Ancient True Dragon Art

"What? You are too domineering, but I..."

"Peng!"

At the moment when a disciple uttered a cry of dissatisfaction, one hand suddenly unfolded, the five fingers were clear, and the traces of texture were all hundreds of times that of an ordinary palm.

It traversed the sky in an instant, like a big mountain, and slammed into this disciple's body.

With the sound of fragmentation, this disciple didn't even have a chance to scream, he was directly beaten into pieces of meat.

That disciple who was beaten to pieces of flesh, his strength was in the realm of a half-step mastery, such strength and cultivation level could not even resist the opponent's move?

"This guy should have got some kind of tyrannical jerkiness. Therefore, it is at this time that he has achieved such an amazing degree!"

Qin Feng's face moved slightly and said in a deep voice.

That palm, like the hand of the heavens, is invincible, and it is obviously not an ordinary skill to control the sky.

At this moment, facing this person’s strong posture, for a while, the bodies of the few people present also stiffened. They were able to kill a half-step strong man with a single move. This simple point was enough to deter ten. Fang, facing such a tyrannical person, everyone can only choose to succumb in grief.

"That kid over there, huh... it turned out to be just a small True Spirit Realm waste, get me here!"

This burly person opened and closed his eyes and soon saw Qin Feng in the distance.

"We don't have time to care about this idiot... let's go!"

Jiuyou Yanque urged.

"Ok……"

Qin Feng nodded, and directly chose to ignore it. Before the figure fled, he quickly flew forward.

"Boy...you dare to run!"

This person absolutely did not expect that the half-step psychic powerhouses present did not dare to disobey him, and Qin Feng, a small true spirit realm person who dared to ignore him in this way, suddenly became furious, and suddenly waved a hand. Out.

"Boom Rumble"

In an instant, in the void, a large mountain exploded out of thin air.

Those fingers and five fingers were clear, exuding an aura of Wushuang suppression, hung and moved, suppressing Qin Feng's body fiercely.

"This kid... is really looking for death!"

"Hmph, a small true spirit realm junior can come here, but even if they came here, they don't have this good luck!"

"Yes, such an ant is really looking for death!"

All the people who had sacrificed their treasures obediently showed contempt. In their opinion, this Qin Feng was dead.

Facing the huge palm, Qin Feng's face was slightly cold, but the figure did not evade, and continued to rush towards the front, as if completely ignoring the huge palm.

"boom"

At the moment when everyone thought that Qin Feng was going to die, suddenly, a terrible blood burst out of Qin Feng's body.

The blood qi, like a pillar of blood-colored god, filled the heavens.

A mighty and mighty **** spirit was vented to the extreme.

"roll!"

The sound of thunder appeared out of thin air.

Qin Feng's fist, as if formed by a fall, with the aura of killing and killing, fiercely suppressed the accumulation.

"boom!"

The shadow of the fist flickered, plucking a strong fist mark.

It slammed into the huge handprint of the opponent like a storm.

Amidst the brilliance and brilliance, the entire space, within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, seemed to explode a violent storm, and a terrible storm enveloped...