Despite this small gap, the combat effectiveness of the two sides can be described as one in the sky, the other on the ground, totally different!

It is only the few carefree swords and the huge power behind them, which is by no means comparable to rongqingmen.

People only rely on the skill, it is enough to crush you!

Judging from the two of them, it is obvious that they are familiar with each other, and the strength gap is not too big.

Looked at cold a cold, a young man beside, indifferent smile said.

"Cold one cold, this boy's strength, seems to be very good!"

Even around, those top talents, such as Leng Yihan and others, are looking at Qin Feng.

That's the fight!

Just a small generation with three levels of Huayuan environment, can you fly the sword jade with extraordinary talent directly?

At this moment, what happened was beyond their knowledge!

There was a famous martial artist, whose expression on his face was astonished and inexplicable.

Is it a dream?

It's amazing!

No one expected that Qin Feng would defeat the Xiaoyao sword with only one fist, and fly thousands of meters away?

Everyone is shocked!

"How could it be!"

This just reluctantly, steady body shape!

Xiaoyao sword is less than the whole body. It is a thousand kilometers away by the power of this fist.

But under Qin Feng's fist, there is still no way to resist.

Even if it is the little cultivation of the Xiaoyao sword, how amazing.

Qin Feng's terrible punch, like an ancient wild giant god, was huge and amazing. It was beyond anyone's expectation!

"Boom..."

His body was out of control and flew out quickly towards the back.

The next moment!

Xiaoyao sword less, only feel that the whole person is oppressed by the mountain like force.

"Bang!"

Qin Feng's terrible fist will shatter several black cracks in the surrounding void.

With the power of one punch, it explodes!

Compared with Qin Feng's body method speed, he seems to be awake a step too late!

Only!

The Xiaoyao sword is also successful. He wakes up from the suppression of Qin Feng's soul power.

This time!

"Boom

With a cold hum, Qin Feng's real yuan was in motion, and with a fist he carried the supreme power to frighten the ten sides and fiercely bombarded Xiaoyao sword.

How can Qin Feng miss such a good opportunity?

"Hum!"

Aware that Qin Feng's incomparable soul awe, that Xiaoyao sword little suddenly felt bad, the heart began to exclaim.

"Not good!"

At this moment, his whole soul, as if trapped in the ice cellar, chill evil!

The eyes of the two sides confront each other. In an instant, the Xiaoyao sword, like being struck by lightning, trembles again.

In Qin Feng's eyes, however, there are wisps of red light, weird and mysterious.

That's the moment.

However!

This boy, startled, dare to frighten him?

His eyes, mercilessly swept to Qin Feng, a face of evil spirit!

It's like a big shock.

In the face of Qin Feng, he suddenly opened his mouth and drank furiously. Even if it was the cultivation of Xiaoyao sword, he could not help shaking his body.

The voice of Qinfeng, as bright as thunder, makes the surrounding void, are constantly swaying up.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng's mouth, suddenly roared.

"Sword jade!"

"Hum!"

Cold a cold mouth, cold a voice, but did not speak.

However, from the depth of his eyes, it is obvious that the evil spirit is diffused indefinitely.