Chapter 53 The supreme ruthless beheading, the fourth beheading, kills all fear!
Langya Holy Land martial arts arena.
Qin Hao and Mu Qingfeng stood opposite each other. The atmosphere was so tense that even the air seemed to freeze.
I saw disciples crowding around the martial arts arena. They were whispering to each other, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement, and they were watching the fierce duel that was about to begin.
There were wooden chairs floating above the martial arts arena, and a group of Holy Land elders were sitting there, looking at the two people in the arena.
Holy Lord Lin Tianxuan also came to the scene in person. He sat on the high platform, his eyes tightly locked on his nephew Qin Hao.
His expression was serious, and he was silently expecting Qin Hao to win this duel and show his extraordinary strength and style.
Although Mu Qingfeng was also a disciple he cultivated, Lin Tianxuan still couldn't help but prefer Qin Hao in front of his nephew, who was of poor origin.
On the field, Qin Hao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, watching Mu Qingfeng's every move.
When he noticed that Mu Qingfeng was holding Qin Yu's Red Rainbow Sword in his hand, he couldn't help but frown, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Why is this Red Rainbow Sword in your hand?"
The corners of Mu Qingfeng's mouth raised, with a gentle smile on his face, and he said: "Junior brother Qin Hao, I gave this magic weapon to Qin Yu. But now, Qin Yu has lost the competition with you and his mood is damaged. He It is no longer possible to control such magical weapons.”
"As a senior brother, I feel that he is not worthy of having Chihong at this time. Therefore, I will take it back. However, if you can defeat me today and prove that you have enough strength and qualifications, this magic weapon will be yours."
Qin Hao snorted coldly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "It's useless to talk more, you can see the truth under your hands!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them started to move instantly.
Qin Hao's figure was like lightning, and he was the first to attack like a phantom.
He waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword shadow was heavy, as if it turned into countless silver dragons, heading towards Mu Qingfeng.
Each sword shadow contains powerful power, bringing up strong winds and blowing the dust around them.
"Yes, one of the most superior swordsmanship in the Holy Land, Dance of the Silver Dragon, has been able to be practiced to this level by you." Mu Qingfeng commented.
However, facing Qin Hao's sword moves, Mu Qingfeng did not panic at all. He looked calm and his eyes were steady.
The red rainbow sword bloomed with dazzling light in his hand, like a scorching sun.
He swung his sword lightly, a seemingly random movement, but it accurately defused Qin Hao's storm-like offensive.
Where the swords intersect, sparks fly and make a crisp sound.
For a moment, the martial arts arena was filled with sword energy and rays of light. The two of them went back and forth, fighting inextricably.
Qin Hao's swordsmanship was sharp and changeable, while Mu Qingfeng relied on his profound skills and superb swordsmanship to steadily deal with Qin Hao's attacks.
Every move he makes is just right, without wasting any energy, and he can effectively defend and counterattack.
"I didn't expect that Mu Qingfeng's swordsmanship has reached the state of returning to nature."
"Yes, his swordsmanship seems simple and unpretentious, but in fact it contains hidden mysteries. Every sword contains a deep understanding of the sword. It's not bad."
The elders watched and chatted.
While the fierce battle was going on, Mu Qingfeng suddenly focused his eyes and a powerful aura erupted from his body.
His eyes became extremely focused, and in an instant everything around him no longer existed except for the opponent in front of him.
He took a deep breath, the Red Rainbow Sword in his hand glowed brightly, and a fierce sword energy spurted out from the sword, roaring towards Qin Hao.
This sword energy was like substance. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Qin Hao, take this move from me!" Mu Qingfeng shouted loudly.
His voice was as loud as a bell, with decisive momentum, and the powerful sword energy released by the red rainbow sword in his hand swept towards Qin Hao with overwhelming force.
Qin Hao's heart was shocked. The pressure brought by this powerful attack was like Mount Tai, making him feel unprecedented pressure in an instant.
The sharp sword energy seemed to tear his soul apart, and his state of mind also wavered. The originally smooth movements began to become sluggish, the connection between moves was no longer so coherent, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Every time Qin Hao resisted Mu Qingfeng's attacks, it became more and more difficult, and defeat seemed to be right in front of him.
Seeing this, Lin Tianxuan, who was floating above the martial arts arena, frowned.
Mu Qingfeng's sword moves are good at attacking the heart. If you don't pay attention, you are very likely to be hit. Qin Hao's current situation is a sign of being hit.
If he continues to fight, Qin Hao is likely to be disturbed in his Taoist mind and his cultivation will retreat.
Do you want to stop?
An idea came to Lin Tianxuan's mind.
However, at this critical moment, Qin Hao suddenly closed his eyes.
All the hustle and bustle of the outside world seemed to fade away. All that was left in his world was his own heartbeat and breathing, as well as the pressure that came like a tidal wave.
He closed his eyes tightly, but his thoughts were racing like a wild horse. Past experiences flashed quickly in his mind, and every setback and every breakthrough seemed like a clear picture.
He remembered that he once practiced alone on the edge of a cliff, facing the violent storm but not flinching.
I remembered that in order to understand a sword technique, I stayed up for several days, repeating the same movements.
Thinking of all the pains I suffered in Prince Zhan's Mansion, thinking of my bloody battle out of the wasteland...
The moments that once made him feel scared and flinched emerged one by one, and he realized that although he had embarked on the path of ruthless swordsmanship, there was still a trace of fear hidden in his heart.
That was the inner demon he had accumulated over the past twenty years.
"I can no longer be bound by fear!" Qin Hao shouted in his heart.
At this time, a fire seemed to burn deep in his heart, burning away all fear.
A mysterious power surged in his body, like a dragon that had been sleeping for a long time gradually awakening.
Qin Hao felt as if he was in chaos, surrounded by endless darkness. But deep in the darkness, a faint light flickered.
He ran hard towards the light, every step full of determination.
When he finally touched the light, a powerful force instantly filled his body.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no longer any confusion or fear in his eyes, but only incomparable determination and determination.
"The Supreme Being ruthlessly cuts off the fourth blow, cutting off all fear!"
Qin Hao recited silently in his heart again. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the world, and the long sword in his hand seemed to have life, connected with his soul.
The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes showing extremely firmness, as bright as stars.
When Mu Qingfeng saw Qin Hao's sharp eyes, he couldn't help but froze.
The magic sword in Qin Hao's hand stood horizontally, the sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and he attacked Mu Qingfeng with an indomitable momentum.
The black light on the Netherworld Demonic Sword is so dazzling that people can't look directly at it, and it even lights up the whole world.
Mu Qingfeng's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He didn't expect Qin Hao to have an epiphany and break through himself at such a critical moment.
He originally thought he had a chance to win, but he never expected that the situation would reverse in an instant.
Mu Qingfeng immediately raised the red rainbow and faced the sword.
(End of chapter)