Ancient True Dragon Art

This voice, like a **** coming from the nine heavens, made people shudder.

Even a warrior with a strength such as Qin Yuan could not help but shudder, and his long sword whispered slightly.

"who!"

The group of people clenched their weapons and shouted loudly.

"rustle……"

Accompanied by the sound of leaves falling, a figure slowly walked out of the barren feather mountain forest.

Slightly thin body, dashing long hair, indifferent coldness on his calm face.

This look, this temperament, who else would it be if it wasn't Qin Feng?

"Oh it's you!"

"Qin Feng, are you still alive?!"

When they saw Qin Feng's appearance, Qin Yuan and his party were shocked and couldn't help getting excited.

A frantic smile appeared on Qin Yuan's face: "Okay, great! I didn't expect you to be alive! As long as you are taken back, the young master will definitely reward me with a big reward!"

"Qin Feng, why don't you knelt down and beg for mercy and abandon your cultivation. Maybe I can make you suffer less!"

Qin Yuan looked at Qin Feng with a sneer, as if he were looking at an ant.

"Young Master, don't come out, go back to the forest of Huangyu Mountain!"

Liu Xuanqing shouted to Qin Feng.

Although he was very excited when he saw Qin Feng appear, he did not think that Qin Feng had the strength to defeat the Qin Yuan Seven.

"Go back? Can I still go back? I didn't expect to hunt down this running dog this time and find the owner of this dog. God opened my eyes!"

With a wave of Qin Yuan's right hand, several of his subordinates surrounded Qin Feng with bad eyes.

"Liu Xuanqing, can you still hold it?"

Qin Feng didn't care about the actions of Qin Yuan and others at all. On the contrary, Liu Xuanqing's performance made him quite admired and satisfied.

This person is not as ruthless and unrighteous as imagined.

"Young Master...I..."

Liu Xuanqing shouted, but was instantly suppressed by Qin Yuan's aura, unable to speak any more.

"Well, you don't have to answer! Your behavior makes me very satisfied. I will let you understand that choosing to follow me is the most correct thing in your life!"

"Hahaha... Qin Feng, your mind is pretty funny, right? Following you is the most correct thing? It's funny!"

"Why don't you kneel down and kowtow, believe it or not, this uncle will abandon your hands and feet!"

A person behind Qin Feng shouted loudly.

At the same time, a wave of true energy was urged, and a palm hit Qin Feng's back instantly.

This person's true energy is pure to the extreme, clearly belonging to the general generation among the six levels of body refining.

This palm was cruel and malicious, and if he was kicked with a palm, Qin Feng would definitely be seriously injured.

"Humph!"

Qin Feng let out a cold snort, his body moved suddenly.

"boom!"

In the body, a terrifying aura quickly condensed.

This aura is strong enough to destroy everything, crushing the world and all creatures, no one can stop...

"What! This turned out to be the artistic conception of Kendo?"

As a swordsman, Qin Yuan will naturally understand the artistic conception of swordsmanship, but it is a pity that it is too difficult to comprehend sword intent!

Even the sword he had cultivated for decades hadn't touched the threshold. Qin Feng, a brat boy, realized that?

Qin Yuan's pupils condensed violently, looking directly at Qin Feng like a beam of light, as if he could not believe that Qin Feng, a trash ant, was so enchanting.

That's sword intent!

Qin Feng's performance completely exceeded his imagination.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Suddenly, the person who attacked Qin Feng just now spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his body was limp to the ground.

Not only him, but also the other people around him, the same fate.

Their faces all revealed horror and fear.