Ancient Dragon Spell

"Shua"

palm waving.

Broken spirit sword palm quickly cut through the sky, one after another of the simple handprints, with endless desolate breath, quickly twisted up.

"Not good!"

Sikong Jiuzhi's face changed greatly, only felt his body suddenly stiff. At the next moment, the whole human soul began to tremble.

"What?"

In an instant, a strong horizontal wave was set off.

Between Qin Feng's eyes, a strange light, suddenly open and close constantly.

Brush

"Eyes of purgatory!"

However, when he really reacted, Qin Feng suddenly appeared in front of him.

Feeling the change of Qin Feng's breath, the face of Sikong's nine fingers at this time began to move slightly, and the feeling in his heart was not good.

"What?"

Suddenly, Qin Feng disappeared in front of each other

"Shua..."

If the battle goes on for a long time, it will be disadvantageous to Qinfeng itself.

At this time, he had already planned to fight and make a quick decision. In front of him, the nine fingers of Sikong came out in endlessly. It can be said that each move of the opponent's fingering is quite different, but all of them are full of shocking destructive power.

Qin Feng's eyes twinkled with boundless divine light.

"Quick battle, quick decision!"

This wave, send out, even let the soul feel the shiver.

Controlling the reincarnation finger, Sikong's nine fingers at this moment clearly did not leave any means. He tried his best to kill him. That gray finger was even more able to control a burst of general, groundbreaking, and mysterious wave.

"Die!"

A gray finger, as if from the abyss in general, exudes boundless majesty, between the ages, the Supreme God.

One finger moves again.

"Reincarnation!"

Mietian's command sprinkles and moves, like a dragon Python burst, quickly tearing the past, instantly crushing all the energy fragments into pieces.

"Go away!"

Suddenly before, Sikong Jiuzhi reacted. He saw the mysterious Rune behind Qin Feng. The chill between his eyes suddenly became clearer. This time, he was more angry.

"The power of the battle mark of the wind!"

Feeling the sharp breath coming from the opposite side, the face of Sikong's nine fingers changed slightly. I didn't expect that Qin Feng's broken spirit sword palm had such power.

"What?"

Qin Feng's broken spirit sword palm was smashed by Sheng Sheng. However, Qin Feng's face did not change in the slightest. In the process of the palm seal, the torn broken spirit sword palm didn't disappear completely. Instead, it turned into countless pieces and directly burst into the other side again.

With the destruction of the sky refers to the bombardment, suddenly, endless fragmentation marks began to generate.

"Boom"

looking at the simple display cabinet, Sikong Jiuzhi's face showed a trace of disdain, and the sky destroying finger was even more rapid towards the Qin wind.

"Give it to me - broken!"

This broken spirit sword palm integrates the power of the battle mark of Qin Feng. When it is used, it can be said that it has reached an extreme. Although the skill is only at the level of ground level due to excessive fragility, it is still powerful under the blessing of the battle mark of wind.

Everywhere, all scraped up a layer of thick traces.

Sikong Jiuzhi's heart is shocked. At this moment, he has felt something wrong, but everything is already late!

"Death Wind and thunder blade

A cold voice as death, quickly across in front of him.