Ancient True Dragon Art

"I will keep this Sovereign Rod!"

Qin Feng waved his palm.

Suddenly, the scepter of Yun Tianzheng had already let out a wailing sound.

"This kid... really dare to do this?!"

Everyone was frightened. At this time, they had a new understanding of Qin Feng. This guy is a lunatic!

madman!

Absolute lunatic!

"This guy is really crazy! Crazy! That's Yun Tianteng's own brother! The protector of the royal disciple!"

Everyone's pupils stretched and contracted rapidly, and they looked at everything in front of them unbelievably.

Crazy!

Completely crazy!

"Damn it!"

The vitality is boiling.

Endless energy gathering.

Yun Tianzheng's body is like an immortal body. With the gathering of vitality, all his injuries immediately recovered.

However, Qin Feng at this time is not forgiving!

The dragon walks the tiger step, just like the ascetic monk walking in the world.

Before waving his hand, there was a fist mark like a falling star.

"boom!"

Blood bursts.

The crystal clear blood drops all over the sky.

The terrifying blood beads, each with extraordinary blasting power, carries great power.

"clang!"

The Sovereign Scepter waved quickly.

Yun Tianzheng is making the final struggle.

"come on!"

Palms swayed.

Just like a hand of heaven.

The energy of the majestic atmosphere directly hit Feiwu.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by bursts of sound like the friction of ancient weapons, echoed.

The Sovereign Scepter was no longer able to struggle, and was fisted by Qin Feng.

After that, the palm was held tightly.

"Roar"

The ancient roar began to explode crazily.

The Sovereign Scepter obviously felt that he was changing hands, and he was struggling quickly.

"Give me-set!"

Mo Da's majesty and impressive shot.

A ray of dragon power in the body agitated.

Even if this is a magical tool, there is already a ray of magical power, but at this time, facing the terrible dragon, it is still unable to resist, as the waves of dragons suppress it.

Finally, the Sovereign Rod was restrained by Qin Feng amidst the wailing sound.

"Humph!"

When I saw the moment when Qin Feng had obtained this sovereign rod.

The Sect Master of Shen Huang Sect, his face was so ugly, how ugly.

Far away, the emperor above the ancient throne Yun Tianteng, his eyes were already narrowed, and endless cold light appeared.

Obviously, Yun Tianteng was even more furious at this time.

"Return my sovereign rod!"

The sovereign rod was looted, and for a while, Yun Tianzheng became completely mad.

His hands were like dragon claws dancing wildly, and he was madly blasted with energy like a countercurrent.

"Pumpy!"

Wandering between leisurely courts.

Qin Feng fisted to meet!

Although his fist contains fist intent and is powerful and comprehensive, it is not his fist and intent that really play a key role, but the blessing of the nine dragon scales.

The fusion and blessing of ten times the power is enough to win the sky, even the strong of the god-passing realm dare not easily confront it.

Although Yun Tianzheng's aptitude is rare and hard to find for thousands of years, he is proud and arrogant. From the very beginning, he underestimated Qin Feng and lacked the strong heart that a strong man should have.

There was no obstacle in every battle. Even from birth to encountering Qin Feng, it was smooth sailing. This is exactly the case. Even if he has the best aptitude, he still meets the real strong. Will lose.

"Lingwu bombing!"

Countless energy **** suddenly gathered.