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Zhang Luo shot at Xia Feng with a ferocious expression, his long sword passed by, and sword energy continued to emerge around Xia Feng.

Xia Feng remained calm, and the Wuji Divine Armor on his body was propped up again, directly resisting these scattered sword energy.

Zhang Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and he asked in disbelief: "Aren't you lacking in divine power and seriously injured? How could you resist these sword energies?"

Xia Feng snorted lightly and looked at Zhang Luo with growing impatience. The Heaven Burial Sword in his hand made a clear sword sound, making all the swords in the hands of the Yu Clan's geniuses tremble slightly, as if they were afraid of Xia Feng's hands. It's like this long sword.

Zhang Luo's face was ugly, and he looked at Xia Feng with even more resentment. He knew that the Sky Burial Sword in Xia Feng's hand was an ancient artifact and had a certain restraint effect on these ordinary sword weapons.

But being able to restrain himself to this extent clearly means that Xia Feng's swordsmanship has reached a certain level.

Zhang Luo didn't want to admit it, but looking at the strong sword energy on Xia Feng's Heaven-Burying Sword, it didn't matter if he didn't admit it. Seeing that he might die under this Heaven-Burying Sword today.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qin Qiong beside him with a somewhat urgent expression: "Master Qin, now that the matter has come to this, you still don't plan to take action?"

Qin Qiong paused and did not answer Zhang Luo's words.

He was now staring at Xia Feng with suspicion, his heart full of surprise and hesitation.

No one knows the strength of the previous beam of light better than him. Even though it is impossible to use the full power of the God King in the Tiandan Secret Realm, only 20% of the strength is a move Qin Qiong chose after careful consideration.

That attack fell on Xia Feng. He originally thought that Xia Feng would die on the spot, but he didn't expect that this kid still had a lot of good things in him. He actually blocked the attack and only suffered some injuries.

Now he just chatted with Zhang Luo for a few words, and Xia Feng's injuries disappeared just like that, and he seemed to have completely recovered.

This made Qin Qiong feel a little confused, wondering if his original plan could continue properly.

Xia Feng didn't care what these people were thinking. He was very impatient at this moment. With a wave of the Sky Burial Sword in his hand, the genius of the Rain Clan who was closer was immediately turned into powder by the aftermath of the sword energy.

Zhang Luo's heart was so painful that he was about to bleed, and his face became more and more gloomy. He looked at Xia Feng with an expression of naked and undisguised murderous intent. Unfortunately, Xia Feng looked like he was incompetent and furious. There is no threat at all.

On the contrary, Qin Qiong on the other side secretly shot out another beam of light while Xia Feng was not paying attention.

It's just that this time he wasn't as lucky as the last time. Before he could get close to Xia Feng, he was already blocked by the Wuji Divine Armor. The remaining power was counterattacked by the God Burial Bell on Xia Feng's left wrist. , Qin Qiong also suffered a big hidden loss.

Qin Qiong secretly resented that this boy had some shitty luck. Not only was he favored by many goddesses, but he also had so many opportunities to obtain so many ancient artifacts.

Seeing Xia Feng using ancient artifacts to deal with them one after another, Qin Qiong wished that the ancient artifacts would drain him of his power and turn him into a skeleton in the next moment.

Just as the thought came to his mind, the sound of the God Burial Bell struck again, making Qin Qiong's eyes wander again.

Except for Zhang Luo, all the geniuses of the Rain Clan next to him had been eliminated by Xia Feng. Only Zhang Luo was left with a defensive artifact to protect his brain and could barely hold on. Xia Feng's thoughts turned, and the God Burial Bell grew a lot bigger out of thin air. It stopped in front of him in the air, and then a colorful divine power hit the God Burial Bell directly, causing it to make a dull and melodious sound. .

Zhang Luo spat out a mouthful of blood again, his breath was sluggish as if he was going to die in the next moment, but he still wanted to hold Xia Feng on his back before he died.

Qin Qiong, who was next to him, also had a surge of energy and blood. He swallowed the smell of blood that hit his throat. At the same time, the jade flute in his hand kept making sounds, as if trying to offset the attack of Xia Feng's God Burial Bell.

But if Xia Feng could be resisted so easily, wouldn't all his opportunities and artifacts have been wasted on him?

The nine rings of the Burial God sounded one after another, and the faces of the two people who were still holding on became increasingly ugly.

When the final sound came, Qin Qiong could still hold on to his last breath with the cultivation of the God King, while the limp Zhang Luo next to him had long since lost his breath.

Qin Qiong also tried to make a final struggle: "You, you can't kill me. I am the God King. If you kill me..."

Qin Qiong was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to use to threaten Xia Feng.

His cultivation level is already at the top of the entire Qin Clan, but now that he is in the hands of Xia Feng, if he mentions the Qin Clan at this time, it will lead to the annihilation of the clan.

But if Xia Feng was to deal with it like this, Qin Qiong's heart was full of unwillingness, and her body was trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end she couldn't say anything, and was directly killed by Xia Feng's Sky Burial Sword. Beheaded.

After seeing that the God King was completely dead, Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fell to the ground, and put away the God Burial Bell in front of him in embarrassment.

You must know that the more and stronger the people the Buried God Nine Rings deal with, the more divine power is required. Although the last ring will definitely take away the enemy's life, he must also consider whether he can sustain this consumption.

Qin Qiong is still a divine king no matter what. Xia Feng's Nine Rings of Burial God drained all his divine power, and finally left Qin Qiong breathing.

If he hadn't wanted to beg for mercy, and Xia Feng had taken the opportunity to behead him with the Sky Burial Sword, and had Qin Qiong recovered in the end, it was still unclear who would be the winner.

Xia Feng panted for a while. After his body recovered some strength, he stood up with the Sky Burial Sword and looked at the God King he had killed for the first time with a complicated expression.

"Oh, I can't kill you? Are you threatening me?"

"The last person who threatened me, Zhang Baiyu, didn't even see his body. The majestic God King couldn't even distinguish this. You deserve to die here today."

He let out a long breath, not caring about eliminating the traces around him, and focused on flying outside. After finding a safe place, he got into the Dream Bead and thoroughly digested the gains during this period.

At this time, in the Dream Pearl, the girls were already waiting a little anxiously. If they had not been unable to leave the Dream Pearl on their own initiative, they would have rushed out to help Xia Feng solve these troubles.

When they saw Xia Feng coming in, everyone gathered around him to ask for help, fearing that Xia Feng had been seriously injured. (End of chapter)