Ancient True Dragon Art

Compared with the shock in the heart of Sikong Jiuzhi, Qin Feng's heart was a surprise.

The power of the battle mark of the wind really exceeded his imagination, facing the same sharp wind force, it could be broken open forcibly, even without consuming much power.

"court death!"

Facing the smashed spirit sword palm, Sikong's nine fingers were completely angered and roared like a **** roar.

A finger with golden patterns suddenly tore through the sky, and moved quickly:

"Tiantianzhi!"

"This finger is enough to tear the sky apart, and it contains a ray of golden artistic conception. Even the powers of the same level of the gods don't dare to fight against me, let alone you juniors! "

Sikong Jiuzhi is very confident about his own finger.

He has nine **** techniques, each of which can deter the ten directions and deter the sky.

At this time, this extinguishing finger can be described as an all-out effort, the dragon-python-like energy condenses, and the dragon looms, as if this is not a finger, but a pillar of heaven and earth.

"Humph"

There was a cold snort at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

At this time, although he was still not sure that he could defeat this Sagong Nine Fingers, he would never be as embarrassed as he was last time, and he was even beaten without the slightest resistance.

"Huh"

With a move of his mind, between his palms flew, there was an extra sessile blade in his palm!

The blade flickered, with a biting cold light, and there were more blue lights flowing in it, like a dragon and a snake.

"Chichichichi..."

With the appearance of the handleless blade, for a while, the entire space seemed to be shocked. The powerful explosive force that could not be covered was vented to the extreme at this moment.

Even this blond young man has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he was only slightly shocked by Qin Feng, but now, when he saw this violent wind and thunder blade, his face finally began to change suddenly that could not be covered. .

Even such a proud guy can show such an expression, let alone Sikong Jiuzhi.

At this moment, Sikong's nine fingers were completely astonished, looking at Qin Feng like a ghost, never expected that the other party would exude such an astonishing aura.

The appearance of that stalkless blade even made the surrounding space constantly rustle and crack.

It seems that there is a peerless **** blade to appear in the world!

"This is? No... it's impossible!"

Suddenly, the Sikong Jiuzhi saw the wonderful rune behind Qin Feng, his eyes widened, and he screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

"The battle mark of the wind? This is impossible!"

There, the runes are like sapphire, with a breath of wind, and between the upstream and downstream, there are obvious lines of limans. Such a breath and such destructive power also make Sikong Jiuzhi think of the power of wind. A peak of comprehension—Warmark!

This Qin Feng actually condensed a battle mark?

"laugh"

Facing the astonishment of Sikong’s nine fingers, Qin Feng didn’t give him the slightest chance to breathe. The palm of his hand was raised quickly. The wind and thunder blade turned into an indescribable stream of light, and instantly blasted towards the opponent’s Extinguishing Finger. past……

And it was at this moment when Qin Feng and that Skong Jiuzhi were fighting.

Far away, behind them, two crazy and stern roars suddenly passed out, and then two crazy waves rushed out fiercely, like a waking dragon.

The place they impacted is clearly where Qin Feng and this group of people are...