Chapter 569 - The Power of Sword Palm

As a result, he chose to stay at the edge of the mountain and continued to comprehend the mysteries of the Spirit Breaking Sword Palm.

After two days and two nights of cultivation, Qin Feng was finally satisfied.

"w.a.n.gu Mountain is not safe, in these two days, I have already killed many vicious beasts. Although I want to temper this Spirit Breaking Sword Palm to one hundred percent success rate, time is not allowed!"

While he was in deep thought, Qin Feng's attention s.h.i.+fted to the several large mountains not too far away. Those mountains were filled with an awe-inspiring sword intent, as well as a heavy killing intent.

"Swis.h.!.+"

"Huhuhu"

"Roar!"

It was a giant creature that came straight at them. It was a creature that looked somewhat similar to a horse. It was two meters tall and three meters long. However, its head was not that of a horse. It was a dog's head.

The opposing party bared his teeth as he charged toward Qin Feng. His two incomparably sharp fangs were especially clear to see.

"Scram!"

"Sizzle!"

Fresh blood danced in the air and this weird fellow's neck was instantly sliced into pieces by Qin Feng's Spirit Breaking Sword Palm. As the fresh blood madly danced, it had already lost its life force, and a gigantic dog head followed suit, flying into the air.

"Chi!"

They continued to advance, and soon after, other living beings started to charge towards Qin Feng as well …

"Phew …"

After half a day of killing, a small wave of a bizarre aura had already gathered on Qin Feng's body. It was a formless killing intent.

Even though his Spirit Breaking Sword Palm had not broken through to eighty percent of comprehension yet, it was gradually increasing because of this. In reality, this kind of comprehension was already only a comprehension in terms of usage.

Once his success rate reached 100%, Qin Feng believed that his Spirit Breaking Sword Palm would be able to display great effects in battle.

After half a day of killing, Qin Feng's body was already stained with fresh blood. If he were to stand in the middle of the crowd with that dense b.l.o.o.d.y aura, it was likely that he would suffocate people.

The place in front of them was already deep within the ten or so mountain peaks. The dozen or so mountain peaks intertwined with each other, forming a valley. Qin Feng's gaze noticed the cracks created when the dozen or so mountain peaks were combined together.

Although it was irregular, Qin Feng noticed that within those cracks, there was an exceptionally strange crack. It was twisted, appearing like the shadow of a black snake, yet it also resembled the open mouth of a demon.