Ancient Dragon Spell/C32 Absolute God Killing Sword Technique!!
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C32 Absolute God Killing Sword Technique!!

The uncultivated forest was enshrouded in a thick, otherworldly fog. Deep within the woods, a chilling breeze occasionally whispered through the trees.

"Awoo!"

Suddenly, a wolf's agonized howl shattered the quiet. A shadowy figure burst from the forest at lightning speed—a giant wolf in full flight.

A sword shadow, fierce and swift, cut through the air with a resounding whoosh. It struck like a peerless thunderbolt, transforming into a terrifying streak of light that descended upon the wolf's head.

"Roar!"

The giant wolf trembled as it faced the formidable Sword Qi, its eyes filled with stark terror.

Illuminated by the Sword-light, the wolf's fear was unmistakably exposed.

Massive as a camel, the wolf bled from its mouth. Yet, the spines bristling on its back radiated a vicious aura.

Any fighter present would have screamed at the sight.

This was no mere wolf; it was a Vicious Beast, a Second Order Wind Shadow Wolf, a creature of nightmares.

A Second Order Vicious Beast was an entity of pure terror.

To the average person, the mere sight of it would paralyze with fear, obliterating any notion of resistance.

The Wind Shadow Wolf, cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, moved as fast as lightning, leaving little hope for escape.

Even warriors at the True Spirit Stage would struggle to contend with such a beast.

But now, this formidable Vicious Beast, the Wind Shadow Wolf, showed no trace of its usual wildness or rebellion—only fear and dread remained.

The Sword Qi was relentless, stirring up dust and piercing the wolf's flesh.

Blood spurted like a spring, quickly drenching the surrounding ground in red.

It was a one-strike kill.

A moment later, a slender young man stepped forward. Holding a long sword, his lean figure contrasted sharply with the fierce sharpness in his eyes—a clear warning to any who dared challenge him.

This was Qin Feng.

His gaze now carried a new depth of iciness and resolve, giving him an aura of greater dominance and maturity.

He looked down at the Wind Shadow Wolf, now bisected on the forest floor, and shook his head with a hint of somber resignation.

Qin Feng shook his head in resignation as he gazed upon the Wind Shadow Wolf, cleaved in two on the ground. "It seems I'm still lacking something. However, with persistent training and the power of my Seven Extinctions God Killing Sword Technique, along with my Invincible Sword Intent, my combat prowess will undoubtedly overwhelm countless peers."

Even after vanquishing a second-stage berserk beast with a single strike, Qin Feng was not satisfied. Had anyone else been there, they would have undoubtedly rolled their eyes or even felt compelled to knock some sense into him!

The Seven Extinctions God Killing Sword Technique, a legacy from Qin Feng's previous life, was extraordinarily potent. Coupled with his grasp of Invincible Sword Intent, he could unleash the essence of this swordsmanship to its fullest.

Qin Feng had been honing his skills in the untamed wilderness of the uncultivated forest for a month and a half, engaging in daily combat with demonic beasts to solidify his strength and elevate his realm. In this brief period, he had grown exponentially stronger.

"Alas, this blade is too ordinary; I must seek out a finer sword," he mused, observing the nick on his current weapon with a slight shake of his head. The sword, found in the forest, was of mediocre quality and was quickly deteriorating after minimal use.

"After over a month of rigorous training, my power is now on par with the True Spirit Stage. It's evident that hard work yields rewards." Hunger setting in, Qin Feng carved a piece of meat from the Wind Shadow Wolf and began to roast it, the delicious scent soon wafting through the air.

At the same time, on the fringes of the uncultivated forest, a figure was frantically fleeing for his life. Liu Xuanqing, battered and bloodied with his clothes in shreds, ran with terror etched across his face, desperate to reach the safety of the forest.

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