Chapter 1938: a slash

Laughter.
Cui Cheng felt that this time he was really going to die, but he heard a loud noise spread. When he looked up, the huge handprint falling in the sky instantly dissipated, and the other more powerful and powerful Yuanyuan palm print flew to the opposite cliff.
"Not good! Everyone is running away!"
"A very powerful real yuan, this is the true spirit of the true spirit monk?"
The palm print fell and the opposite side of the hill was cracked.
The explosion was undulating, and the boulder fell from the top of the mountain, as if an earthquake occurred.
Those sectarian monks who had no fear of flying away from the majority, some disciples of the realm of the middle and late realm, have not figured out the situation, they died in the fierce real yuan explosion.
Jiang Fei ran fast enough, but he was still injured by Zhen Yuan Yu Bo. He vomited a lot of blood in the air, but he even missed his own injury and looked at the opposite side of the hill inconspicuously.
Qin Feng was not in the shadows, which caused a strong uneasiness in Jiang Fei’s heart. The uneasiness of the emotions just emerged. A strong wind rolled up behind him, and had not had time to look back, and the body flew high again.
"Jiang Fei, do you still know me?" Qin Feng's indifferent voice sounded in Jiang Fei's mind, which is the effect of passing through the gods.
Jiang Fei subconsciously said: "The last time in the Wanshi Valley is the elder of Jiang Yuyan grabbing your spirit grass, it has nothing to do with me, don't kill me..."
Lian Jiangfei did not find out that he was asking for mercy with Qin Feng, because an unprecedented death crisis shrouded the body, making him feel that life has been mastered by the other party, as long as the other party needs, he can take his life at any time.
"Do you think I am talking about Wan Gu Gu? I am talking about the Zixia Valley secret." Qin Feng sounded again.
Jiang Fei slammed into his eyes, and his eyes were filled with panic and doubtful light.
Of course, he knows where Zixia Valley is. More than a year ago, he and Taiyimen Zhang Baishan and a five-level spiritual master of the Nanping Island, Hu Nian, teamed up to Zixia Valley, the adventure of Jiang Fei is back. The purpose of the sect was to find a secret called Bailing Mountain.
In fact, Jiang Fei does not know anything in Bailing Mountain, but there is a rumor in Nanpingzhou that it is the first strongest of Nanpingzhou to go to Beishazhou, and eventually disappeared on Bailing Mountain outside Zixia City. .
In that expedition, in order to survive the martial art, it was said that the whereabouts were cautious, how did the teenager in front know?
The next moment, Jiang Fei's eyes were brilliant, and he suddenly thought of Qin Feng, who was met in the Seven Stars. They originally wanted to use Qin Feng to make a lead, and the result was killed by the kid of the North Shazhou.
Since he escaped from Beishazhou, Jiang Fei has always remembered Qin Feng. He hated Qin Feng and was also shocked by the strength of the monks in Beishazhou. It is rumored that there is a wasteland for the monastic respect of the mainland. After that, Jiang Fei does not think so...
"You, are you Qin Feng?"
Jiang Fei screamed, but he did not need Qin Feng to answer. He silently read ‘Qin Feng’ and ‘Qiao Feng’ in his heart, and he already had the answer.
"As early as more than a year ago, in the ancient battlefield, you should die, let you live for a year, you can go with peace of mind."
A strong and fierce rush into the brain of Jiang Fei, this time not only sounded, but he immediately felt that the sea of ​​knowledge was attacked.
This kind of offensive is too strange for him, he doesn't even know how to resist.
However, he soon realized that this is a offensive, his face is full of shock and horror, but the gods and offensives can only be released by the sacred monks. Only when the body of the condensate is in the realm will it produce an effective attack of the gods, but the other side of the area is a true spiritual late stage. , actually has such a strong sense of God.
Bang!
When the powerful gods attacked the mind, Jiang Fei heard a loud noise from the sea. He had no room for rebellion. The consciousness disappeared quickly. The puppet expression on his face fell from the sky. The cliff goes down.
It was also a vain who was strong and degraded. This time, everyone did not even find out how Jiang Fei died.
A strange atmosphere enveloped the surrounding mountains, and the disciples were uneasy and even resigned.
"Who dares to kill me to send disciple Jiang Fei? Isn't it afraid that I will retaliate against the river?" Seeing the death of the younger brother, Jiang was angry and roared.
Qin Feng did not know when he returned to the hill that stood before, standing with his hands on his back, looking at the madness in the air.
"Do you know anger now? This is not the truth that you follow. In the world of the jungle, the ants of Jiang Fei are killed by me. You should take it for granted."
The crowd showed a shocking look.
Although it was long guessed that Jiang Fei died in the hands of Qin Feng, when Qin Feng admitted, it was still unexpected.
"How did you kill the younger brother?" Jiang flashed a panic in the eyes, and even he did not see the battle.
"People are dead. What is the point of asking these things... You all leave the storage ring and then automatically retire, I can spare you."
How familiar the words are now spoken from Qin Fengkou, the disciples of the martial art are angry.
It’s too late to see who dares to vent their anger. The more than fifty monks are scattered on the hills. They don’t even dare to look directly at Qin Feng’s murderous eyes, fearing that he was killed if he was not careful. .
Everyone's hopes are pinned on Jiang Bing, I hope that the first-day disciple of the six-star family Jiang family can stand up and kill Qin Feng, exporting bad luck for them.
It’s just that Jiang Zhan has not moved, so that the hearts of the people are getting worse.
"Are you crazy? A master's idea of ​​dare to fight the disciples?" Jiang Zhuo finally said.
Qin Feng smiled and said: "The sect disciples can bully and disperse. If they are scattered, they can't suppress the disciples. What is your opinion?"
Jiang Zhuan was directly asked to live. On the four continents of Shenzun, the scattered training is the lowest level of existence. This has almost become a common sense, and Qin Feng asked this idiot question with a reasonable attitude. Hard to answer.
Not only Jiang Cheng can't answer, but the disciples can't give an answer.
The original answer is simple and clear, and the scattered version should be lower than the disciples of the sect. However, when Qin Feng appeared as a dissertation, but the sect of the disciples was defeated, the answer to this question changed.
"Is it impossible to answer? Then let me help you answer. Whether it is a scholastic or a disciple, there is no high or low point at birth. It is your arrogance. You also regard this wrong thinking as truth. It’s ridiculous!

The sound of Qin Feng Hong Liang resounded through the surrounding mountains, no one dared to refute his words, and even some martial art disciples fell into deep thought.
Cui Cheng, who has been panicked and fearful, has a bright future. After listening to Qin Feng’s reversal, he has a kind of consciousness that he dreams of waking up. He stands up from the squatting position and stands upright. His eyes are steadily sweeping over the surrounding mountains. Decent disciples.
"My patience is limited. If you don't want to die, you will leave your storage and quit." Qin Feng shouted again.
In fact, he is not interested in the storage ring of those disciples. He is to give a profound lesson to these self-righteous people.
The situation has undergone a tremendous transformation. It was originally the sects who joined forces to suppress the repairs. It is expected that more than twenty sectarian disciples will be suppressed by a scattered training.
Everyone is full of bonfires, but there is nowhere to vent. Qin Feng's strength is powerful and mysterious. Not only can he kill the gods of the gods, but even the way of killing is impossible to capture.
It is precisely because of this that Jiang Zhuo has not been able to start, but Qin Feng actually has to be indented? This made him completely erupt.
"When we are afraid that you will not be able to do it, everyone will help me and destroy this guy who doesn't know how to be tall."
Jiang screamed, and the monks scattered on the peaks attacked at the same time.
Fifty black shadows spread over the sky, and everyone was filled with violent breath. The sky was so dramatic that the clouds were raging, as if they were going to the end of the world.
In the face of such a strong battle, Qin Feng stood on the top of the mountain, and his look did not change. However, Cui Cheng did not escape, but instead put on a confrontational posture, which was beyond the expectations of Qin Feng.
But he did not intend to let Cui Cheng help, faintly said: "You back, I am enough!"
Hey!
Cui Cheng still wants to say something, but it sounds a sharp wind in the ear. Qin Feng, who stood on the top of the mountain in the last second, disappeared. After a while, a black mangling filled the sky and swallowed the light quickly.
Cui Cheng saw an unforgettable scene in this life.
Qin Feng figure reappeared, one person and one knife hanging in the crowd.
The long knife in his hand is domineering, and the blade scatters the strange black awns. Those black awns seem to have the ability to devour the light, and they fall into the darkness behind the night.
It’s just a simple knife and a knife. There is no such thing as a knife. But the disciples who fly to the void are all stopped, or they are not stopped, but the whole space.
"Is this the realm?" Cui Cheng’s heart burst into a storm.
Although he did not understand the situation, he heard this superb skill from his father's mouth. According to his father, only when he entered the virtual monk can he first understand the realm and achieve the ability to display the environment.
Qin Feng Ming Ming is the late period of the real spirit, how can he show his position?
These problems flashed in Cui Cheng’s mind. Before he could find out the answer, the dark knife covered his area, and the consciousness in Cui Cheng’s mind quickly disappeared, maintaining a state of contemplation.
With a knife ban, the ten-mile range centered on Qin Feng forms a situation. It seems that time is still, or it is entering another territory.
In this territory, Qin Feng became the master, and all the creatures in the situation were allowed to be killed by his long knife.
This is not the first time that Qin Feng has imposed a ban, but it is the first time he has used dozens of monks to use the imprisonment. Today's ban on the long knife has become an aid, and Qin Feng's main way of displaying ‘the world’ is relying on his powerful knowledge.
Breaking through the seven realms of the real spirit, and the two breakthroughs of the sea of ​​knowledge, once again exerting the magical skills of the world, Qin Feng seems to be more than capable, even if it is a sleepy group of more than 50 monks, he is equally stress-free.
Hey!
The skin broke.
The figures that were fixed in the void suddenly exploded.
This scene is extremely shocking, but no one can appreciate it. The only Cui Cheng who can witness the glory of Qin Feng is also fixed on the top of the mountain.