Ancient True Dragon Art

Looking at the young man in front of him, with his domineering posture, his crazy aura, his caring look... everything, Lieyan's heart couldn't help but began to tremble fiercely.

Slowly.

Qin Feng's body turned around.

However, when he turned to face the nine fingers of Sagong, the aura on his body changed drastically, as if a divine sword that had sealed the ages was suddenly unsheathed. At this moment, the tearing aura broke out completely. Out.

Those eyes are so fierce and crazy, like a magic sword with no emotion, except for madness, only madness.

That icy breath, even this Sikong Nine Fingers couldn't help but trembled in his heart.

This is a pair of amazing eyes.

However, facing such a look, Sikong Jiuzhi's heart trembled slightly at the beginning, but it was quickly replaced by boundless anger:

"Qin Feng... last time you didn't die, it seems that your luck is really good, you can survive in that desperate place, but this time, I will let you know what despair is, and I will completely The suppression, tearing your body, suppressing your soul!"

The words of Sikong nine fingers slowly fell.

At this moment, from his body, a monstrous arrogance has slowly spread, and then, in this space, a vast sea-like oppressive force has quickly formed.

At this moment, the blond young man could obviously move, feeling the terrifying aura that was as profound as the sea, this guy immediately picked up the black lion on his shoulders, and quietly came to Lieyan's side:

"Don't you worry about this guy hanging up?"

Lieyan glanced at the blond young man, her pair of beautiful eyes became a little weird, as if she felt something general, but finally slowly said in her mouth:

"This guy...no one is more arrogant than him, but...he has never really failed!"

Sure enough, as Lieyan's words fell, an icy voice cut through the sky:

"Then you try..."

"Wind Sacred Finger!"

Along with the fall of Qin Feng's voice, there was a long roar suddenly, like a huge wave, suddenly passing through the void, with the transmission of this sound, the tearing sound was also quickly urged out.

"laugh"

That finger, like a sacred pillar, shimmered and moved brightly.

Between the fingers, there is an infinite artistic conception of wind power.

Behind the nine fingers of Sagong, an ancient figure of an old man was slowly born, and just like him, one finger burst out of the sky.

"boom"

The two forms are united and directly emerge.

"laugh"

Qin Feng's face remained unchanged, his palms moved quickly while his eyes were cold.

Suddenly, behind him, a series of sharp edges began to circulate quickly, with the palm of his hand under his control, and the palm of the broken spirit sword quickly merged into it.

"Om"

In an instant, countless blades began to rush towards the opposite side.

In the horrified eyes of Sikong Nine Fingers, in an instant, the terrifying sharpness of the soul-breaking sword palm directly shredded his Feng Sage Finger.

Not only that, but even the remaining prestige remained undiminished, and continued to linger on the body of Sagong's nine fingers.

"what?!"

Sikong Jiuzhi's face suddenly changed.

I didn’t expect that Qin Feng’s wind finger would be broken so easily, even though Qin Feng at this time reached the nine levels of True Spirit Realm cultivation base, it was much stronger than when the two battled last time. , However, it is impossible to be so tyrannical.