Ancient True Dragon Art

"boom……"

At this moment, at the moment when everyone thought that Qin Feng was dead, a force of extreme horror suddenly burst out.

"Om..."

Void shocks.

The sky has changed.

All the energy seemed to be constrained by a mysterious force, and suddenly stopped.

Space, time, golden dragon, boundless sword aura, terrible handprint... everything, unexpectedly, there was a short pause.

Not only that, in this range of tens of thousands of meters, the bodies of all the strong, clearly felt a kind of stiffness, trembling of mind, reversal of true qi, and tumbling of blood, as if at this moment, the body is completely out of control. Almost to worship...

"laugh"

A figure, blood-stained all over, like a mad demon.

Suddenly from the energy of this pause, an impact came out, instantly piercing the sky, flying out crazy in one direction, the whole person carrying blood, forming a blood mark in the void, the speed is like lightning.

Qin Feng!

Qin Feng turned out to be killed?

He actually escaped from the heavens during the bombardment of these three emperors?

how is this possible? This is totally impossible!

At this moment, everyone was very boiling, their eyes rounded, even the beautiful eyes of Fan Fengyi showed an unbelievable look, even if the pretty face was covered by the tulle at this time, it still couldn't cover it. A shock.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi"

The sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and the awe-inspiring sword aura directly forms a galaxy, the galaxy is reversed, and the sword aura has increased more than ten times compared with just now.

"Swordsmanship! How is it possible? This is clearly the power of swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, a strong man yelled in astonishment.

"Pumpy!"

Accompanied by the sound of astonishment appeared.

The power of the three royal-level powerhouses broke the original solidification state again and appeared fiercely.

The three energies pierced fiercely with the roar of the three emperors, like three sharp streams of light. At the moment of pause, they flowed again, chasing and killing Qin Feng frantically.

Swordsmanship!

It turned out to be a sword!

At this moment, apart from shocking the powers, there was no uncertainty. If Qin Feng did not die, he would be destined to become a sword master in the future.

A great master-level figure, his achievements since then are enough to win nine heavens and ten places.

Potential!

That is a powerful comprehension that can be met but cannot be sought. It is a kind of ultimate power that can be realized on a certain martial art road, and there are many benefits in it.

A piece of grass can cut off nine stars!

A particle of flying dust can shatter a galaxy!

With one look, you can see through the shackles endlessly!

This is the power of momentum.

Qin Feng at this moment, although only developed a part of the power of the sword, only comprehended the basic point of the sword, but that is a real sword!

"This guy must die!"

The Star Sword Emperor was jealous and went crazy.

He is a master of swordsmanship, who has comprehended sword intent for many years, but it is absolutely difficult and dangerous to realize sword power, so far he has not realized the aura of sword power.

However, now, the thin young man in front of him not only escaped from the hands of the three emperors, but even realized the sword power. This is not just a problem of face beating, it is a great threat.

"Boom Rumble"

The three powerhouses joined forces and slashed towards Qin Feng fiercely, trying to kill this guy in the bud.

"Om"

Feeling the crackling cracks and blasting noises around him, Qin Feng's face was slightly cold. At this moment, he already felt that the terrible injuries he received on his body had affected his own strength.

"open!"

The heart growled in a low voice.

Suddenly, in the middle of the eyebrows, a dazzling hurry like a drop of water suddenly exploded.

That is Qin Feng's newly discovered bloodline power.

"boom"

As the golden light burst, Qin Feng's whole body seemed to be infused with infinite power. Behind him, a rune flickered, flowing like wind, and even more sharp.

It is the battle mark of the wind.

In an instant, as the power of the blood in this body injected into the battle mark of the wind, Qin Feng's body paused slightly, and the next moment, it suddenly disappeared in its place...