Chapter 1776: mob

And this Qin Feng, who didn't even know where the junior came from, could actually fight the iron palm mad god, inextricably difficult to understand.
This... is too unbelievable!
"This kid..."
King Ouyang Xuan and that Yang Yunchen looked at each other, glanced at each other, and both saw a trace of horror on each other's faces.
Especially King Ouyang, the iron palm mad is a master of the ten thousand beast sect, so he knows the power of the iron palm mad very well.
The opponent's palm cultivation is unparalleled in the world, and almost no one can beat him in the palm.
"Boom boom!"
Qin Feng's body stepped on the ground for dozens of steps before he stopped.
With his eyes flickering, he was also a little surprised at the strength of this iron palm mad god.
With his boxing realm, but it is comparable to the opponent's hand, he really didn't expect the opponent to be so enchanting.
"very good!"
"Unexpectedly, you can actually block my palm. I have to say, you are really a kid that surprised me!"
"After so many years, you are still the first person who can contend with me at a low level! It really makes me curious!"
Staring at Qin Feng, there was a cold snort in the mouth of Iron Palm Mad God.
Whoosh!
Following his words, the hands of the iron palm mad began to condense the majestic palm mood.
In an instant, it seemed like thunder, and it surging completely.
"Roar!"
Behind him, a phantom like a fierce tiger began to appear, with its teeth and claws flaring, and a dark light radiated from its eyes, as if it were a terrifying tiger from hell.
The size of this demon tiger phantom is very large, and the whole body emits violent aura fluctuations, which makes people have to be vigilant.
With the appearance of this demon tiger phantom, all around the void can feel a very and violent breath, beginning to envelope the entire sky.
"This is the blood of the Devil Tiger, Lord Ironpaw Mad God, now has used the power of the blood!"
"Everyone, let's do it together and kill that bastard!"
Upon seeing this, King Ouyang Xuan immediately shouted loudly.
I noticed the terrible aura fluctuations erupting from the blood of the demon tiger, Li Xiao, the iron palm mad god.
Qin Feng's expression was also more serious.
At this moment, the demon tiger aura of this iron palm mad was so overbearing that it increased its momentum several times.
If the original Qin Feng wanted to defeat this Li Xiao, it was not particularly difficult.
But now, it's a bit tricky.
Moreover, if it is a one-on-one fight alone, Qin Feng is sure to defeat it.
But now, there are so many warriors who have joined forces to help Li Xiao.
In this way, if Qin Feng wants to beat him, the difficulty is definitely level.
"Really a mob, come to play this kind of wheel tactics?"
"Hehe, the so-called big sect seems nothing more than that! It's really a misnomer!"
Looking at the group of warriors in front of him, Qin Feng's mouth raised a scornful smile and mocked.
"Don't think that if you say this, we will let you go. As long as we can kill you, it doesn't matter what means!"
Looking at Qin Feng fiercely, King Ouyang Xuan said with a grinning face.
"ridiculous!"
Qin Feng snorted coldly, but his expression changed inexplicably.
"Damn it, how could such a thing happen at this time!"