Chapter 393

Looking at the front of a row of mutant mouse corpses, Qin Feng's mouth judged.

With the breath, the soul power slowly began to recover, the power of thunder and lightning slowly filled into the various bodies.

"Qiang"

"you are dead I'm still alive! "

In the bitterness, there was a smell of curse.

Zhao Xuanji's mouth uttered a shrill cry.

"Qin Feng You It's hard to die! "

Even if there is a divine hand, it is impossible to repair it.

At this time, the thunder blade cleaved directly along the other side's chest.

His mouth was full of horror, but in an instant, the intense pain spread all over his body.

"How could it be?"

Looking at himself, the split flesh, Zhao Xuanji's pupil widens, looking at Qin Feng, as if to see a ghost.

The terrifying thunder blade directly falls into Zhao Xuanji's body. In the unbelievable eyes of the other party, Zhao Xuanji's body is instantly torn apart.

"Poo Hoo..."

It's sharp and terrifying, and its speed is unpredictable.

Thunder blade with sword spirit, more contains the power of boundless thunder and lightning.

A powerful blue thunder blade, quickly cut down.

"Hi..."

I didn't expect that this guy would dare to shoot himself at this time. Qin Feng's face was cold and his fingers popped out.

"Go away!"

The other side's body, condenses the vigorous fluctuation, five fingers with the finger tiger, buckled down to the Qinfeng, this time, if is hit, even Qinfeng will have to suffer a lot of heavy damage.

Qin Feng's face moved. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xuanji was the one who made the move.

"Zhao Xuanji?"

Behind the enemy's hand, but ear, but came a burst of familiar and resentful roar.

"Qin Feng Go to hell

The man who made the move obviously wanted to kill him.

It has a strong sense of killing and is extremely violent.

At this time, suddenly, a burst of space tearing sound, quickly spread.

"Chi"

although he doesn't like qitianfeng in the slightest, he is also a disciple of Canghai sect. Therefore, Qin Feng is not comfortable in his heart.

"Judging from the bloody smell, the one who did it just left soon!"

For a moment, Qin Feng's vigilance became more intense. He felt that the crisis around him seemed to be more intense.

"There are two old inner disciples, and the rest are all new disciples. There are as many as seven!"

The battle robes of each disciple of the main peak have similarities and differences, big or small. Qin Feng recognized the identity of these disciples at a glance.

Seeing the battle robes on these disciples, Qin Feng's eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"Qi Tianfeng..."

On these stumps, the traces are clear, as if they were torn by the living. From the broken robes, we can see that these people are the disciples of Canghai sect.

A stump was lying in front of him.

In front of him.

But a hundred meters, Qinfeng rushed to.

"Hi..."

He felt that the smell was fresh, apparently caused by the killing.

A touch of bloody smell was suddenly smelled by Qin Feng. This kind of blood is very strong and strong. Qin Feng's face can't help but move, and his body rushes forward in a hurry.

In front of it, it was pitch black. Compared with the road that Qin Feng had just passed, it was even more dark. You could hear the strange roar, as if there were demons in it.

Then I got up.

Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"After integrating into the sword Qi of the evolution of true Qi, the power of this thunder blade increases again!"

This trace, as if torn by violence, is extremely profound.

Suddenly, on one side of the rock wall, there is a huge trace.

A huge thunder blade, quickly draw out.

The fingers moved.

For Zhao Xuanji, Qin Feng did not have the slightest favor, said with a sneer.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Zhao Xuanji has fallen down. Then, she has no vitality, but her eyes are still unable to close.