elusive. The long sword was sometimes hard, sometimes soft, hard and soft; it was very mysterious. In contrast, Qin Feng’s broken sword was gigantically enormous. Speaking of masculinity, breaking the opponent’s defense was impossible.

The two seemed evenly matched, but only Qin Feng knew he didn’t feel victorious at all, and the more he fought, the more powerless it felt.

Boom

Suddenly, the two simultaneously retreated while attacking each other.

Lexus looked at Qin Feng sadly, smiled and said: "The power of Sword Dao is good. It didn’t let me down. Now let’s see your most powerful swordsmanship."

From then on, his entire body was filled with sad emotions, filled with resentment, a terrifying flame bursting from his sword.

"Wow!"

With just one emotional stroke, the terrifying Spirit Sword broke through the sky, and the invisible pressure was enormous, enough for Qin Feng to have a tense heart.

"Star Origin Sword Master!" Qin Feng didn’t hesitate to use the most powerful move. The opponent was too strong, not tolerating his clumsiness.

Suddenly, the broken sword burst into countless sword lights; the sword lights condensed and erupted thunderously in the sky.

"Boom!"

Both were at lightning speed, in mid-air in an instant.

Qin Feng’s sword shadow began to tremble.

"No, Qin Feng’s strength is obviously much weaker!"

"Resentment’s spirit is too intense; Qin Feng just went through a war, consuming a lot!"

"Damn it, this little mess must die. If he dies, we’ll really die here!"

Those watching the war were anxious, even resenting Qin Feng.

Dan Taixue clenched his pink fists tightly, looking from afar, anxiously shedding tears, "Qin Feng, you must hold on! Quickly, quickly!"

"No!" When meeting, Qin Feng realized this sorrowful swordsmanship was too powerful. The force of the wheel was far stronger than any grieving spirit he had previously encountered. However, due to lacking spiritual power, his Xing Yuan swordsmanship’s domains were weakened.

"Bang!"

Although he remained shaky, he still threw toward Qin Feng.

"Block it!" Qin Feng shouted angrily, eyes blazing.

Oh!

This time, it was no longer a shadow of a sword; a massive broken sword concentrated all its power at a very small point.

The larger the force, the more terrible the penetration.

"Blow up!"

In almost an instant, grievance spirit’s swordsmanship was pierced through.

"The second best way to take it!"

Meanwhile, the sword in his hand turned into a colossal Dragon Sword Shadow, rushing towards Qin Chaofeng.

"Sizzle"

At this moment, Guiyuan’s sword tried penetrating the shadow of Dragon Sword spirit. The energy burst from spiritual combat echoed throughout the battlefield. Even those watching the war around were affected, spitting blood as they retreated.

Qin Feng clenched his teeth.

But gradually, his strength was already insufficient, and the power of the Star Origin Sword Field was slowly collapsing.

After all, he previously spent too much; the first sword fell halfway, and the second sword also fell halfway.

"Open for me!" Qin Feng’s hand jumped abruptly, gritting his teeth and even his eyes turned red.

Strenuous!

Qin Feng felt it was the strongest sword he could use.

But he had no other ideas. He had to fight with all his strength.

The battle of life and death was also a battle of opportunity.

At this moment, Qin Feng’s heart contained only battle!

On the battlefield,

Originally, Qin Feng’s Star Origin Sword Country was gradually disintegrating, seemingly resentful spirit would win the battle at any time. But gradually, his complaint became severe. How could he not defeat Qin Feng? On the contrary, his swordsmanship slowly depletes.

The power of Star Origin Sword Realm gradually recovered, even getting stronger!

In the sky over the battlefield, the Unbeatable Demon suddenly brightened its eyes. "Is this the perfect ultimate gift? No wonder the more dangerous the bloody war, the deeper the emotions, the more potential gets inspired, even in desperate situations, the more likely to be defeated and victorious!"

Continually inspiring the ultimate great and perfectly gifted potential, forcefully supporting the Star Origin Sword’s domain, squeezing out the last bit of strength from Qin Feng’s body, even feeling a tremor.

At that time, Qin Feng did not deliberately practice, but broke through constantly. And here, to test challenging capabilities, surpassed the level he feared to breakthrough, constantly oppressed. Because he knew well, the higher the challenge, the more difficult it becomes. Now, if he breaks through to the seventh layer of Virtual Meta, he will face the fourth layer of True Element, which will be very unfavorable.