Chapter 1943: Heming

Qin Feng realized that he couldn’t fight with the real thing, so it’s completely weak and strong, and the old man’s real yuan is strong, but the move is flat. It seems that he spends more time on breaking through the martial arts. Enlightenment did not reach the height of the realm breakthrough.
Another real yuan big hand fell from the air, and did not give Qin Feng any breathing space.
The fierce real yuan fell to the mountain peak, razing the mountain to the ground, making a deafening loud noise.
The ruins can't see the situation. Many monks talked about Qin Feng's demise, but saw a white light rushing from the ruin of the ruins. The speed of the scream caused many people to scream.
"The kid didn't die?"
"He not only did not die, but also launched a counterattack against the elders!"
"This scatter is really the real thing? How do I feel that even the strong esteem in the early days of the illusion is not necessarily his opponent."
The strength of Qin Feng caused a heated discussion among the crowd.
Even if he has been in a state of passive or even beating before, it is very difficult to be able to persist in such a long time in the hands of the elders. Even the thousands of people standing in the valley around them don’t think about it. If they change to them, they are afraid that they will not hold this.
Some words were introduced into the ears, making him angry.
This fight is not only as simple as killing, but now there are thousands of disciples and squadrons. This war is about the face of the thousands. In the far-reaching point, it is more about the Xingkun faction. majesty.
The ants of a real spirit in the seven districts have not been destroyed. It is already a kind of face-lifting behavior for the squad. He suddenly screams and rushes to the flashing white sword. Surging, I took a huge real handprint.
Bang!
A long sky seems to burst, and the bangs are undulating!
However, seeing the white sword shadow is still in the void, and the palm of the hand is patted.
In the screams of the crowd, Qin Feng was found behind the squadron. The flying sword under his feet was too fast, as if it was a streamer.
"You can still be strong and qualified to fight with me!"
The sound of Qin Feng’s indifference spreads behind the scenes. The words almost blew up the lungs, but he did not wait for his backhand attack. A powerful attack attacked, and the movements of the thousand hands suddenly stopped. The look of the great change, a pair of old eyes is about to fall to the ground, incredible look to Qin Feng.
"Can you launch a offensive?"
In the thousands of thoughts, there was a subtle explosion. He closed the sea of ​​consciousness for the first time, but between the gaps, a fierce real-yuan gun hit him and slammed into him.
The flounder flew from the air, and spit a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to a peak.
The crowd suddenly fry!
"That is the disintegration that injured the elders? How is this possible?"
"What happened to the screaming elders who had just shouted?"
"That guy is obviously only the cultivation of the true spirits, but it is also incredible to fight against the six-layered elders of the virtual god."
Everyone is more shocked by the strength of Qin Feng. This young, young boy, like a black horse, will directly challenge the small elders of the six-star refining machine.
They also did not see the two big battles before, otherwise they must not be shocked.
"I don't know the dead boy, Grandpa doesn't play with you!"
The sound of Hundreds of Thousands came from a valley and looked extremely angry. He stepped on a real flying sword and wondered when it fell on a hill.
In his hand, he has a long knife and flashes silver and silver. When Qin Feng saw the long knife, he recognized it. This is the calming crane in the shop of Xingkunfang Square in Panshanfang City. Knife.
"What kind of weapon is there in the hands of the elders? Why do you feel murderous when you take it out!"
"I have seen the knife in Xingkunfang, which is the sword of the Chinese medicine class."
"The power of a long knife is comparable to that of a god. This is a dangerous job."
When everyone talked about the Qinghe knife, the squad had already slashed a knife, and the sky suddenly came out with a crisp crane, and it clearly penetrated into the ears of everyone.
The voice was extremely harsh, and it was uncomfortable to listen to. Soon, the monk began to resist the crane with the real element, because this is obviously a kind of attack.
Qin Feng also realized that the role of this Qinghe knife could actually produce a offensive.
If there is no promotion to the sea before the sea, the power of the Qinghe knife is afraid of affecting Qin Feng. But now that the sea of ​​knowledge has been upgraded twice, Qin Feng’s knowledge is extremely powerful, and the attack of the Qinghe knife seems to have No.
"What kind of knife is this? It is so powerful!" Qin Feng pretended to look like a dignified look.
Hundreds of thousands of people immediately laughed: "Ha ha! This is the treasure of the town shop in the Pankangfang City of Panshanfang City. The martial art is to let me take the top three at the genius conference. I will temporarily lend it to me..."
Speaking of the Qinghe knife, it is extremely proud.
Even in the cultivation of Nanping Island, which is rich in resources, the real device is extremely rare. Moreover, the Qinghe knife has reached the level of the Chinese product, and it is hard to find.
However, when Qin Feng asked the price of the Qinghe knife, 500 million Shangpin Lingshi, a hundred pieces of the best spirit stone and ten spirit spar, but also a bottle of broken virtual Dan or a six-level array...
Such a price is simply a price for the average monk, and they can't afford to collect the soul stone of a lifetime.
In the big laugh, Feng Qian once again slashed a knife. He poured the fierce real yuan into the blade. The long knife swayed and made a more harsh and strong crane. Some real spirits felt dizzy and forced to retreat to thousands. A safe zone outside the meter.
Not to mention the true spiritual monk, even the early monks of the illusion of the gods were oppressed by the gods of the Qinghe knife. Some strong pretends to pretend to stand on the hills, and some people could not help but retreat to several peaks.
Qin Feng is standing at the source of Heming. The sound he hears in his ear is the most intense and harsh. Those are not only simple voices, but also have a powerful offensive in the voice.
Qin Feng is not thinking about it. If he is standing here, even if he is a mid-time monk, he is afraid that he will also be under the Qinghe knife.
God immediately urged to initiate, the sea of ​​gods and seas tumbling, Qin Feng stood in the center of the sound source, but did not feel the slightest, but pretended to be a painful and uncomfortable appearance.
"Haha! You are an ant junior, let me teach you a little today, let you know the greatness of Nanpingzhou's predecessors!"
Feng Qian was very proud, he thought that Qin Feng had a move. In fact, after the gods and seas were heavy, the monk’s practice was also abolished. Feng Qian felt that he would not continue to work, and Qin Feng was also a waste.
However, he would have spared Qin Feng, and he did not hesitate to slash his knife. The knife was full of air, and the sharp cranes came out in the air, and the real yuan was flying with a tumbling crash.
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