Chapter 153

Seeing so many terrible attacks, Qin Feng tensed his body and roared.

"The seventh sword!"

"Invincible sword meaning!"

Qin Feng's body has just fallen to the ground, but he is aware that a terrible force is implicating his body.

"No, what's the situation?"

All the attacks, like raindrops, rolled up to the Qinfeng.

At this moment, everyone else was happy.

"Kill!"

Qin Feng displays his seventh sword again. Unfortunately, he is lack of true Qi in his body, which makes his power weaken several times. He is attacked by two people and flies out in a moment, and he spits blood in his mouth.

"Poof!"

Ouyang's ancestors and the ninth Prince realized this, but they were overjoyed. They fought for their lives and broke out the strongest killing moves. They joined hands to attack Qin Feng.

"He can't hold on to it!"

Rao is so, Qin Feng is also aware of his actions, more and more difficult to adhere to.

He gave all his cards, and his Qi consumption speed was too terrible! If it was not for the majestic Qi in his body, he would have been exhausted!

But at this time, Qin Feng was obviously tired and gasped in his mouth.

The ninth prince was not willing to roar, again urged the true Qi, vowed to kill Qin Feng.

"What's the meaning of this boy's sword? It's so terrible! It can not only increase the power of swordsmanship, but also affect our will

Unfortunately, in a few seconds, those fist shadows were swallowed up by the sword Qi.

"Boom

Seeing that he had lost two members of the true spirit realm, the ninth prince was angry and roared. He quickly waved his fists and burst out a series of dragon shaped fist shadows.

"Damn it, the Dragon roars!"

Blood is like rain, and a real spirit warrior is killed!

"Poof!"

After Qin Feng realized the situation of the other side, he immediately seized the opportunity to chop out a sword move with all his strength to kill the real spirit state master.

Every second counts!

A real spirit state master was covered by Qin Feng's sword spirit. His invincible sword spirit momentum made him shiver all over.

"Poof!"

Unfortunately, in the next second, Qin Feng's sword sense suppressed Ouyang's swordsmanship, greatly weakening its power.

"Bang!"

Ouyang's ancestors are not willing to roar, the sword in his hand is crazy, crazy attack Qin Feng.

"Why is the sword meaning of this boy so terrible? At this age, do you understand the meaning of sword? I have practiced swordsmanship for decades, but I haven't even touched the threshold

At this time, the seventh sword of Qijue God killing sword is not as powerful as before!

Qin Feng's eyebrows are frivolous, and his swordsmanship moves out again.

"Go away!"

In an instant, the sound of the Dragon continued, and a huge golden dragon appeared, which seemed so real and majestic!

As the prince of the Shenglong Dynasty, he has a lot of unique skills, and the holy dragon boxing can only be practiced by noble princes.

"Holy dragon fist!"

The crowd stood in the distance, watching the battle in front of them, but they could not help but step back, for fear that they would be affected.

"What's the origin of this boy? He's so rebellious in his swordsmanship, but he also understands the meaning of sword?"

"So many masters attack a person who is refining body and eight heavy weapons?"

"It's terrible. Is that like the ninth prince?"

Such an exaggerated battle is not for them to participate!

The terrible movement has attracted the attention of countless masters, but they dare not approach after seeing the fluctuation of the battle here.

Flying sand and stone, dust and smoke rolling!

The people who dare to fight with the gods for a moment.

"Kill!"

"Taigu Zhenlong Jue!"

My heart moved, Qin Feng noticed that the body is a piece of quicksand!

"Ha ha, even God is helping me!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was quickly swallowed up by quicksand, the ninth Prince raised his head and laughed wildly. He waved his fist shadow again to smash Qin Feng in.