I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Looking at the old man from the Feng family who came to kill him, Qin Feng was not afraid at all, and his heart was very calm. Holding the Zhuxian sword in his hand, the vast sword intent rushed out of his body, and went directly to meet him.

"when!"

In the blink of an eye, the two collided together, the sound was deafening, and the mighty sound wave, like a huge wave, swept across the four directions.

Large areas of towering giant trees were uprooted, and boulders were crushed into powder.

The hard ground also subsided as a whole, with countless cracks centered on the two of them, spreading like spider webs, even causing the water in the nearby lake to pour back.

"Kick! Kick! Kick!"

The old man in black robe was slashed back again and again by Qin Feng's sword. Every step made the ground shake violently, like a moving ancient giant, leaving deep footprints and large cracks.

After more than ten steps, he barely stopped his figure.

"What!" Such a scene was beyond the expectations of the monks present, and they were all astonished. They did not expect that Qin Feng had the upper hand in the first collision between the two.

"You... you can beat me back!" The old man of the Feng family looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.

He is not an ordinary Ninth Layer Heavenly Cultivator at the Creation Realm, but one whose cultivation has been suppressed at the Martial Extreme Realm.

Under normal circumstances, those ordinary Ninth Layer Heaven cultivators in the Good Fortune Realm are not his all-in-one enemies at all.

He thought that facing Qin Feng, if he couldn't completely crush him, he would still have the upper hand, but he didn't expect that he would be repelled instead.

"I said just now that I can not only defeat Feng Mu by chance, but also kill you by chance." Qin Feng said indifferently.

While speaking, he took the initiative.

Holding the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand, he took a step forward, clanging the sword, and rushed straight to the sky, followed by the vast sword energy, like a majestic sea, towards the old man of the Feng family.

"I don't believe this old man, you can still kill me today!" the strong Feng family said in disbelief.

Holding an ancient black spear in his hand, a terrifying killing intent was released from his body, sweeping around, and met Qin Feng.

The two fought together, a violent collision erupted, and their figures flickered, constantly appearing everywhere in this world, it was hard for ordinary monks to see clearly.

"Boom! Boom!"

Under the continuous fierce collision, terrifying energy erupted here, shaking the world, the lake next to it had evaporated, and the void was constantly shattered, making this place look like an ancient battlefield.

Qin Feng held the Zhuxian sword, and the Longevity Scripture was running crazily. The energy in his body surged, and the spiritual energy surged. He opened and closed. With his tyrannical strength, he pressed forward step by step.

There was even a shattered sword energy that passed through the protective aura of the old man of the Feng family, leaving bloodstains on his body.

"Hiss... This Qin Feng is too strong, the old man of the Feng family is suppressed and has no power to fight back."

"Now it seems that Feng Mu's defeat in his hands is inevitable."

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Seeing the battle situation in front of them, many monks couldn't help but gasped and exclaimed.

And the old man of the Feng family, who had been suppressed all this time, had a livid face. He came to vent his anger on Feng Mu today and killed Qin Feng. Now that he is like this, he feels extremely aggrieved.

"Buzz!"

He was unwilling, but he still sacrificed a purple bait gossip stove and stood in front of him.

"Crack!"

Qin Feng slashed down with his sword, directly smashing the Purple Bait Bagua Furnace to pieces.

Although this is an incomplete Nirvana artifact, it was suppressed in this secret realm and was very fragile.

The old man of the Feng family was in great pain, but he still took this opportunity to retreat to a distance.

"As expected of a servant of the Desolate Ancient Family, it's really a big hand. He casually sacrificed a spirit weapon of the Martial Realm." Qin Feng looked at the old man of the Feng family who had retreated into the distance, and said coldly.

"Boy, don't be complacent, I will kill you today." While the old man of the Feng family was speaking, the arm of his right hand suddenly released blood red light.

He was injecting his blood essence into the black ancient spear in his hand.

His breath began to fall continuously.

"Om..."

On the contrary, the black ancient spear in the hands of the old man of the Feng family began to tremble, and the ancient pattern on it lit up with a faint light.

The terrifying murderous intent immediately spread around the black ancient spear, making all the monks feel the biting cold, as if they were in an ice cellar.

Faintly, there was also the sound of Long Yin, but it sounded a bit like a scream of pain.

"Qin Feng, be careful, this is the dragon-slaying spear, a broken Nirvana weapon, forged from special materials, it has the effect of restraining dragon energy!"

When Tang Rui saw this weapon, he immediately exclaimed: "The Zulong Nest's suppression of this weapon may not be that powerful."

He has seen this weapon on the weapon list of the Temple of Wealth, and the reason why it was forged is to deal with creatures like dragons. Although the restraining effect on dragon creatures is far inferior to that of binding dragons, it is also famous. .

"Chong!"

And at this moment, the soft sound of the ancient black spear resounded between the heaven and the earth.

The breath it released, the void it pressed violently vibrated, and a large number of cracks appeared.

The dragon-slaying spear has slaughtered quite a few creatures like flood dragons, and the material is special, which has a natural restraint on dragon energy. The law of the ancestor dragon's nest heaven and earth does not suppress it that much.

The expressions of the monks here all changed suddenly.

"Hiss... As expected of a desolate ancient family, it really has a profound heritage!"

"That's why, no matter how talented ordinary casual cultivators are, it's hard for them to achieve anything. It's hard for them to survive in the face of the siege of ancient-level powerful people."

Seeing that the dragon-slaying spear was so terrifying, all the monks present couldn't help shaking their heads.

No matter how strong Qin Feng was, he could still maintain his suppression when facing the old man of the Feng family, but in front of this dragon-slaying spear, he would definitely die.

"Brother Qin Feng, be careful!" Chu Xianxian also became worried, praying secretly in his heart.

"Hey...boy, with this dragon-slaying spear, you will die today." The old man of the Feng family said with a pale face, holding the dragon-slaying spear tightly, and said in an extremely serious manner.

At this time, Qin Feng's face became serious, and he was about to sacrifice the Wanshang Bow.

With this dragon-slaying spear, the old man of the Feng family is indeed difficult to deal with.

Although it is easy to expose him as a chaotic body by directly taking out the Wanshang Bow, but he can use the glazed light to cover up the appearance and breath of the Wanshang Bow.

"Grass, my dragon clan provoked you, and I think about killing dragons all day long."

But at this time, the black dragon in the nine-story demon tower couldn't take it anymore, and cursed.

He felt that Emperor Misty had just forged a dragon-binding rope, and it was an insult to the Dragon Clan if he dared to take this name for a mere Nirvana artifact.

"Why, are you going to rush out and kill him?" Qin Feng said via voice transmission.