Ancient True Dragon Art

Qin Feng's face changed slightly amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves. Unexpectedly, there was a strange wave in the opponent's move, which could shake his mind. However, for him, there was no shaking at all. influences.

"laugh……"

When the figure does not dodge or avoid, the shining flower circulates quickly, the palm of the hand turns into the palm of the sword, and it is quickly set off.

Soul Breaking Sword Palm!

The ghost wolf old man who had played the ghost wolf claws could already foresee the situation of Qin Feng being dismembered at this moment, and the expression on his face became smirk.

But soon, his smirk was replaced by consternation.

The next moment, a horrible feeling filled the whole body, and even the hairs all over his body began to stand up. This feeling made the ghost wolf old man without even thinking about it, so he chose to hurriedly walk behind him.

But everything is too late.

With the appearance of Qin Feng’s Po Ling sword palm, in an instant, that simple palm print, flashing like a sword light, directly smashed two ghost wolf claws, not to mention, it was speeding towards the ghost wolf old man. .

"laugh"

With the sound of tearing flesh and blood spreading, blood flowed to the extreme.

"what?!"

The scorpion widow who was watching from a distance shook her body severely, and Qiao's face showed a look of astonishment. The young man whom she regarded as weak and involuntary, had such a strength. During the two shots, Qin The wind almost suppressed the opponent with one move.

"Roar"

The old man ghost wolf made a screaming scream, his body, under the slash of the soul-breaking sword palm, his legs were instantly cut off.

"How is it possible? Impossible!"

Looking at Qin Feng, the ghost wolf old man still couldn't believe that he was a world-class powerhouse with five levels of the gods, how could he be injured so easily by a junior, and it was almost a spike.

"nothing is impossible……"

As Qin Feng's fingers moved slightly, another arc began to flow.

"No...Qin Feng... we can make a discussion, the old man don't need the Scarlet Sky Sword, let it go to you... we can totally...?"

"laugh……"

Qin Feng didn't give the other party a chance to speak again, and a circle of thunder arcs fiercely burst out above his fingers.

In the next moment, the body of the old man ghost wolf had turned into a pitch-black piece. Under the shroud and cover of this thunder and lightning, the opponent could not survive at all.

For this person, Qin Feng was not interested in any more nonsense, and he clearly summarized it through the battle with Ouyang Shentu and Wang Ding.

The reason why cutting grass does not eliminate roots.

"Beauty Sister, you seem to have been watching long enough..."

Randomly took out a storage ring on this ghost wolf old man, and after throwing it into his own silver soul ring, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, with a slight smile, pointing at one The direction said with a smile.

"Gluck... I didn't expect that the little brother turned out to be a master, it really shocked my sister..."

Accompanied by a burst of coquettish laughter, a hot beautiful shadow also slowly walked out.

He was wearing a red dress with a faint smile on his pretty face. The perfect figure was enough to make ninety-nine percent of men be moved by it.

This person is not a scorpion widow, who else is it.

"Little brother..."

For this title, a black line appeared on Qin Feng's face. How to listen to it, this title has a strange feeling.