Ancient True Dragon Art

"laugh"

Powerful sword light gathered.

Qin Feng won't be forgiving!

The body leaned forward again, like a huge long dragon, the thunder and lightning around his body continued to boil, and the palms waved again and again.

The iron lion at this time was not only shocked, but also in fear.

The Qin Feng in front of him surpassed his original cognition.

Originally, he thought that although Qin Feng had lost his dignity at the Qingfeng small meeting, it was only an accident. The opponent's Sixth Layer of True Spirit Realm faced his own shot, and I was afraid that his own hand would be enough to kill the opponent in seconds. Degree.

Definitely did not expect that Qin Feng waved his palm and knocked himself into the air. This was truly incredible.

Of course, if he knew that Qin Feng had killed two horrible dragon slaves in the Little Dragon King Villa at the beginning, then he would not be so entangled. Each of the two dragon slaves has the powerful strength of the nine realm of true spirits. Besides, that was before.

The current Qin Feng is even more vigorous, and the terrifying effect of the broken spirit sword palm has repeatedly evaded the opponent.

"Go away... the Golden Jade King Fist!"

Two huge golden and jade colored fists, like stars and rain, struck out quickly, trying to fly Qin Fengzhen away.

"Humph!"

Qin Feng let out a cold snort, his face unchanged.

The whole person is like a sword drawn out of its sheath, full of sharp edge, wherever he goes, an awe-inspiring sword intent is invincible, unparalleled in the world!

"Sword intent? You have not only realized the fist intent, but also in the sword intent?!"

The iron lion is going crazy, the young man in front of him who was regarded as an ant has realized two moods at the same time. How is this possible?

"boom"

In the next moment, his two fists were instantly shredded by Qin Feng's Spirit-breaking sword palm, and his sword energy remained undiminished.

"puff"

Along with the spray of blood, this iron lion already felt that his body seemed to have been hit hard, and the powerful pain made him almost crazy.

Under the intense pain, the iron lion at this time has completely lost his fighting spirit. Qin Feng's shot, even ignoring his body protection innocence, instantly shattered, what kind of martial arts is this?

"dead!"

Hands gathered.

Qin Feng looked at each other blankly.

"No... Qin Feng, you can't kill me. I am the descendant of the Divine Body Sect. If you kill me, my sect will not let you go!"

However, these words clearly did not bind Qin Feng in the slightest, and even made the killing aura in Qin Feng's eyes more clear and rich.

"dead"

It was another ‘death’, but this time, Qin Feng’s tone became firmer, and he waved his palm, breaking the spirit-breaking sword palm to instantly smash his body protector innocent energy.

The body protection of the Jinyu magical skill carried the golden jade brilliance, and the shattered light spots floated like snowflakes, while a palm print containing the intent of a sword smashed straight down.

Feeling the aura, sharp and sharp, tearing through the sky, the Iron Lion was really scared at this moment, and even for Qin Feng, he became more and more scared.

"Retain people!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came out. This voice caused Qin Feng's brows to move slightly, and his palms stopped a little.

Immediately, a petite figure slashed across. At this moment when Qin Feng stopped, it suddenly appeared in front of the iron lion. In the next moment, the opponent's fist swept like a meteor, and Qin Feng broke. The spirit sword palms collided together.