Ancient True Dragon Art

Therefore, the tearing force in it is stronger and sharper than the appearance.

However, facing this almost windy world, Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes, and his mind moved slightly, the eyes of breaking evil evolved to the extreme.

In the middle of the eyebrows, as if a door of wisdom is slowly opening, Zhizhu is holding...

"Chichichichi..."

The original torn gust of wind tore Qin Feng’s robe and tore his muscles, but this tear only lasted for a few breaths. In the next instant, a cyan brilliance came out naturally, as if It is a kind of supreme divine light.

This shining brilliance, flowing through Qin Feng's body, was mysterious and extraordinary, and all the scars on Qin Feng's body returned to their original appearance in an instant.

"He really understood..."

Seeing Qin Feng's posture, Feng Canyun's face had changed from dull to solemn, and he whispered.

"Huh"

After about a cup of tea, Qin Feng's eyes finally opened, and the cyan brilliance flowed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

However, there was a new kind of breath in his body, which was a violent breath, like a strong wind.

"boom"

As his eyes opened, the wind dragon surrounding him was also directly shattered, turned into countless tiny winds, and dissipated.

"The wind, with the power of destruction, that's how it is..."

Qin Feng whispered in his mouth.

In this wind dragon, he gradually realized a kind of wind power, but it was not the artistic conception of wind power.

Watching the wind dragon gradually dissipate into a subtle wind.

Qin Feng's face changed drastically at this time.

"boom"

A strange force, as if soft, but with a sharp to extreme aura, it hit Qin Feng's body severely.

In the next moment, his body was pierced by a thousand arrows, and countless blood flowed out. In a moment, his body had changed into a blood man.

"Wind is divided into many types, violent winds, but it's just a small achievement, Qin Feng, how do you resist this next level? I only understood that one level..."

Feng Canyun narrowed his eyes, looked at Qin Feng's direction, and slowly muttered to himself...

"laugh"

A blue wind blade like a waning moon passed across the void!

This wind blade is weird and extraordinary, coming and going without a trace.

The ghostly posture is hard to guard against.

As this blue wind blade slashed, Qin Feng's body once again added a trace of deep bones, blood gurgling, looking quite embarrassed.

"Huhuhu"

While the Primordial True Dragon Art in his body was in motion, Qin Feng's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

but.

However, Qin Feng's face had an increasingly severe expression.

The wind around here seems simple and ordinary, as soft as a lover's touch, but in fact it is not.

This kind of wind around is more terrifying and terrifying than the violent wind that I have just seen.

"This Junior Brother Qin, I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore!"

In the outside world.

Feng Canyun said in a deep voice.

Having been able to persist until now, this wind residue was already quite amazed at Qin Feng, but he knew how amazingly destructive the wind Qin Feng encountered now was.

"The violent wind is nothing but a trail, but it is the feminine wind that is really terrible. It is impossible to guard against and cannot dodge..."

Feng Youzi's eyes were narrowed, forming two thin lines. Whether it was the cultivation base of the psychic realm or the understanding of the existence of the power of the wind, he had to look far and more than the people present. .