The Dragon from Hell

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Qin Feng felt a heat coming out of his body, as if it was going to burn him to ashes.

White smoke also came out of his body, and the moisture in his body seemed to be constantly evaporating.

But Qin Feng closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth and resisted this purgatory-like test, feeling the pain of his body burning at any time.

Time passed by minute by minute, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, every inch of his bones seemed to be roasted by charcoal, and every movement would cause a pain of breaking.

Even with his breathing, smoke came out of his seven orifices.

And from the second day, it seemed that there were countless hammers in his body, constantly hitting every inch of his bones.

His muscles and bones were being hammered, and he was in so much pain that he could fall apart at any time.

Even if he opened his mouth, he could only gasp for breath, and he couldn't even moan in pain.

One day, two days...

One time, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times...

Qin Feng had forgotten the time, and he was even more unaware of the storm outside.

He just kept running his mind method, condensing the internal energy running around in his body into his dantian, forming a powerful torrent, constantly impacting the last line of defense at his dantian.

At first, this force would be smashed as soon as it rushed over, running around in his body, causing him great pain.

If he wanted to condense it again, he would need to spend a lot of time and run his mind method more than a dozen times.

But gradually, his mind method ran faster and smoother, and the speed at which the force condensed became faster and stronger.

He could feel that the loose state at his dantian had cracked under his repeated impacts.

Then from this crack, it became bigger and bigger!

Two days passed in a flash, and many people were sitting in the living room of the villa.

Chen Chuqing, Gao Yaya, An Jiuxiao, Miao Jin, Wang Dongxiang, Wei Jiaxin and others.

A group of people sat around the coffee table, their expressions solemn, and even the air seemed to be stagnant.

It was less than 24 hours before the final battle, but Qin Feng had never come out since he entered the basement that day.

Time was running out for him.

"Jiuxiao."

Chen Chuqing leaned on the sofa, one hand supporting her tired head, her pretty face full of worry: "You went in to see Qin Feng that day, how was his condition? Was his injury serious?"

"The external injury was nothing, I helped him heal that day, they were all skin injuries, no injuries to the bones. But it's hard to say about the internal injury, his internal energy was very chaotic at the time, and I couldn't help him recover, he could only rely on himself."

An Jiuxiao did not say that Qin Feng wanted to take this opportunity to impact the middle stage of the earth realm, because to say a word, but there were huge risks behind it.

Whether it can be successful in the end depends on Qin Feng's luck.

"The Dragon Lord must make a decision."

At this time, Wang Dongxiang said with a gloomy face: "Whether it is a fight to the death with Gaoqiao Chuanhe or escaping from Nanling, the Dragon Lord must make a decision. We don't have much time."

"That's right." Gao Yaya took over and looked at Chen Chuqing: "You have a special relationship with him, why don't you go in and persuade him. If he wants to leave, our Hengdian will help. This is also what Mr. Dong meant."

Hearing that Hengdian was willing to help escort Qin Feng away, Chen Chuqing's eyelashes trembled, but soon sighed and shook her head: "He won't leave."

Others also understood that Qin Feng's personality was like this. He said he would fight, and he would never be a deserter.

"Then at least go and see the situation-"

Before Gao Yaya finished speaking, there was a loud noise at the door.

—— Bang!

The house shook violently, An Jiuxiao and Miao Jin hurried to protect Chen Chuqing, Gao Yaya, Wang Dongxiang and Wei Jiaxin took a step forward.

In the dust, a dump truck directly crashed through the gate, and then more than a dozen commercial vehicles rushed in directly, while others parked in the yard.

The car door opened, and more than 20 disciples of the Punishment Hall filed in, holding weapons and murderous intent.

They surrounded the villa from front to back with clean movements.

Then, the female disciple named Yue'er appeared, wearing a silk outfit and looking heroic. She walked into the hall with more than a dozen disciples in a high-handed manner.

Gao Yaya frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Ge Yue hugged his arms and glanced at her: "A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of my way."

Wang Dongxiang was furious when he saw this, and stepped forward: "Ge Yue, don't go too far!"

——Pa!

Ge Yue slapped Wang Dongxiang in the face without saying a word.

Her skills cannot be compared with Qin Feng, but after all, she was brought by Han Nanxing as a bodyguard, and she was also an elite of the Punishment Hall, and she was more skilled than Wang Dongxiang.

And because of her identity, Wang Dongxiang would not fight with her casually, so she could only be beaten in vain.

Miao Jin looked gloomy: "You dare to come here and make trouble?"

Wei Jiaxin was furious: "Damn it, don't go too far!"

Several disciples of the Wang and Wei families wanted to fight, but they were quickly knocked down by the disciples of the Punishment Hall, and the knife was on their necks.

Ge Yue glanced at Miao Jin and the others with disdain: "Stop talking nonsense, where is Qin Feng? Call him out!"

Chen Chuqing hurriedly stepped forward to help Wang Dongxiang up. Queen Chen had a strong aura and frowned and asked: "Qin Feng is still healing, what are you looking for him for?"

"Haha, healing? I didn't expect him to be so lucky that he is not dead yet."

Hearing that Qin Feng had not recovered from his injury, Ge Yue was in a good mood, with a smile on his face, looking high and mighty.

"According to Captain Han's order, tomorrow will be the final battle at Fengqi Mountain."

"In order to prevent Qin Feng from running away, from now on, his every move will be under our supervision until the decisive battle tomorrow afternoon."

"So stop talking nonsense and let Qin Feng get out and accept the supervision of the Punishment Hall."

"Otherwise, not only will he be deprived of his position as Dragon Lord, but you will also be punished together!"

She looked around and didn't see Qin Feng, so she shouted: "Qin Feng, get out!"

No one responded to her.

A disciple of the Punishment Hall was so arrogant to the Dragon Lord, Wei Jiaxin was so frustrated.

But the situation was not forgiving, because Qin Feng lost that day and Han Nanxing caught him.

Now everyone else in the Panlong Hall is waiting to see the outcome tomorrow. If Qin Feng dies, then his position as Dragon Lord will naturally no longer exist.

This is why Ge Yue dared to be so arrogant.

Wei Jiaxin gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "The Dragon Lord is not here..."

Ge Yue glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Search for me!"