Chapter 941: So strong

"boom"
The four powerhouses, volleyed in the air, for a time, the shocking strength that they showed has made everyone present take a breath.
Only at this time, they could truly see that the strength displayed by these four people was not full of fighting power.
"Now..."
Looking at the void, Bao Jiuyan's eyes trembled uncontrollably.
Above the void, the whirring wind kept rolling up.
Like the repetition of heaven and earth, the powerful suppression force makes it extremely difficult for people to even say a word.
At this time, as far as Qin Feng is concerned, the danger will reach its extreme.
"Damn bastard!"
Looking at the four of the True Dragon Masters, even the White Wulong, who has always been a rare curse, could not help but let out a wild roar, but such a battle is no longer something people of their ranks can participate in.
Among the four of them, each is enough to kill them in seconds.
"Chang!"
Facing the powerful aura of these four people, Qin Feng's face was cold, and in the midst of the void, the golden sword in his hand was constantly hunting and hunting, his eyes and divine light flickered. At this moment, his aura reached the extreme, invincible!
"Lightning swordsmanship, desert wild sand, silent blade..."
The combat power and lethality of these three sword techniques are extraordinary.
However, it may not be able to help these four powerhouses.
The strength of these four powerhouses at this time contains the power and aura of the Primordial Bloodline, and they also possess the unparalleled divine light, especially the Ice King and the Bone King, both of them. The light is king-level.
Ordinary disciples are definitely not so tyrannical. Among them, the ice king is the most tyrannical. The opponent's frost power is enough to be released by freezing, making it difficult to deal with.
"Then start with the Bone King!"
Looking at the Bone King, Qin Feng locked the opponent again.
"kill!"
"war!"
Accompanied by a long roar from four people.
In an instant.
The heaven and the earth were boiling, as if in a moment, like boiling hot water, and like a volcano finally erupting, trembling rapidly.
"boom!"
Tianguzi’s scroll-like sword phantom, surging rapidly, the strength torn from each sword, is like a terrible waterfall, and it screams with the sword. Thousands of things moved together, forming hundreds of waterfalls, proudly shot.
What an astonishing picture this is, amidst the roar, swords and swords came out, and between the swaying, ten directions were torn apart.
Even Qin Feng was instantly rolled up by this sword and sword picture scroll and enveloped it!
"Qiangqiang!"
With the sword and sword dancing wildly, in an instant, Qin Feng's body seemed like a leaf of a flat boat in an ocean, and his body was madly bombarded by that sword and sword.
"So strong!"
In just an instant, the power of the ancient son of the sky has almost stunned everyone. How amazing is this strength, it is enough to go against the sky.
The original Qin Feng seemed to be powerful, but at this time, it seemed that he had lost his combat effectiveness. There was no resistance at all. No, it was not that he did not resist, but was unable to resist.
"It's over now!"
Looking at the submerged figure of Qin Feng, many people have already judged the ending of Qin Feng, such a powerful attack, there is no way to counterattack, the fighting power shown by the ancient son at this time is also undoubtedly that of the gods.