Chapter 957: deadlock

"court death!"
The face of Sikong's nine fingers changed slightly, his robe flicked, and his other hand made another finger, which turned out to be another wind finger!
The original stalemate was suddenly broken.
The Two Wind Sage Fingers are like two mad dragons, with a fierce momentum, unparalleled in the world, and invincible...
"boom!"
The pressure around Qin Feng increased for a while, and the golden sword in his hand kept wailing.
"Silent Blade!"
Facing such a tyrannical suppressing power, Qin Feng's face couldn't bear to change, the silent blade swung hurriedly, and the power of the nine dragon scales was like a dragon and a tiger, spinning like a tiger, and the true energy in his body emerged endlessly. Gathering continuously.
However, his heart was already shocked to the extreme.
Sikong Jiuzhi was called the strongest king, such a statement seemed to be true, the opponent's such strength unexpectedly exceeded him by so much.
Even if he possesses the unparalleled Primordial True Dragon Art, he has displayed the power of nine dragon scales, which is comparable to the blessings of the nine powerful men, and coupled with the effects of the current Blood Qi and Explosive Qi Art, the whole person is equivalent to Nearly the combined power of fifteen strong men.
With so much power, it is impossible to resist the wind holy fingers of Sagong's nine fingers!
"Peng!"
Finally, the sword aura in front could no longer withstand the bombardment of the two wind fingers. Those two billowing marks, with sharp edges, formed two blue pythons, tearing the sky and sharp marks, unparalleled in the world. Shrouded a space of tens of thousands of meters.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The trembling sound kept resounding.
The entire space, as if being crushed by life, kept wailing, two huge fingers tearing Wushuang.
Finally, as Qin Feng's sword aura shattered, it became even more vigorous, directly forming the posture of twin dragons strangling and moving towards Qin Feng.
"Boom Rumble"
"laugh"
Facing the terrible power of the other party, Qin Feng's body was directly hit by the life, and he flew out in an instant, flying backwards tens of thousands of meters away.
"really……"
Seeing Qin Feng being beaten into the air, everyone present couldn't help sighing.
"Qin Feng's strength is still too far behind..."
"Hmph, facing the strongest king, even this enchanting Qin Feng is in vain. If Sagong Jiuzhi wasn't in the previous battle for the emperor, he would have been surprised. The identity of the emperor, the emperor-level disciples, they are simply a group of perverts, and they are not weaker than all the elder-level powerhouses of the sect. They are on an equal footing..."
"Now, Qin Feng is really finished, and he is fighting against that Sagong Jiu, and the ending is only dead..."
There was a sigh of sorrow in the voices of the people, but now they had to sigh for the ending of Qin Feng.
A generation of arrogances and enchanting evildoers, this time is really dead.
"Huh"
In the void.
Sikong Jiuzhi stood there blankly.
As the eyes flowed, there was a faint light in his eyes.
"Don't give up yet?"
Feeling the battle spirit still spreading out of the rubble on the opposite side, his voice slowly rose.
However, between the words, there was a slight chill on the corner of his mouth:
"act recklessly!"
Hum!
The palm of his hand slowly swept up, seeming to be in a hurry, and a finger was hesitating, as if it contained stars, and the mysterious brilliance of the Tao and Tao was once again enveloped on his fingertips.
Seeing that the ruins where Qin Feng was located was about to be shrouded again, suddenly...