Ancient True Dragon Art

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"I have to continue the trial, so I'll leave now!"

Qin Feng said goodbye to Jin Zhanshan.

"Well, I'm the same, hahaha... I really want to fight you happily, your kid is not very old, but this strength makes Jin especially have the idea of ​​fighting."

Jin Zhanshan laughed and said...

After bidding farewell to this Golden Zhanshan Mountain, Qin Feng directly chose to leave here.

Qin Feng has already left most of this desert of death.

The gain is great, the biggest gain is to create a sword technique, the desert mad sand!

Therefore, the trial here is probably of little value...So Qin Feng quickened his pace, but in seven days, he passed through the desert of death.

The moment he walked out of the desert of death, Qin Feng saw a piece of life. Seeing the tree-lined vitality in front of him also made Qin Feng, who had recently seen more yellow sand, been quite happy in his heart.

"Come through this forest and you can reach Yuebai City!"

Yuebaicheng!

This is a prosperous city, a city belonging to the Scarlet Rainbow Empire, which is much stronger than the Sacred Dragon Dynasty where Qin Feng is located.

During the trial, Qin Feng himself intends to go with the situation, without any goals, just constant trials.

"Ok……"

At this moment, Qin Feng frowned slightly, his nose moved slightly, he had already smelled it, and there seemed to be a faint blood in the forest.

In the depths of the forest.

A fierce fight is emerging.

This fight was divided into two parts, one part of the people, dressed in soft armor, full of luxury, and the weapon in his hand was a huge iron fan.

This huge iron fan, like a long stick, can be shot at any time, and between opening and closing, you can vaguely see the strange energy circulating, and it is full of sharpness.

On the opposite side of these giant iron fans, a group of people are being killed steadily and retreating. The strength of this group of people is obviously not as good as the other party, and the momentum is much weaker, and the number is not dominant, but it is only a mere trifle. Only six of them, and only five can fight.

A middle-aged man was holding a timid boy who looked no more than fifteen or six years old, and quickly backed away, trying to escape.

"Uncle Zhao, be careful!"

Suddenly the boy let out an exclamation.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly shocked when he heard the words. While he was waving a long sword, one person holding a huge iron fan quickly made a tricky shot from the side, and instantly hit hard with cold energy. Hit the opponent's long sword.

"boom!"

Under the powerful force, the body of the middle-aged man flew out fiercely.

"Uncle Zhao!"

The timid young man yelled suddenly.

"Boom Rumble"

This middle-aged man, known as Uncle Zhao, quickly turned over and hugged the young man in his arms to prevent him from getting hurt, but his body was already bloody.

"Brother Zhao!"

For a time, the other four couldn't help screaming. For a time, they all waved their weapons together and quickly retreated to the middle-aged man's side.

"Jie Jie Jie... The people of the Zhao family are really loyal, but they are stupid and loyal!"

One person holding an iron fan, said with a grinning face.