And this Qin Feng, do not know where to come from at all, actually can with Iron Palm crazy God, fight inseparable.

This It's unbelievable!

"This kid..."

Ruthlessly looking at Qin Feng, Ouyang Xuan Wang said with a grim smile.

"Don't think we'll let you go if you say that. It doesn't matter if we can kill you!"

Looking at a group of warriors in front of him, the corner of Qin Feng's mouth raised a trace of scornful smile and sneered.

"Hehe, it seems that the so-called bulk gate is just like this! What a shame

"Are you really a bunch of mobs who are still playing this wheel tactic?"

In this way, if Qin Feng wants to win him, the difficulty is definitely hell level.

But now, it's so many martial artists who join hands to help Li Xiao.

Moreover, if it is a one-on-one single fight, Qin Feng is sure to defeat it.

But now, that's tricky.

If the original Qin Feng wants to defeat Li Xiao, it is not a particularly difficult thing.

At this moment, the magic tiger breath of the God of iron palm is so domineering that its momentum has been raised several times.

Qin Feng's face was more serious.

We can detect Li Xiao, the God of iron palm, and the terrible breath of the demon tiger blood burst out of his body.

Seeing this, Ouyang Xuan immediately opened his mouth and roared loudly.

"Let's do it together and kill that bastard!"

"This is the blood of the devil tiger, the God of iron palm. Now we have used the power of blood!"

With the appearance of this ghost tiger's shadow, around the void, you can feel a very bloody and violent breath, which begins to cover the whole sky.

The shadow of the magic tiger is very large, and its whole body is full of violence, which makes people have to be vigilant.

Behind him, a shadow like a tiger begins to appear. Its teeth are dancing and its eyes are shining with dark light. It seems that it is a devil tiger from hell.

"Roar!"

In an instant, as if it was thunder general, thoroughly surging up.

With his words finished, the hands of the God of Iron Palm began to condense the magnificent artistic conception of palm.

Whoosh!

Staring at Qin Feng, a cold hum occurs in the mouth of Iron Palm crazy God.

"After all these years, you are still the first one who can compete with me in a low level! It really makes me curious

"I didn't expect that you could block my hand. I have to say, you are a boy who surprised me!"

"Good! Very good! "

With his Kungfu realm, he is as good as the opponent's palm. I really didn't expect that the opponent would be so evil.

Blinking between the eyes, for the strength of the iron hand madness, is also a little surprised.

Qin Feng's body, on the ground for dozens of steps, just stopped the body.

"Bang bang bang!"

The other party's palm cultivation is unparalleled in the world. Almost no one can surpass him in the palm technique.

In particular, Ouyang Xuan, the God of iron palm is a master of the beast sect, so he knows the power of Iron Palm God very well.

Ouyang xuanwang and Yang Yunchen looked at each other and looked at each other. They all saw the look of horror on each other's faces.

"Ridiculous!"

Qin Feng's mouth, cold hum, face is inexplicable change look.

"Damn it, how can such a thing happen at such a time?"