Chapter 942

No matter how powerful the Qin Feng is, it is impossible to fight against a powerful one who has a good command of the divine realm.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

Bao Jiuyan and others face a burst of humiliating color, the muscles and strength of the body continue to send out the sound of tearing.

"Hum!"

The breath of boundless sacredness circulates, accompanied by the huge shadow behind the Qin wind, the eyes open and close, and in an instant, the boundless power seems to burst open and roll up crazily.

"That's the light of Qin Feng's God, the perfect and substantial light of God's light!"

There is an ancient throne, in the shadow slowly presented, sacred and powerful!

Behind the Qin wind, the boundless divine light is shining. In the process of the brilliance flowing, a virtual shadow slowly appears, with boundless power and wearing a set of ancient armor. Between his eyes, he takes on a monstrous brilliance and holds a huge sword in both hands.

Finally, a disciple responded to the general, pointing to the back of Qin Feng and shouting.

"Behind him! What's that thing? "

As if step by step one day in general, this foot, even this empty step of the constant lament.

Suddenly, the world trembled.

"Boom

In the face of people's hands, Qin Feng's face with boundless cold, body micro motion, step foot void.

"Boom!"

Behind that snake like dragon's black shadow, also instantaneously toward the Qin wind in the past.

Seeing that Qin Feng was going to break the hand of GuZi, he was very angry. All of a sudden, Qi Qi killed him and moved. Especially the king of white bones, Qin Feng interrupted his white bone whip, which made him angry.

Although the four strong men are not the unity of mind and will at this time, they also share a common goal.

"Die!"

But did not expect, this time, Qin Feng unexpectedly fierce blast to kill and come out, this let him suddenly burst of big surprise!

Tian GuZi, who had watched Qin Feng suppressed, was still extremely proud. His ten thousand sword paintings, based on the power of yuanci, were blessed with the light of God. With his powerful power, he could shake the sky.

"Damn it, Qin Feng is not dead yet!"

That is not the Qin Feng buried by the ten thousand sword painting scroll. Who can it be?

His eyes twinkled with endless cold, and a sword with boundless sword in his hand broke out into a magic waterfall composed of sword Qi. In the wild dance of his long hair, his divine robe made countless mysterious textures.

Finally, a person completely presented.

Suddenly, heaven and earth shook.

"Peng!"

At the core of the ten thousand swords, a shadow slowly began to spread out.

A picture of long swords combined with each other has been constantly extended and moved. The sound of thousands of swords has shocked the whole world.

There, above the void.

All of a sudden, at this time, a disciple couldn't help crying out with a shock that could not be covered up.

"What is that?"

In the face of the gap in strength, for a time, Bao Jiuyan's anger in his heart almost burned to the extreme.

"This time, if you can go out alive, you will surely break through the hanging mountain and xiaolongwang villa, and kill the king of ice and the king of white bones Liu Yi!"

It also made them more aware of the importance of power.

What a humiliation.

Their friends are being besieged by people, but they can't move forward. The strong means can't help but make them close.

"Sonorous, sonorous!"

"Pooh

The wanjian scroll can't bear the gaze of the virtual shadow behind Qin Feng, and the fierce tearing makes countless swords turn into nothingness.