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The powers under the fruit tree of the Heavenly Dao realized the Dao, originally they comprehended it independently and did not disturb each other.
However, Qin Feng wanted to devour the fruit tree, causing more than a dozen strong men to fight together. Everyone believed that Qin Feng would be severely injured, and they were even very likely to admit defeat and teleport, leaving the Dao fruit to fight.
It's just that Qin Feng managed to avoid it.
Rao is so, everyone also thinks that this is the end of the matter.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng would continue, and even wildly said that whoever will make another move, don't blame him for being ruthless. This is undoubtedly targeting everyone, and his posture is so arrogant.
The strong eyes under the fruit tree are all cold and piercing towards Qin Feng, especially the top evildoers of Ye Lingyun. I have never seen such an arrogant and arrogant person.
Even Qingxiao's magnificent monsters would not dare to be so presumptuous and arrogant, and ignore everything they have.
Xiao Ningmo shot even more angrily.
The Tiandao fruit tree is a thing of the academy, and no one can devour it.
His eyes were terrifying, and the spirit of the ghosts bloomed wildly, turning into two rays of ghostly splendor and whizzing out, piercing Qin Feng's eyes straight.
The terrifying meaning of the nether world made everyone around feel that their souls were being torn apart. It was just that Yu Wei was so terrifying, it was hard to imagine what kind of situation Qin Feng would be in if he faced his meaning directly.
Moreover, Xiao Ningmo's killing was not over yet, the rich ghostly brilliance shone extremely brightly, and the shadows of the ghosts flickered among them, quickly condensing into one, as if a ghostly god walked out of the void.
Accompanied by the appearance of the Nether God, at a glance, the surrounding powers retreated in horror, even Yan Guinan only felt that his soul was shattering, even if he wanted to help Qin Feng, he retreated again and again under the might of the Nether God Unable to move forward.
"Ghost Palm!"
Xiao Ning moaned angrily, the ghostly brilliance blooming in his pupils pierced into Qin Feng's eyes, but was annihilated by the blood in Qin Feng's blood pupils, unable to shake the opponent's soul at all.
But he didn't have any fear. Youming phantom stretched out his hand to support the sky, raised his divine palm, and slapped Qin Feng fiercely. Under the overwhelming and domineering power, there was a terrifying intent to erode the soul, as if the inside and outside were impacting at the same time.
The meaning of the ghost is extremely strong, Qin Feng can feel his soul trembling, but it's just a tremor, the opponent's ghost palm wants to crush his soul, unless he lets go of his consciousness and let the opponent blow it down.
But is that possible?
Boom!
Qin Feng's blood bloomed, and the body of the gods soared to the extreme. The blood god's fist was condensed in his hands, and he slammed straight at the palm of the nether god. The fists collided, and the nether world swept away.
But in that storm, there was a terrifying ghostly spirit passing through, and continued to roar, but the remaining power was not as good as its peak, and was completely isolated by Qin Feng's celestial body. His body remained still, like a god of war.
However, his Blood God Fist failed to reach the opponent. It seemed that he had lost the upper hand in this collision, but his expression was as usual, and his indifference remained the same.
I saw his fingers make a formula, and a ray of blood shot up into the sky, soaring all the way up, breaking through the sea of ??clouds, and giving birth to a sword in the void.
?The blood sword crossed the sky, blooming to the extreme, and in just a moment, the sword calamity covered the sky, and the majestic sword intent was like a heavenly calamity, clanging and clanging, ready to fall through the sky at any time, like the sword destroying the world.
However, Qin Feng did not fall into the sword calamity. He could only see that the bloody sword that covered the sky and the sun continued to flicker, and the power of the bloody sword was still soaring. Finally, it turned into a sword that cut across the sky, and then broke through the sky, killing Xiao Ningmo go.
The terrifying sword intent caused everything in the void to disappear, and many gods around could clearly feel the passing of vitality, and the whole person seemed to disappear under that sword.
The one with the strongest feeling was undoubtedly Xiao Ningmo. He stared at the sword intent in the void and felt a little suffocated. The Nether Divine Art was directly urged to the limit. Smash everything, frantically facing the blood sword.
"Puff."
The two forces collided again, and the clear cracking sound came out instantly, and countless sword intents pierced through, severing the two ghost palms.
Afterwards, the Nether God's Palm shattered and disappeared under the sword intent.
Immediately afterwards, the lingering power of the sword intent remained unchanged, like a meteor piercing the sky, or like a star falling to the ground, falling sharply, completely locking onto Xiao Ningmo.
At that moment, Xiao Ningmo's expression changed wildly.
His power focuses on eroding the soul, and is naturally weaker in other aspects. At this moment, it is difficult for Qin Feng's soul to be shattered by the spirit of the netherworld, and the palm of the netherworld is easily chopped into pieces by the sword intention, which makes him feel heavy, and even has an unprecedented pressure.
Looking at that falling from the skyXiao Ningmo didn't dare to face the blood sword, and quickly flickered away, but the sword intent locked him, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge.
Puff puff.
Before the blood sword arrived, the sword intent came first, and a crisp sound came out. The terrifying sword intent seemed to be penetrating Xiao Ningmo's body, causing blood to bloom all over his body, extremely bright red.
"Ghost Eater."
Xiao Ningmo endured the attack of the sword intent and roared crazily. His pupils completely turned into ghosts, and the terrifying brilliance instantly overwhelmed Qin Feng.
At that moment, Qin Feng only felt the space change, as if he was swallowed by the Nether God, and completely fell into the Nether World, as if he wanted to devour his soul and destroy him.
This feeling made Qin Feng a little uncomfortable, but it was limited to this. His finger fell, and the bloody sword pierced through the air, and the terrifying sense of time passing penetrated nothingness and landed on Xiao Ningmo.
"Pfft."
Hearing a soft puff, Xiao Ningmo's body trembled, and he let out a muffled groan, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face paled instantly, and he backed away again and again.
He didn't try his best to resist the passing of the sword, but erupted the most powerful technique of ghost soul devouring, trying to completely tear Qin Feng's soul before the sword intent fell.
Unfortunately, he failed.
And the price of failure is to bear the meaning of the sword's death.
"Xiao Ningmo is about to lose!" The crowd was shocked as they watched this scene.
If it is said that Qin Feng defeated Dongfang Han before, everyone didn't feel too shocked. After all, although Dongfang Han is extraordinary, he is still a little far from the top.
But at this moment, even Xiao Ningmo was crushed, this Blood Sword Mountain Blood Cultivator was too tyrannical.
No wonder you dare to be so arrogant.
"Xiao Ningmo is not his opponent."
Yin Fengliu of Tianya Shenge looked at Qin Feng, his eyes were full of brilliance, it was a strong fighting spirit, he stepped out, Tianya magic burst out, a sword eternally imprisoned the void, and swept away towards the meaning of the sword's death .
It wasn't that he wanted to save Xiao Ningmo, but that he wanted to fight Qin Feng.
Boom.
The sword passed through the space, and a sword disappeared into nothingness. Yin Fengliu's eternal sword intent instantly shattered, and the imprisoned space fell like a mirror, bursting one after another.
"Annihilation with one sword!"
Yin Fengliu shouted in a solemn voice. Naturally, he would not naively think that an eternal sword can resist the passing of the sword. He continued to cut out the sword intent and annihilate the sword intent.
Boom.
The two sword intents collided again, setting off a terrifying storm of sword intent, sweeping wildly in all directions, trembling many gods to continue to retreat.
Yin Fengliu's sword is not only fast, but also contains a terrifying meaning of annihilation, which can destroy everything, while Qin Feng's blood sword can also destroy everything and take people's lives.
The two sword intents are different, but they contain the same terrifying meaning of destruction.
However, the roar of the sword passed away, like a long river of swords sweeping across the world, gradually covering Yin Fengliu's annihilation sword intent, and submerged towards his body.
"Boom boom boom."
Yin Fengliu's sword began to shatter, and the terrifying intent of the sword's death continued to strike, as if he was going to disappear with the sword and the person, which made his expression ugly.
And the crowd was even more shocking.
This is a sword against two enemies, and he is also a top figure in the same situation. It can be seen that the blood cultivator of Xuejian Mountain is terrifying, but why have they never heard of this figure before? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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