Ancient True Dragon Art

"it is good……"

Qin Feng nodded slightly.

At this time, this group of people are all disciples of Rongqing Sect, so it is relatively easy to deal with.

It would be very troublesome if people from other sects knew that there was a spirit of wind in this place.

What's more, there are still many powerful masters in the secret realm of Venerable Feng Ling.

These guys are so powerful, I'm afraid it is still possible, see through his disguise.

Therefore, Qin Feng didn't want to delay too long at this time.

"Swish..."

With this idea, it just appeared.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate any more, and suddenly waved his right hand forward.

In an instant, the dazzling brilliance tore through the sky in an instant, and directly slammed into Chen Fengxing.

"It's ridiculous, you still want to use a hidden weapon to plot against me? You are so naive!"

"No...no, what is this!"

Just when Chen Fengxing said something contemptuously, and then reached out to intercept those Guanghua.

Suddenly, his face suddenly changed, and a horrified roar came out from his mouth.

In the next moment, he was extremely crazy, shaking his palm vigorously.

I saw that on his right hand, there were actually two seemingly thumb-sized objects bitten in their fingers.

Sting beetle!

It is a kind of scary monster and insect from the ancient times.

This kind of insect likes to devour the blood of living creatures, and its leather armor is very strong, like a rock.

In addition, the opponent's action speed is as fast as lightning, so it is extremely difficult to deal with.

If it was all of a sudden, there were thousands of them, even if they were fateful, they would have to retreat, and would not dare to confront directly.

This thorn beetle is too strong, and ordinary weapons can't break through the opponent's defense.

Unless it is using powerful soul power, or true essence, to bombard and kill the internal organs.

Otherwise, there is almost no way to solve this thorn beetle.

The most frightening thing is that the opponent's spikes are not much different from those powerful magic weapons.

Once pierced into the flesh and blood, it is almost difficult to destroy it, which is extremely painful.

These thorn beetles are naturally Qin Feng, using his soul secret technique to recover them for his own use.

The existence that can make him admire, its ability, how can it be a general generation?

"Wow!"

It was just a blink of an eye.

From the fingers of Chen Fengxing, he could clearly see that his flesh and blood was instantly swallowed by the opponent.

In the end, only a piece of dry finger remained.

Such a horrified picture, even the martial artist present at the scene changed his complexion no matter how strong he was.

"Li Zhixing, stop!"

Chen Fengxing shouted ferociously.

At this moment, he was also frightened and panicked, and he didn't know what to do.

"Wow!"

The figure flickered!

Qin Feng slapped a palm directly.

The terrifying and overbearing power of the true essence instantly flew that Chen Fengxing to the distant mountain peak.

Along the way, a towering tree was stomped on, and there was a rumbling noise.

"Chen Fengxing, you remembered it for me. For the sake of the same family, I won't kill you this time!"

"However, next time, if you dare to make a move against me, don't blame me for being polite!"

While speaking, Qin Feng's whole person, but swiftly moved towards the distance, galloping away.

In the blink of an eye, his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's vision.