Chapter 868

When Pei Fenghuang took the iron gall, his face changed and his eyes narrowed slightly. The iron gall was made of alloy, not ordinary steel.

Qikunlun said indifferently, "give it to me."

Pei Fenghuang said nothing and threw the iron gall in the past.

Qi Kunlun took it in the air, closed his fingers and slowly rubbed it.

His face was expressionless, and he saw the whole deformation of the iron gall. Then he was rubbed into iron powder in his hand, making a creaking sound that made people feel toothache. The bright iron powder flowed slowly to the ground like sand along the gap exposed in his hand.

In this scene, all the experts of Honghua club changed their faces and took a cool breath one by one.

Basically, all Dan Jin masters have the ability to grasp iron and make mud, and even some Hua Jin masters can do it. But Qi Kunlun is different. He holds iron and turns it into clay, and even rubs it into iron powder. This skill has surpassed all the people present!

"Enough?" Qi Kunlun asked coldly, and then clapped his palm and all the iron powder in it.

The old man retreated in silence and did not speak again.

However, another old man stood out at this time. At this time, there happened to be a flying insect in the warm room, which landed on a painting on the wall.

The old man lunged to the weapon rack of the meeting hall, shook his hand, drew out a three meter gun, and swished it to three meters before the calligraphy and painting, under a spear!

The flying insect was pierced by the head of the gun, and then the old man shook the gun, the whole gun flew up and fell into the weapon rack with a swish. On the head of the gun, there was the body of the flying insect.

After finishing all this, the old man put his hands into his sleeves and squinted at Qi Kunlun, his eyes full of provocation.

Du Yuanxiang can't help laughing. There are so many experts in the red flower society. He is not afraid of being picked up. Pei Fenghuang wants to get involved in this matter. According to the rules of the Jianghu, he must have enough skills! Otherwise, we can only retreat.

"This skill has already been used by Li Shuwen, a magic gun, to stab flies on paper windows without hurting them!"

"As expected, Honghua society has a deep foundation. Any uncle has such Kung Fu. It's terrible!"

Du Yuanxiang said coldly, "would you like to try it?"

While talking, an uncle of Honghua society raised his hand and released a bee.

The bees buzzed up and finally landed on the wall.

"On the weapon rack, you can choose whatever you like." Du Yuanxiang sneered.

"No need!"

Qi Kunlun looks indifferent. At this time, Qi and blood in his body make a dull sound, making a thunder like sound. His lips are slightly open, puffing, and directly burst out at one breath!

This breath did not spread out directly after it was ejected, but it seemed to be imprisoned by some force. It condensed into a line. People could see it with their naked eyes. This burning breath was coagulated in a group and fell on the bee like a flying sword!

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the whole bee's flesh and blood became a mass, which was pasted on the wall.

At this time, people could not sit down at last, even the uncle who had a very calm attitude at the beginning could not help but stand up.

"Are you Ning Changsheng?" Someone couldn't help asking.

It's Ning Changsheng's method to exhale and become a sword. Although this strength can't kill people, it's enough to be caught off guard when someone sprays it on his face in a fight.