Chapter 334 The Eight Sufferings of Life

"boom!"

Explosions sounded in the sword formation, and the blood light transformed by Qiu Yuanzeng was chopped into pieces by Chen Fei's sword, revealing Qiu Yuanzeng's true body. At this moment, Qiu Yuanzeng looked at Chen Fei with horrified eyes, and he kept retreating with the huge force.

But no matter how he retreats, Qiu Yuanzeng is inside the sword formation at this moment, with no way to go, no way to retreat.

The blood light that had protected him countless times was torn apart by Chen Fei's sword.

The body-protecting blood light transformed by this Blood Origin Skill allowed him to face the siege of two warriors in the middle stage of the Aperture Training Realm back then without being injured at all, and finally retreated completely.

But now, facing Chen Fei's sword, it was completely shattered. In a daze, Qiu Yuan once had the illusion of facing a strong person in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, you have something to say!"

Qiu Yuanzeng shouted loudly. At this moment, Qiu Yuanzeng had clearly seen Chen Fei's true cultivation level, which was in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm. If he really goes all out, Chen Fei's realm can no longer be hidden.

Qiu Yuanzeng felt distressed in his heart. If he had known that Chen Fei was in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, he would never have been so arrogant just now, and he might even have retreated in the end.

After all, the middle stage of the Aperture Training Realm is enough to protect Feng Xiupu and the others, and there is no point in continuing to use it up.

But who would have thought that Chen Fei's young face would already be very impressive in the early stage of the Aperture Training Realm. However, in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, this was never expected.

Although the resources of sect disciples are much better than those of casual cultivators, no matter how good the resources are, it is impossible to give you the resources of the entire sect. Cultivation also pays attention to gradual progress.

It will take at least several decades to break through to the Aperture Training Realm, and then to practice to the mid-Aperture Training Realm. Chen Fei should not be in the middle of the Ability Training Realm at such a young age.

But it doesn't make much sense to talk about this now. How to save one's life is the most important thing now.

Chen Fei didn't reply. He flashed and came to Qiu Yuanzeng, thrusting the Qianyuan Sword forward in his hand.

As soon as the sword edge moved, Qiu Yuanzeng's sea of ​​consciousness was already filled with sharp meaning.

With the blood source skill protecting his body just now, Qiu Yuanzeng couldn't block Chen Fei's sword. Now that the Blood Origin Skill is broken, how should we block this sword?

If you can't stop it, you will die!

Thinking of death, Qiu Yuanzeng's eyes widened in horror. He didn't want to die yet. He had worked hard to reach the middle stage of the Aperture Training Realm, which was extremely rare in casual cultivation.

Because of this, Qiu Yuanzeng's character became more and more arrogant, because ordinary casual cultivators would only fall into his prey. Even the disciples within the sect could not escape his killer as long as they moved fast enough.

Such a life was so carefree and free. Qiu Yuan had never wanted to die. He wanted to continue to enjoy such a life, and even to advance to the late stage of the Ability Training Realm in the future.

"ah!"

Qiu Yuanzeng roared crazily, and the blood in his body boiled. In just a blink of an eye, countless blood flowed from Qiu Yuanzeng's body.

Qiu Yuan had acquired the Blood Origin Skill in a dilapidated city, and the buryer buried it in the deepest place. It is rumored that this technique was a sect's suppression technique back then, with unparalleled power.

However, there is a drawback of Blood Source Kung Fu. For those who are successful in practicing it, the blood in their whole body will boil for an hour every six months. During the period of blood boiling, the practitioner is in great pain.

But as long as you survive this pain, your cultivation level will actually increase, and at the same time, the energy in your body will become purer.

There were few casual cultivators, so Qiu Yuanzeng relied on the characteristics of the Blood Origin Kung Fu to practice step by step. But this kind of suffering will also make the cultivator's character become extremely irritable invisibly.

Qiu Yuan once turned into a bloody man, and behind him, a black shadow rose up like a monster. At this moment, it was staring at Chen Fei, and countless resentments surged towards Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

Birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, failure to seek what you want, and the five yin beings blazing!

The eight sufferings of life roared silently in Chen Fei's mind, like a nightmare waking up and trying to drag Chen Fei into endless hell.

Kill the God!

Within Chen Fei's consciousness, a sword light tore apart all the illusions, and even moved forward, nailing it into the brow of the black shadow behind Qiu Yuanceng.

Qiu Yuanzeng screamed in pain, his whole body twisted continuously, and the black shadow behind him even collapsed after roaring.

"laugh!"

Qian Yuan Sword stabbed Qiu Yuan Zeng's body, and the blood attached to Qiu Yuan Zeng's body was twisted piece by piece, and then torn apart, turning into pieces and disappearing.

Qiu Yuan, who was in the bloody light, desperately tried to resist the sword, but he could only watch in vain as the energy in his body was exploded, and he watched helplessly as the sword tip got closer and closer to him.

"open!"

The spiritual sword in Qiu Yuanzeng's hand trembled violently, bursting out with a dazzling light, but immediately, this light was suppressed by the Qianyuan Sword.

"boom!"

The sound of explosions rose into the sky, Qiu Yuanzeng spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and his body flew backwards, hitting the sword array, and was rebounded hard, hitting the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and his energy was like gossamer.

One sword broke the defense, and another sword was on the verge of death. Qiu Yuan was beaten to this point by Chen Fei's two swords.

Qiu Yuan had always thought that he would only become like this if he provoked a strong person in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm. At the late stage of the Ability Training Realm, even if you meet a warrior within the sect, you have to fight to know the outcome.

But now Qiu Yuanzeng understands that when he meets a true genius, he will act so unreasonably and so desolately.

He was obviously both in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, but even if he tried to run away, he couldn't. He was almost dead even after only two moves from others.

Qiu Yuanzeng tried his best to raise his head and saw Chen Fei standing in front of him. The Qianyuan sword turned into a shadow and stabbed between his eyebrows.

"I know where the Great Thunder Sword is, I know where the Great Thunder Sword is!" Qiu Yuan once shouted crazily, using all his strength, for fear that if he was too late, his head would be dislocated.

The tip of Qian Yuan Sword stopped in front of Qiu Yuan Zeng's eyebrows. Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuan Zeng and frowned slightly, "Shocking the Thunder Sword?"

Qiu Yuanzeng looked at the sword blade in front of him and crawled backwards desperately. Only when he was a few feet away from the tip of the sword did Qiu Yuanzeng lie helplessly on the ground.

"What's going on with the Thunder Sword?" Chen Fei looked down at Qiu Yuanzeng and asked.

The lack of Yuan Chen Sword Sect's skills is not a secret around Xianyun City. It is not unusual for casual cultivators to know about this kind of thing.

If Qiu Yuan had said other things, Chen Fei might not be interested at all, but the Yuan Chen Sword Sect's techniques were indeed different.

Chong Yuan's sword skill has already been perfected, and the distance between Giant Spirit Sword and Duntian Xing is perfect, and there is only a little time left. Chen Fei has been thinking about martial arts from time to time recently.

If all the skills in the sect can be supplemented, Chen Fei can practice smoothly all the way to the peak of the aperture training realm without having to worry about the skills at all.

Moreover, the Yuan Chen Sword Canon, which is composed of seven techniques, may even be better than the Zhen Sect inheritance of the Xianyun Sword Sect.

But unfortunately, the Yuan Chen Sword Code was already damaged before Chen Fei came to the sect.

Now that he suddenly heard about the Thunder Sword, Chen Fei naturally wanted to listen. If Qiu Yuan had lied, it would have been nothing more than a matter of swordsmanship and would not have delayed anything.

"Some time ago, I saw a person using your sect's technique, which was very similar to the rumored Great Thunder Sword." Qiu Yuanzeng said cautiously.

Whether he can survive at this moment depends entirely on Chen Fei's will. Qiu Yuanzeng suppressed the severe pain in his body and did not dare to take a breath.

"Do you know the state of the Great Thunder Sword after training?"

Chen Fei chuckled softly. In Qiu Yuanzeng's opinion, this smile was full of coldness. Obviously, Chen Fei didn't really believe what Qiu Yuanzeng said.

Qiu Yuanzeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat for a moment. Seeing Chen Fei's eyes getting colder, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart trembled more and more. He hesitated and whispered: "He is my best friend, he has obtained the Great Thunder Sword. "

Qiu Yuan once glanced at Chen Fei, and seeing that Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged, he quickly continued: "The complete Great Thunder Sword can cultivate eighty-five acupoints!"

Chen Fei's brows couldn't help but move. He was about to take action directly, but he couldn't help but stop at this moment, because Qiu Yuanzeng was right.

According to the records of the Yuan Chen Sword Sect, the complete Great Thunder Sword has indeed cultivated eighty-five acupoints, which is five more acupoints than the Chong Yuan Sword and the Giant Spirit Sword.

But how could the skills of the Great Thunder Sword be obtained by outside cultivators?

A bright light suddenly flashed in Chen Fei's mind.

In the past two years, in order to repair his martial arts, Chen Fei read through many ancient books collected in the sect. In one of the ancient books, he saw a record.

Hundreds of years ago, the Yuanchen Sword Sect had internal strife, and several branches even fought violently. Later, several branch leaders led their disciples and left the Yuanchen Sword Sect directly.

However, although the people left, the martial arts of each branch at that time were kept in backup copies within the sect. Subsequently, the Yuanchen Sword Sect redeveloped those few branches that had left.

At that time, Chen Fei viewed the history of this sect as a story, because hundreds of years had passed. Since the sect's ancient books were damaged, the sect has not thought about looking for those branches that escaped from the past to see if they could recover some secret books.

But those branches that left the country declined earlier than the Yuanchen Sword Sect. They disappeared without knowing when. Even if you want to look for them, you can't find them.

Now, has any casual cultivator found the secrets of the techniques left behind by those who fled the branch?

"Everything I said is true. I can take you to find my friend. I just ask you to spare my life!" Qiu Yuanzeng said in a low voice. In order to survive, Qiu Yuanzeng no longer cares about his friend.

"Self-imposed cultivation!" Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuan and said.

"yes!"

After hearing Chen Fei's words, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart settled. This meant that he would finally not have to die in a short period of time.

Qiu Yuanzeng struggled to stand up, and traced his fingers across the acupoints all over his body. The flow of Yuanli was stopped, and his breath suddenly became stiff, like stagnant water.

Chen Fei appeared in front of Qiu Yuanzeng, made a sword point with his right hand, and pointed it at the center of Qiu Yuanzeng's eyebrows. His violent mental power swept across Qiu Yuanzeng's body in an instant.

"How dare you be so mean when you let yourself be restrained?"

"error……"

"Bang!"

Qiu Yuanzeng's body trembled slightly, his face full of pain and ferocity.

A ripple of vitality rippled out, and with one finger, Chen Fei pierced Qiu Yuanzeng's fifteen acupoints. Qiu Yuanzeng's realm suddenly slipped and fell to the early stage of acuity training.