Ancient True Dragon Art

"not good……"

Qin Feng's face moved slightly.

The palm of his hand waved, and the palm of the broken spirit sword greeted him.

"boom"

But what I didn't expect was that this spirit-breaking sword palm's shot was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The gusts of wind in all directions suddenly made a big impact, and it instantly rushed towards Qin Feng. The speed was so fast that people could not control it. ...

"Storm formation, even I didn't really break through, once I really broke through, this self-improvement is very powerful!"

Stand outside this place.

Feng Canyun's face was dignified, and he said in a deep voice.

"So scary? Brother, can't you break this place with your strength?"

Some juniors couldn't help being curious.

"You all know this storm array, but there are only a few people in our Fengshen Peak who have actually entered... In the storm array, there is the power of wind, and it is wind of different levels. , Lightning, sword wind, mountain wind... many kinds of different, but the wind in this is unpredictable, every time you break through a shackle, there will be new and different winds, which make people hard to defend. Especially among them, the most terrifying thing is not the violent wind..."

A strange look slowly appeared on Feng Canyun's face, which was a lingering expression.

Looking at Qin Feng who was gradually wrapped in wind from all directions again, there was a complex emotion in his heart.

"How can Qin Feng break through if it is so terrifying?"

The disciples then laughed lightly, this voice with a touch of contempt. Although it was not malicious, it was also not optimistic about Qin Feng. After all, their big brother Feng Canyun failed in it.

"That is, I am afraid that Qin Feng won't last long before he will be beaten."

The disciples discussed again.

"Watch it well, don't say much!"

A voice with the breath of wind slowly came from a distance, and then a figure in a cyan robe slowly drifted over.

It is Fengyouzi!

"Master!"

Seeing Fengyouzi's appearance, all the disciples suddenly shouted in salute.

"Master, why did you come in person?"

Seeing Feng Youzi's appearance, Feng Canyun couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Hehe... I also want to see, what is so strange about this kid who was taken aside by us!"

Fengyouzi said with a faint smile.

At this moment, the situation in that venue has suddenly changed.

Numerous violent winds rolled up, carrying a stream of tornadoes, and quickly culled towards Qin Feng...

"This is wind... All power is wind, the purest wind!"

At this moment, within the venue, Qin Feng's face was shocked, and after the palm of the broken spirit sword was shot, this endless wind had formed.

Moreover, the most amazing thing is that in this space, except for the wind, the energy of other attributes seems to have been drawn away, not occupying a trace at all.

"boom"

A violent tornado set off endless tears, turned into a dragon shape, and swept towards Qin Feng fiercely.

The terrifying aura would definitely be shocked if the other martial artists were to confront it, but Qin Feng's face was only slightly surprised, and then it became indifferent.

At first, in the desert of death.

Qin Feng used to face tornadoes formed by wind and sand, and he had long been used to it, and by watching the tornadoes in the Great Desert of Death, he realized his own swordsmanship in the desert and wild sand.