Ancient True Dragon Art

It turned out that Qin Feng hadn't been defeated even though he had competed with the Iron Palm Mad God just now.

However, the opponent is a super master after all, and Qin Feng also consumed a lot of power.

Before, his body had been refining the texts of the gods, which caused a heavy burden on his body, that is, he was reluctantly relying on the treasures of heaven and earth to temporarily stabilize.

This is like a balloon. It will expand when it is constantly inflated, but if it reaches a limit, it will explode instantly.

The methods Qin Feng controlled were really a bit exaggerated.

Even if his body has been tempered by the "Prime True Dragon Technique", it far exceeds that of ordinary people, but at this moment it has reached a limit.

After the fierce fighting just now, there was a trace of flaws in the previously stable body.

"Roar!"

A roar, sounded again.

Only seen there.

The iron palm mad god's eyes were like a demon, flashing cold killing intent, and a terrible violent aura burst out mightily.

At the same time, he slapped a palm suddenly and slammed Qin Feng fiercely.

"boom!"

This palm instantly expanded ten million times, as if it could cover the sky and the sun.

The whole emptiness is all at once, becoming extremely gloomy.

The most frightening thing is that it is very fast, carrying the mighty power like a mountain.

Wherever it went, almost all beings surrendered, and all obstacles were crushed into ashes under this palm!

It is not difficult to imagine how fierce and terrifying this palm would be if it were taken by the martial artist's body.

"This kid, I'm afraid it will be over!"

Looking at Qin Feng not far away, many warriors made this judgment in their hearts.

"Whether it is the Ten Thousand Beast Sect or the Dust Sect of the day, these two great forces are all among the best!"

"I'm politely speaking, if you want to challenge these two forces, unless the forces behind them are even more terrifying, otherwise, it is definitely a dead end! Because their background is too strong."

The warriors present, at this moment, can almost be 100% sure that Qin Feng must be doomed.

One palm!

It's an understatement!

But Qin Feng deeply realized that terrible power.

It seems that the entire void paused for an instant because of the strength of this palm.

If it is under normal circumstances, this palm is certainly powerful, but he still has a way to resist it.

However, at this time, there was an inexplicable pain from his body, as if the whole body was about to collapse.

In this way, the burden on the body is getting heavier and heavier, and he will not be able to exert his strength at all.

"Wow!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, Jiuyou Yanque immediately waved its wings, and a large black flame spouted from its mouth.

"Get out of here!"

The Curse Sky Demon King also screamed, waved the ghost sickle on his hand, and blasted towards that palm.

The cultivation base of the two was naturally extraordinary, and they directly guarded Qin Feng's whole person safely.

"Boom!"

The black flame, the palm prints, the crazy stalemate, between touching each other, exploded with unimaginable power.

It's a pity that Nine Nether Flame Sparrow and Cursed Sky Demon King, although their strength is very good.

But it is impossible, in such a short time, to intercept and obliterate Yang Yunchen, King Ouyang Xuan and others.

All of a sudden, Qin Feng's situation turned from an active state to a passive one.

"Everyone rush, that kid seems to be unable to hold on anymore."