Ancient True Dragon Art

"Hahaha... Qin Feng, you are dying!"

After receiving this Zhao Xuanji's reminder, Zhuang Hu's mind turned sharply, and he actually reacted a step earlier.

"boom"

His arms shook like two mountains.

Suddenly, both arms quickly evolved into two phantom tigers.

Three tiger shadows!

Formed a three-star Gongyue posture, but the killing intent in this center was condensed into substance.

At this time, Qin Feng was surrounded by these three fierce tigers, unable to advance or retreat, and could only fight against him.

Originally, this Zhuang Hu's realm was too much higher than Qin Feng, which was clearly bullying. Now Zhao Xuanji reminded Zhuang Hu again that this was simply bullying.

For a while, Zhong Lingfeng's disciples all began to look at Zhao Xuanji with contempt, and their disgust for this disciple was to the limit.

But it was the disciples of this Buddha Peak who hated him more, especially Luo Yun, whose little face was already flushed with anger:

"Zhao Xuanji, you are too much!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Xuanji sneered and did not answer.

At this time, Qin Feng moved his brows slightly. Although these three tiger phantoms were not unique to the Primordial Bloodline, they should not be underestimated. They were formed by the qi of this Zhuang Hu. Terrifying lethality.

Feeling the destructive power of the three fierce tiger phantoms, Qin Feng's face showed a slight sorrow.

He has never been a real killer. He did not expect this Zhuang Hu to have gold coins everywhere. When he was in the body refining state, he could fight against the powerhouses of the true spirit state. Now he has reached the triple level of the true spirit state. Are you still treated as a doll?

"Chang!"

Qin Feng's long sword violently moved.

The Tyrannical Dragon Sword fiercely let out a rapid noise.

Facing the three tigers that had been culled, he didn't evade and rushed out quickly.

"roll!"

As the long sword swept up, a vigorous sword aura was beyond the previous tyrannical and sharp.

The powerful sword light shone in a range of 100 meters.

The disciples present were all horrified to see that in this Qin Feng's swordsmanship, that sharp edge was tearing everything apart. At the moment when they encountered three or two tigers, they directly broke out an unprecedented terrifying cutting force.

"laugh"

Sword Qi is fleeting!

The strands of sword intent, as if ice-bound, flowed above the sword aura, and their destructive power exceeded ordinary people's imagination.

Especially some disciples who practice swordsmanship have a look of worship.

Sword intent is really a kind of terrifying mood that can be encountered and cannot be sought.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the terrifying wailing of the three tigers, Zhuang Hu's body also trembled, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood.

Obviously, after this infuriating tiger was destroyed, he himself suffered a lot of damage.

But the greater harm comes from the heart.

He was actually defeated by a small true spirit realm triple cultivation base disciple, he is a strong man with a true spirit realm five cultivation base, the two are not at the same level at all.

Qin Feng blankly looked at the disciples who were still trying to surround him, and there was a sneer in his heart, especially the rookie disciples of the Supreme Peak. At this time, they did not have the arrogance that was just now.

Some are just a touch of timidity.

"This kind of sword intent, the sharp strength of the blessing, is so terrifying, the true energy is not weak, but it was cut off unexpectedly. What kind of sword intent does this kid understand!"

The elders above the void, some people were surprised.