Ancient True Dragon Art

However, the momentum that Qin Feng exudes made him feel relieved again.

"Chang!"

A curved sword appeared in the opponent's hand, with a murderous breath:

"Junior, it turns out that it's just a junior of the five-layer True Spirit Realm. Go and die!"

Bending sword rolled up a violent storm, and the ferocious sword aura instantly cut towards Qin Feng's body with an arc like a waning moon.

"Humph……"

Qin Feng let out a cold snort in his mouth, his palm moved slightly, his fingers flicked slightly, and a lightning blade appeared in an instant.

"boom"

The huge lightning blade flickered, directly smashing the opponent's waning moon-like sword energy. Although it consumed a certain amount of power, this lightning blade was only half its original size, but it still smashed towards the opponent's flesh with undiminished strength. .

"puff……"

The thunder blade with the aura of the evil and the devil slammed the opponent against the rock wall behind the opponent, forming a terrible mark on it.

"Cough cough cough..."

The cultivator of this magic path could not help but let out a painful cough, and blood sprayed, but the expression in his eyes had become extremely shocked:

"how is this possible?"

"Om"

Qin Feng was no longer talking nonsense with him, and the evil-breaking eyes between his foreheads were suddenly released, but this time, what was released was the power in his evil-breaking eyes that was fused with the magic seal.

This power, mixed with mysterious silver light, seemed to be a mark, shrouded quickly.

Obviously, Qin Feng intends to give it a try, what is the effect of this fusion power.

"Huh"

In Qin Feng's slightly startled eyes.

The next moment, the magical path cultivator who was locked in by the power, his eyes quickly became dull, and then, looking at Qin Feng blankly, there was a strong worship in those wooden eyes, except for this. There is only dullness and dullness outside.

"worship?"

Qin Feng's heart moved slightly, as if he had grasped something.

The incomplete rune in his body, after fusing the magic mark of the curse, the power he carried gave him a new idea.

"Curse... this is not the power of curses, but the power of deceit, this guy seems to be controlled by me!"

Qin Feng opened his eyes, looked at the man carefully, and shouted in a low voice:

"Punch!"

"boom!"

Sure enough, the other party didn't hesitate, and punched directly into the void.

"Left!"

"call……"

For a time, the other party did not hesitate to execute the instructions given by Qin Feng, as if he were a loyal puppet.

"This power is too strong!"

With the speeding up of his control, after Qin Feng's experiment, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The power of deceiving, in martial arts, although it is not the right way, but in this Tianwu continent, almost most of the sects will have the techniques and skills of charm and confusion.

Therefore, although many sects do not like this kind of charm and deception, they do not reject it.

However, Qin Feng felt that the mysterious silver light contained in his own eyes of breaking evil, although it also had the power to confuse the opponent, it seemed more profound and mysterious.

At least, he hadn't heard of any **** that could make a person follow himself so easily.

"The strength of this silver light is almost a monster!"

Qin Feng said in his mouth.

Then he looked at each other again and asked faintly:

"Speak your identity, why are you here?"