Chapter 1732: What kind of weapon is this?

"Not good, the formation will be broken, Qin brother, you must go first."
Yang Botian was aware of the loosening of the formation, and he had no reservation for a while. He went crazy and launched a white attack.
Qin Feng naturally will not leave him alone to leave, the hand quickly into the Lingshi into the seal, thrown around the array.
As the flag and the spirit stone fell, the light from the four sides of the sky was brighter, and the second offensive of Bai Zhanfei fell. He was weak after the original injury, and it could be sent through the huge bronze bell. Even more fierce than the peak state.
Rumble!
The huge movement is like a major earthquake. The land under the foot of Qin Feng swayed violently, causing some people to stand still. And the five-level hurdles broke a hole directly, and Bai Zhanfei slammed his body and rushed out, but he was beaten back by a series of offensives by Yang Botian.
"Qin Laodi, it’s too late to leave." Yang Botian yelled.
Qin Feng was shocked. He didn't expect the five-level sleepy to be broken, and it was only a fragrant time. He immediately put away the messy thoughts, and threw all the hundreds of pieces of the refining spirits out. A strange wave of energy came and the broken array was completely repaired.
"The little grandson named Qin, you wait for the old man, after I go out, the first one will destroy you!"
Seeing the pattern that was broken before it was repaired, the look of Bai Zhanfei was stunned. He once again crossed the bronze clock in front of him. The real element surged out of the body, as if forming a substantial aerosol, in his body. Flying dragonfly.
Bang!
The aerosols suddenly condensed, and all of them were shot into the bronze bell. A loud blast exploded, and the sound seemed to be expanded dozens of times by the bronze bell, and it reverberated at high altitude.
This time, the five-level hurdles completely collapsed, and the fierce real yuan did not stop, like the flooding beasts who broke free from the cage and rushed to Qin Feng. The look of the sheep is greatly changed, and the flying body is in front of Qin Feng. Only a few punches that he shot are instantly broken, and the whole person flies out.
Bang!
The explosion continued, Qin Feng was about to retreat, and Yu Bo was flying high, and when he was not landing, he spit a lot of blood.
Bai Zhanfei’s laughter came out. He had already broken away from the shackles of the five-level hurdle, but he did not rush to kill the sheep, and did not catch Qin Feng. It was not his sudden conscience, but the one that was just consumed. There is only a little bit of real money in the body, and now Bai Zhanfei is the same as ordinary people.
"The grandson of the surname Qin, who is trapped in the five levels of the district, is really naive."
"There is also the old thief of the sheep, you can be safe and stable when you are the city of the flower city, but I don’t know how to find the red flower hall. Today is your death..."
Baizhan Frisbee sat on the ground, while recovering the real yuan, while talking about arrogant words.
The blow that he had just broken through the formation was fierce. In order to save Qin Feng, Yang Botian almost blocked all the offensives. At this time, he fell into a huge pit and died. Although Qin Feng was only hit by Yu Bo, but it was not hurt, after all, he is now only the Buddha and the light, and it is the full blow of the real spirit.
The two sides had no movement for a while, as if they were tired of the intermission, but Qin Feng knew that it was the last chance for him and Ye Botian to survive. If Bai Zhanfei resumed the real yuan, he would almost never kill him. possible.
Qin Fengqiang sat up with his body and began to refine the flag and the spirit stone. This scene fell in the eyes of Bai Zhanfei and could not help but laugh.
Bai Zhanfei was even too lazy to take care of Qin Feng, and he was completely deployed by him. He believed that Qin Feng had only one level five, and he was still from the Lizhou auction. As for Qin Feng’s own lineup, where can he go? Even if he arranged for four levels of trouble, Bai Zhanfei believes that after he recovers from the real yuan, he can shoot the four-level array.
Yang Botian did not die, but even the voice of his speech was very weak. When he saw Qin Feng’s move, he felt helpless in his heart.
"Qin Laodi, the real yuan surnamed Bai is exhausted, you take this opportunity to leave quickly, leave me alone, the general array of methods has an effect on him."
Qin Feng did not answer the sheep, and now the time is urgent, he must hurry every minute. But after hearing the voice of the sheep, his hanging heart relaxed.
While recovering the real yuan, while constantly refining the flag, seeing the time of a fragrant incense, Yang Botian suddenly sighed: "Hey! Anyway, can die with the Qin brother on the same day, but it is no regret."

When he finished speaking, Bai Zhanfei suddenly laughed. It turned out that he really recovered some of his true yuan. Even though he was worse than the peak of the mountain, he was enough to kill Qin Feng and Yang Botian.
The gusty winds bulged, and Qin Feng’s current realm did not see how it happened. A death crisis shrouded him. Qin Feng didn't want to think about it. With a big hand wave, dozens of flags and hundreds of spirits fell like flowers.
Hey!
A burst of strange energy fluctuations, four curtain walls appeared in an instant, but compared to the previous five-level sleepy, this new wall looked too weak, but also trapped Bai Zhan.
"Hey? I didn't expect your kid to really be able to arrange the four-stage array, but I have already said that the four-stage array is in my eyes."
Bai Zhanfei's look changed a bit. Although his surface seemed calm, there was a storm in his heart. It is necessary to know that the masters of the North Shazhou are even rarer than the alchemists. It is rare to see the monks who can arrange the four-level array. Qin Feng is only thirty. It is really incredible to arrange the four-level array.
The sheep is also amazed, but soon reveals the lost look, the fourth-level array is more trapped in the Buddha's light monk, and the real spirit is as good as nothing.
The loud noise has already exploded, and Bai Zhanfei once again sacrificed a high bronze bell. When one palm was shot, the real element seemed to be enhanced several times, and the four-level sleepy smash was instantly smashed.
At this time, Qin Feng’s offensive has also fallen.
He did not use to provoke an internal gas attack, holding a strange weapon in his hand, at least for the first time to see this kind of thing in the eyes of Bai Zhanfei, the knife is not like a knife, the sword is not like a sword...
It is this thing that looks like four, and the attack is fierce. Under the loud noise, a white waist like a white dragon goes out into the sea, but it is in the trap of breathing.
The explosion started, the white light turned out to be thunder and lightning, and the sound of screaming in the air, even after listening to the sheep, I felt that the scalp was numb. Yang Botian finally understood that Qin Feng was killing the group of Buddhist monks in the fire city on the same day. It turned out that he was relying on this strange weapon in his hands...
Bai Zhanfei is just a lost effort. He has been blown up by lightning. He even forgot the situation at the moment. His eyes are full of shock. What is it that Qin Feng takes? It is neither an internal nor a true element, but an extremely strange energy.
(End of this chapter)