The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng was seen walking in the purple poisonous fog, as if he was in an empty space, with a calm expression.

Miao Yuanzheng and the other two had their pupils trembled. As Qin Feng gradually approached, they were forced to retreat by a strong sense of oppression.

Qin Feng walked leisurely, waved the long sword in his hand, and the poisonous fog in front of him dissipated inch by inch.

Looking at Qin Feng himself, he was unharmed!

The three frowned, and their internal energy fluctuated rapidly. The tattoos on their necks glowed slightly under the influence of the internal energy.

With the three of them as the center, the purple poisonous fog was so thick that it could not be seen by the naked eye. The huge purple cover completely enveloped Qin Feng.

Not to mention people, even if a group of elephants were enveloped in such a thick poisonous fog, they would probably be corroded cleanly in an instant.

But people outside the poisonous fog could clearly see a faint golden figure walking in the poisonous fog.

As he walked, the sword energy was swaying, leaving sword marks in the purple air.

The poisonous fog that he dispersed with the sword energy could never gather together again!

"This, this is impossible!"

Miao Shi's lips trembled slightly, and her voice was trembling as she looked at the poisonous fog cover of more than 20 square meters in front of her.

She couldn't believe her eyes, and she couldn't believe that someone could walk freely in the poisonous fog so freely!

They were the top three masters of the Medicine King Valley, and her father was one of them!

In the Medicine King Valley, the inheritance of the Valley Master has never been blood, but who is more capable.

Those who can become the Valley Master are those who have refined the most difficult poison in that generation!

With the assistance of the third uncle and the sixth uncle, even a master at the peak of the Earth Realm should have lost a layer of skin in such a poisonous fog.

But why is Qin Feng unscathed!

She stared at the pale golden figure in disbelief, and suddenly realized: Yaowang Valley had never fought with people at the peak of the Earth Realm. Could it be that the gap between the peak of the Earth Realm and those below was really that big?

Miao Yuanzheng had the same idea as her. He kept playing the bone flute, but his mind was already a little uncertain.

He was slowly retreating, his eyes fixed on the figure in the poisonous fog.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his retreating speed was the same as Qin Feng's forward speed, and the two sides should have kept a distance of not far or close, but the figure was getting closer and closer to him.

But he couldn't relax now, he could only keep urging the bone flute to release more extreme poisonous fog and cooperate with his third uncle and sixth uncle next to him.

Once their formation was dispersed, this huge poisonous fog would disappear, and at that time they would not be Qin Feng's opponents in terms of force.

Fortunately, although Qin Feng seemed to be unaffected by the poisonous fog, he did not rush out, indicating that the poisonous fog still had some obstacles for him.

As long as he could be restrained temporarily...

"What!"

The people in the poisonous fog seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and the next moment, a sharp sword energy completely shattered his thoughts.

A sword came from the west, illuminating thousands of states.

The sword energy was crisscrossing, and the sword swept the world!

In the blink of an eye, Miao Yuanzheng's hair stood on end, and for a moment, all the dead souls were surging.

The breath of death was approaching him quickly, and he knew that he could not blow it any further.

As soon as the idea of ​​dodging arose, a figure appeared from the poisonous fog.

The thick poisonous fog pulled out a series of gauze behind Qin Feng, like a pair of hands ready to keep him, and finally dissipated in the air, leaving only helplessness.

"Father!"

With Miao Shi's exclamation, Qin Feng's figure had appeared outside the poisonous fog.

His face was cold, and the sword in his hand was sharp: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it... You are a piece of trash, even if you fight three, you have no chance of winning!"

The cold light of the sword was like a blizzard falling from the sky, instantly covering the entire sky above Miao Yuanzheng's head.

Qin Feng held the long sword, but did not slash it down immediately.

He looked at Miao Yuanzheng's terrified face, and the ordinary people who were used as test subjects by Yaowang Valley came to his mind.

Even if that escape was just a test of the ancient medical school by Yaowang Valley, it also proved that Yaowang Valley was indeed doing human experiments.

Yaowang Valley, as the name suggests, should be a place to save the world.

Unfortunately, it was just this group of people who failed the reputation of the King of Medicine and turned the inheritance they mastered into a death warrant for ordinary people.

For the so-called immortality, they cut off the way of life for others.

Qin Feng didn't know whether their behavior was tolerated by martial arts or heaven, but he didn't tolerate it.

"No! Stop! Stop now!"

Miao Shi watched Qin Feng soar into the air, his sword intent condensed in his body, making him lookIt was like a sharp sword.

For some reason, she had already smelled the breath of death.

So she got up from where she was and tried desperately to rush over to stop Qin Feng, but it was too late.

Qin Feng looked at Miao Yuanzheng's face and said coldly: "This sword has no name, but it is used to avenge those innocent people who died. It doesn't need a name, just your life is enough."

Then, Qin Feng used his mind to drive the sword energy down...

At that moment, everyone present seemed to see a rainstorm falling.

The snow-white sword light flickered, like a heavy snow that could fall to the end of the world, falling one after another.

Miao Yuanzheng widened his eyes and did not intend to sit and wait for death, but quickly urged his internal force and ran away frantically.

It's a pity that Qin Feng was safe and sound under his poison formation.

Now without the blessing of the poison formation, how can a poison master in the late stage of the earth realm compare with a warrior at the peak of the earth realm?

"Kill."

Qin Feng uttered a word faintly, and a heavy snowstorm fell from the sky, and the ground made a destructive rumble.

"Don't!" Miao Shi looked at the position where her father was standing, which was almost submerged by the white light, and her eyes were about to burst.

However, what responded to her was the sword energy that was tilted down, and the rumble of the ground, like thunder, like a landslide, like thousands of troops rushing to one place.

After the white light flashed, the figure of Miao Yuanzheng was seen again. He was standing in the original position, maintaining the original posture and looking up at Qin Feng.

That straight look, as if nothing had happened just now.

Miao Shi was stunned, and for a moment she had some doubts, suspecting that Qin Feng was just bluffing just now.

But the next second, she knew she was wrong.

Miao Yuanzheng's body suddenly knelt down, and his face was full of disbelief.

From a distance, he saw his body suddenly tremble, and then blood gushed out like a fountain!

His entire body was pierced through by Qin Feng's hundreds of sword energies!