The human world, the far north.

Qin Feng's Faxiang clone had just hedged, and the entire human world was almost split in half by the spirit of the Tiger Soul Sword.

Fortunately, Qin Feng unfolded the Faxiang clone and swallowed that terrifying sword energy.

Now Qin Feng is acting in two threads, while he is cleaning up the spirit of the Tiger Soul Sword in the human world, while thinking about breaking through the devil world.

"If you want to deal with Tiger Soul, you must take action from the deity, and only with your current strength, you are still a little bit behind Tiger Soul." Qin Fengfa's avatar looked at Tiger Soul as he was adjusting his breath, still thinking in his heart.

After all, this is an ancient sacred artifact, and it is also a pure attacking sacred artifact.

It is conceivable how strong it is, otherwise the Tiger Soul would not be able to bear the title of a soldier.

A weapon that can be compared to the holy weapon of Tiger Soul, may also be different from the Heavenly Axe and Xuanyuan Sword.

Qin Feng quietly looked at the dark shadow in the distance. In the snow-white and icy blue North Pole, the black shadow was very conspicuous.

Especially the dark devilish sword in his hand, the blade is still shining with terrifying cold light.

At this time, Ye Yi was sitting cross-legged in the world of Dhamma. Although Qin Feng received Ye Ye from the world of Dhamma in time, after all, the chaotic clock originated from Ye Yi.

Tiger Soul's sturdy knife was truly slashed on Chaos Clock, which was equivalent to slashing on Ye Yi's body.

As many abilities as the host has, the sacred artifact can call as many abilities. From the moment Ye Yi is recognized as the master, the chaos clock's artifact spirit is bound to Ye Yi.

This knife almost killed Ye Yi's life.

Even if Ye Yi didn't change his face at this time, he made great works in Qin Feng's world of law and appearance, in fact, he was already tumbling deep in his soul.

Ye Yi's soul is now like a transparent plastic bag, his complexion twisted, his body transparent, and extremely weak.

It seemed that there was only one last breath left.

With every spit of Ye Yi, a ray of divine power will be slowly sent to Ye Yi's divine soul from the world of law.

"I still mumbled about the strength of this guy. I didn't expect this knife to be so strong." Ye Yi muttered bitterly in his heart.

In the final analysis, he was too weak, and he could feel how strong the Chaos Clock in his hand was.

Naturally, he could also feel the difference in strength between himself and Tiger Soul, Chaos Clock, and Qin Feng.

Ye Yi's divine soul gradually began to reconsolidate under the restoration of his divine power, and at the same time he sensed that the tiger soul and Qin Feng outside the world of Dharma face once again fought against each other.

With every knife made by Tiger Soul, a huge scar will be cut into the space near the knife wind.

The bitter blade wind whizzed out from the edge of the blade.

Fei Lian and Ping Yi were shocked to see the terrifying power of the tiger soul, and they quickly used their own wind sock and rain flag to avoid the overflowing energy fluctuations.

The two artifacts that were a little bit inferior didn't seem to be enough to see in front of the tiger soul.

That knife wind was just a mess of the human world, and the rainy flags and the cloudy wind sock were hunted and hunted.

Qin Feng saw that the sword wind had reached his eyes, and did not intend to resist it head-on.

The Faxiang clone is injured, and his soul will also be damaged. Qin Feng's goal is to suppress the Tiger Soul, not head-on with him.

What is needed now is to retain strength, not to hard steel with this reckless sword spirit.

Qin Feng suddenly flashed around, and Dao Feng passed by himself.

Immediately after grabbing with his hand, he grabbed the sword wind into his world of dharma.

The human world is too fragile, no matter where the sword wind slashes in the human world, it will cause a huge break.

As a human god, he naturally wouldn't let the human race he blessed suffer too much.

Tiger Soul slashed a few more times, Qin Feng only concealed but not attacked, and the horrible blade winds caused tremendous damage in Qin Feng's world of law.

At the same time, there is also a lot of merit and supernatural power that slowly repairs the wounds caused by the sword wind.

Almost all of the inner world of the Dhamma avatar was smashed by the winds of swords, and the divine power in the Dhamma world was turned upside down like a tornado.

Finally, Tiger Soul was still anxious.

"You dare to confront this king head-on?" Tiger Soul burst out, and the terrifying demonic energy instantly dissipated like a shock wave produced by an atomic bomb explosion.

Almost at the same time, Tiger Soul's voice rushed towards Qin Feng against the shock wave visible to the naked eye.

In the count!

Qin Feng suddenly let out a cold snort and flashed, staggering away from the figure of the tiger soul. Although it was so slow, the body clone was still rubbed by the devilish energy of the tiger soul.

But Qin Feng didn't care anymore.

Tiger Soul only felt a terrifying shaking of the sky and the earth, and then there was a strange energy suddenly above his head.

He just raised his head and opened his mouth in astonishment, and his blood-red eyes, which were exactly the same as Chi You's, were a bit brighter in an instant.

With a terrifying tremor in the horizon, a huge gap was broken like a zipper.

Qin Feng in the gap saw his clone, and at the same time he recalled the clone to the world of dharma.

Immediately afterwards, the diverging fork in his hand suddenly disappeared, and a long ruler appeared in Qin Feng's hand instead.

The head of this ring is carved with dry, and the tail is carved with Kun.

The divine power in Qin Feng's hand suddenly brightened, and a huge circular shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

The shadow exudes nine colors of brilliance.

Although Tiger Soul didn't know him, Fei Lian Pingyi on the ground clenched his fists in resentment when he saw this thing.

This nine-color lotus platform was the treasure that they worked so hard to take out of the sunrise country, and it was finally cut off by Qin Feng.

When Fei Lian Pingyi thought of Qin Feng snatching his nine-color lotus platform, his anger suddenly rose.

The two demon gods looked at each other, and both saw the burning anger in each other's eyes.

After gritting his teeth, the two demon gods urged the devilish energy, and countless rain and rain were catalyzed by the wind and turned into black ice skates, which flew towards Qin Feng like a rain of arrows.

"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no way to hell, you want to create, I see how you, the little Qin Feng, escaped from the palm of Master Tiger Soul today!"

Pingyi cursed angrily, and the Yin Feng suddenly increased a bit.

Qin Feng completely ignored the dense black ice skates like a rain of arrows.

The top priority now is how to seal the Tiger Soul.

It's not a big deal to get a small injury. From the beginning, you couldn't move in the mud statue, until now, from a small Japanese travel **** to today's Tianqi Rensheng Emperor, have you suffered fewer injuries?

"Swish swish--"

The ice skates were inserted into Qin Feng's body one by one, and a cloud of green smoke rose up immediately.

The pitch-black energy immediately adhered to Qin Feng's body like a glutinous rice cake, violently corroding Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng focused on mobilizing the nine-color lotus platform, and then, a golden light shone towards the tiger spirit from the center of the lotus platform.

The entire lotus platform is like a huge pot lid, which is directly on the top of the tiger's head.