100,000 Years of Body Refining

Is Lige weak?

Being able to sit here and sit with the goddess and goddess, how could he be weak? It's just that Qin Feng is too strong, making him look fragile and unable to withstand a punch.

The Blood God Fist was originally Qin Feng’s strongest trump card except for the Nirvana Sword Art and the Blood God Art. The strength of the blood and the flesh, containing the overbearing power and momentum, is unmatched. Moreover, Qin Feng’s flesh and blood are all. It is the seventh peak. Strictly speaking, if the realm is slightly stronger, Lige, how can you withstand this punch?

Rao is so, this scene is still extremely shocking.

Just one punch to defeat the enemy, who can do it among the same realm in the Blood God Palace?

Qin Feng ignored the shock of the people, stepped forward, sat on the seat before the song, reached out his hand to take the jug, drank directly, and then banged, placing the jug on the table.

"Who else wants to shoot?"

Qin Feng scanned the audience indifferently.

These top figures didn't put Qin Feng in their eyes, but they defeated Lige with one punch, which shows that his combat power is so strong, who would dare to look down upon him.

Even so, Zhu Qiang's fighting will never faded away, instead, it became stronger and stronger, with an incomparably determined expression in his expression.

At this moment, it was not only the pressure to oppress Qin Feng, to make him retreat when he was in trouble, to discourage Yan Qingwu, or to peek at his Dao Guo.

This son is extremely powerful. If no one can suppress it, doesn't it prove that there is no one in the Blood God Palace?

"Brother Qin is really extraordinary. Today, Brother Hua hosted a banquet. How can there be no dance if there is wine? The cultivators of my generation don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so let's dance with war."

Someone stood up beside Qin Feng, clasped his fist and said, "Blood God Palace Lin Xiaotian, please enlighten me from Brother Qin."

Immediately afterwards, the second person, the third person, the fourth person... several figures stood up almost at the same time, clasping their fists towards Qin Feng:

"Gu Changqing of the Blood God Palace, please enlighten me from Brother Qin."

"Blood God Palace Li Hentian, please enlighten me from Brother Qin."

"Li Huairen of the Blood Palace, please enlighten me from Brother Qin."

"Blood Palace..."

For a time, several powerful men got up at the same time, wanting to fight Qin Feng. Among them, there were some goddesses and goddesses, such as Mu Feichen. Their eyes were cold, their blood was strong, and their momentum had already been condensed to the extreme, which was extremely shocking.

This……

The blood cultivators outside the hall looked at Zhu Qiang like this, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

The top disciples of the Blood God Palace actually stood up at the same time. Is this trying to challenge Qin Feng at the same time?

Somewhat inappropriate.

These top figures didn't mean to join forces. They were all the top arrogances of the Blood God Palace. Among them, there were **** sons and goddesses. They were all arrogant generations with their own pride.

He got up at this moment, just wanting to fight Qin Feng.

"Let me fight first." Mu Feichen said indifferently, and took a step forward. He had approached Qin Feng before, and wanted to fight, letting Qin Feng know that there were still people in the Blood God Palace.

Just because the elder wanted to meet, so I gave up.

At this moment, let's continue.

"Why do you have to take the shot? Gu Changqing alone is enough." Gu Changqing was not polite, and several strong men stepped forward, as if they were all confident.

"Wheel fighting?"

Just when Feichen and they both wanted to fight, Qin Feng drank a sip and smiled: "Although it sounds better than joining hands, I have limited time. You should go together."

The voice fell, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Go together?

This made everyone's face changed, that is, the eight-fold gods of Brilliance Wind all stared down, and Mu Feichen's faces were full of sullen and angry faces.

There were seven people in front of Qin Feng, all top figures with strong combat power. Among them were two goddesses, one goddess, who was the peak of the seventh stage, with one foot stepping into the eighth stage, and the fighting strength was even more powerful.

If the seven of them joined forces, they would be the top eight heavenly gods, and none of them would have a chance of winning. Qin Feng actually asked them to go together. This is not arrogant and arrogant, it is completely contempt.

"Arrogant!"

Zhu Qiang shouted angrily.

They have their own pride and disdain to join hands, but Qin Feng wants them to go together, making them feel a strong offense, which is a humiliation to them.

"I'll learn your master's tricks."

Gu Changqing rushed out angrily, her short hair grew rapidly, her green silk turned white, and then she was stained with blood. Each one was as sharp as a divine sword, and went towards Qin Feng indiscriminately.

Gu Changqing is not the kind of character who has just broken through the boundary of Li Ge. He broke through the boundary ten years ago, and now he is close to the seventh peak, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.

The most frightening thing was that her blue silk turned white hair, dyed red with blood, and it was invincible and sharp. It was a defensive artifact of the same level that could easily penetrate it.

If Qin Feng only relied on the divine body to fight, he couldn't resist it at all.

Chi Chi Chi Chi.

really.

Qin Feng didn't pay too much attention to it, but when his blood-red hair swept across like a waterfall, many pierced his magical defenses, leaving several slender blood marks on his arms.

"interesting."

Qin Feng smiled, but he only raised two points of interest. He stretched out his hand to make a fist, and the blood **** fist blasted out, shattering many blood hairs.

It's just that thousands of **** hairs criss-crossed, constantly entwining the blood **** fists, and when they hit half a foot in front of Gu Changqing's body, they stopped speeding, and were finally shattered by the **** hair.

"You are nothing but that."

Seeing that Qin Feng’s blood mark was resolved, Gu Changqing couldn’t help but sneered, “Hand over Dao Guo, and then leave, the Blood God Palace does not welcome you, otherwise...”

"Otherwise?" Qin Feng asked with a sneer.

"Otherwise, I will personally send you down the mountain, and then it won't look so good." Gu Changqing said coldly.

"Only you are not qualified enough."

Qin Feng shook his head and sneered, and the blood on his body burst into the sky, and immediately shattered the hall, soaring up to ninety thousand miles, causing the void to tremble.

The sword intent is rolling, and it seems that there are endless swords bred and born.

Immediately afterwards, the blood sword fell across the air, and before the sword arrived, the meaning of horror was poured out, constantly cutting Gu Changqing's long hair, causing her expression to change suddenly.

"Nirvana Sword Art!"

Many people have changed their faces, how unusual is the blood sword god's unique knowledge.

Gu Changqing instantly felt the strong oppression, her long hair continued to grow, and the roots rose, like a thousand divine swords rising against the sky, facing the sword intent of dying.

boom.

The terrible tremor shook the world, and the Nirvana sword intent fell across the sky, extinguishing everything all the way, the moment when thousands of long hair touched, it was constantly shattered, and it was unable to withstand the sword power.

The blood sword carries the meaning of dying, and Peimo can take it, causing Gu Changqing's body to tremble. Before the sword arrives, he burst out like a heavy blow.

"How do you send me down the mountain?"

Qin Feng sneered looking at Gu Changqing who had exploded.

Gu Changqing's face was pale, and the other strong expressions were also moved. It was Hua Chenfeng and other eight heavenly gods, who were vaguely dignified.

"Don't be arrogant, let me learn your strength."

Li Hentian stepped out, his burly body, rough face, like a brawny man, he stretched out his hand to hold it, blood condensed into a knife, and smashed it down like a peerless sword.

Li Hentian is the seventh realm of the deity, focusing on the sword technique, blood radiating the sword intent, and incomparable. He is qualified to challenge the son of God, and he is not weak at all.

He slashed out, the blood burst open, and turned into ninety-nine blood knives, echoing each other in the distance, implying the meaning of formation, and quickly slashed towards Qin Feng.

The blood knife shines in the world, many people only feel that their eyes are tingling, it is difficult to look directly, and the horror of the Taoism is madly permeated, as if it can smash this world.

However, when the ninety-nine blood knives were like rain, when they slashed Qin Feng's body, they only left a few small bloodstains, and they couldn't completely shake Qin Feng's body.

"Come again!"

Li Hentian's eyes were introverted, and the blood continued to explode. Ninety-nine blood knives condensed again, merged into one, and cut out with a single knife, just like a true peerless divine sword, capable of dominating the world.

The knife broke through the space, such as a bloodstain caused by a knife cut and water, and its front can be seen to the extreme.

However, at this moment, the sword intent of the nirvana suddenly fell, and the blood knife of Li Hentian was greeted straightly. Only a bang was heard. The blood knife could not bear the sword intent, and it split instantly, shaking in all directions, sweeping the entire seat The hall is broken through holes.

The strong sword intent is to retreat from Li Hen.

"It's vulnerable."

Qin Feng glanced at Li Hentian indifferently, then glanced at the screen Feichen and everything else, and said coldly: "You guys will go on together, otherwise there is no chance of winning."