Ancient True Dragon Art

"boom"

The figure flickered, Qin Feng was fleeting, he possessed the dazzling physique, enough to shuttle out in an instant, even if he was traumatized, he still couldn't change his speed increase...

And at this time, Jin Zhanshan and others had already left quietly. Their departure this time was not for fear of being timid, but for fear of becoming a burden to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng is a person who values ​​loyalty and cherishes his friends. Jin Zhanshan and others know very well that if he and others are caught and threatened by this, Qin Feng is likely to be persecuted, and they will be sinners by then.

And this is why Qin Feng let Jin Zhanshan and the others leave in the first place...

"Boom!"

Above the void, all kinds of energy appeared frantically.

A huge palm tore apart ten directions and photographed fiercely, like an ancient sacred mountain, full of power.

The sword is moving and screaming, and the river of sword aura is endless.

Sword energy, domineering nine heavens and ten earth!

These energies were densely packed and gathered together to form a dense and large net, which quickly entangled Qin Feng's body.

"Humph"

Facing these people's shots, Qin Feng's expression was gloomy, and killing intent shot in his eyes.

At his speed, he can naturally escape very far, but in this space, more and more people are chasing him, almost endlessly emerging.

No matter how fast he is, he can't stand the joint effort of this group of people.

"Peng!"

The fist turned into a rain of stars.

Moving with the boundless golden light of the atmosphere, killing and killing.

This punch, as if even the air was punched through, quickly hit the closest Wu Xiu.

The terrible fist spirit circulated with fist marks, instantly beating this disciple's body into a rain of blood.

"Go to hell, Qin Feng!"

A sword mark was formed, and in the sword aura, a master swordsman began to shoot.

The long sword is not as elegant and fast as this long sword, but it has the majestic atmosphere of opening and closing, and it pays attention to a kind of strength and momentum.

In an instant, it was enough to kill Shifang.

"You deserve a sword too!"

Feeling the aura of the long sword, Qin Feng shouted, and the golden sword suddenly shot.

Silent Blade!

A silent sword aura came out vertically and horizontally.

"Pouch"

Suddenly, the opponent's sword aura was shattered into nothingness, but Qin Feng's sword aura never weakened the offensive. In front of that powerful sword intent, the opponent's swordsmanship did not need to be looked at.

After comprehending the sword intent, it means that he has a new understanding of swordsmanship. Although this swordsman is not weak, he has a good understanding of swordsmanship, but he still has no understanding. The root of Jianyi was naturally restrained by Qin Fengsheng.

"boom!"

The power of a magnetic element suddenly evolved into a boundless divine blade.

"Qin Feng...you are dead!"

The spiteful voice kept surging.

The person who shot was the little Wuhuang Tianguzi of the Xuankong Mountain.

During the fight, Gu Zi was injured by Qin Feng on this day, but it was only a slight adjustment, and Gu Zi was chased and killed again on this day.

"roll--!"

Qin Feng's eyes opened and closed.

At this time, he cast the eyes of purgatory again.

In the eyes, the silver awns flowed, scarlet flashing.

In the surging of two kinds of strange brilliance, the ancient child of the sky was shrouded in an instant.

"not good!"

Feeling the change in Qin Feng's eyes, Tian Guzi's heart was suddenly shocked, only feeling a violent tremor of his own soul.