Ancient True Dragon Art

But in front of him.

Qin Feng, who was in the process of cultivation, should have been hit into a flesh and blood fellow.

At this moment, he was unscathed, his body, floating in the void, in front of this remnant scorpion, constantly regressing.

The whole person looked like this remnant scorpion was pushing him forward.

And of the two, one roared and rushed, trying to smash the opponent, while the other closed his eyes and suspended his body, allowing the opponent to be so cruel, but still not dodge or avoid it, just fly upside down.

"What's going on? Isn't this Qin Feng in cultivation? How could it be so?"

Seeing Qin Feng in such a state, many people began to feel disappointed.

"Look at the middle of the two!"

A master reminded.

Between Qin Feng and Can Scorpion, there is clearly about the distance of a fist, that is, the distance of this fist. The Can Scorpion can't get close, so it can't hurt Qin Feng, and let it go. How he roared and roared, he just couldn't catch up with the gap of this fist distance!

"How could it be so fast?"

Even if Qin Feng is not in the cultivation state, it is impossible to be so chic and casual.

"Ok?"

Feng Youzi of Fengshen Peak squinted his eyes, with a strange arc on his face.

As an interpreter of the power of the wind, his perception of the power of the wind is naturally beyond the keenness of ordinary people. He felt a breath of the power of the wind in Qin Feng's body.

However, there is obviously another breath in it.

"What on earth is this kid comprehending?"

Feng Youzi took a deep look at Qin Feng, and secretly figured it out.

"Is it so powerful with my eyes closed? Is this Qin Feng too enchanting?"

"More than just closing his eyes, this guy is clearly in the process of cultivating, and he can hide in the process of cultivating?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Remnant Scorpion is not a weak person. If Qin Feng can ignore the Remnant Scorpion while practicing, how powerful is Qin Feng if he opens his eyes?"

Accompanied by the discussion and shock of the people around, Can Xie's face became more and more evil.

"Damn Qin Feng...Go to hell!"

"boom!"

The blood is 100% excited.

The remnant scorpion at this time was obviously provoked.

He couldn't help but, Qin Feng, who was in a state of cultivation, was an insult to him.

"Cracking crackling!"

The arm waved like a series of firecrackers exploding. The terrible tearing sound became more and more harsh in this space. Then you can clearly see that in this space, the arc of the arm wave appeared, already An astonishing trace was formed.

The opponent's huge fist, like a fireball that exploded in a moment, carried a blood-like light, and the light released its blood soaring to the sky, bursting out quickly.

"Roar!"

On him, an evil phantom appeared madly.

It was a blood-red monster shadow.

This monster is like a tiger but not a tiger, with sharp fangs, blood-red eyes, roaring up to the sky, bloodthirsty air, and rapid spread.

With the appearance of the ghost shadow of this monster, the aura of the remnant scorpion suddenly increased several times again.

Fist waved, strength and speed also increased.

If this punch is blasted past, even a strong man with a half-step mastery will not dare to take it easily.

"It's over, this Qin Feng is really finished this time!"

"Yes, it's a pity!"

The horror of this punch has changed the expressions of all people.