Jianling Nine Heavens

Chapter 870 Nine Dragon Palace

However, he is also a spiritual cultivator who is not weak, and his reaction is quite sharp. He immediately stretched out his hand and retreated to the side.

"Which bastard is looking for death!" Several young men at the side shouted loudly and looked around, finally focusing on Qin Feng who was walking slowly.

"Huh? Where's the drunkard, get out of here!" One of them yelled violently, "Otherwise, don't blame grandpa for being rude to you!"

At this moment, Qin Feng was holding the sword in his right hand and the pot in his left, and walked forward step by step.

The sword just now came from his hand.

Nourished by the fine wine in the old drunkard's gourd in the past few days, Qin Feng's physical injuries improved, and his cultivation also recovered a little.

His mental strength has reached the third level of Heavenly Spirit King, but in terms of sword repair, he is only the Ninth Level Heavenly Sword Leader, because the sword spirit body is too severely damaged, and it is difficult to recover, and even because of the backlash of the Nirvana Sword, even if it is cured, it will not be enough. He is the Sword King of the Nine Heavens, and he needs to practice again to become the Sword King.

But this is also because Qin Feng didn't take the initiative to recuperate, and only relied on those few sips of good wine. If he paid attention to cultivation and recovery from the beginning, his strength would at least be multiplied several times.

Qin Feng took a sip of his wine, looked towards the opposite side, and shouted: "Shameless bastard! I hate you the most in my life!"

"! Where did the drunkard come from, have you gone drunk? How dare you spoil Grandpa's good deeds!" The purple-clothed man settled down, and when he saw Qin Feng, he couldn't help but cursed, "Fuck me!"

As his words fell, several other young men beside him rushed up and attacked Qin Feng.

These people all looked to be in their thirties, and they all had the cultivation base of a spirit king, so their talents were not weak.

Without further ado, Qin Feng raised his sword to meet him. Although his cultivation had only recovered a little and he was not yet the Sword King, he was happy and fearless relying on the strength of the soul sword in his hand.

"Nine-turn Tianluo Slash!" Qin Feng used the most commonly used sword skill in the training place.

"Boom!"

As he turned around and slashed out with his sword, a gust of wind burst out immediately, and a vortex of sword shadow swept towards the rushing person.

At the same time, Qin Feng secretly displayed "Enchanted Soul" and "Crying Soul", affecting the few people on the opposite side.

Fortunately, Qin Feng's mental strength was not weak, and the power of the soul sword was displayed, and the few people who rushed were stunned for a moment, as if they were absent-minded.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud noise, and those people were knocked into the air one after another and suffered some injuries.

"Damn it, how dare you hurt my people!" the man in purple roared, "Do you know who this young master is?"

Qin Feng glanced at the opponent as if looking at a fool, remained silent, rushed out again, and directly used sword skills to attack and kill.

"Bastard! How dare you despise me!" The man in purple was furious and shot himself.

This person's strength is not weak. He has reached the fifth level of Heavenly Spirit King. He is a Lei Lingxiu. He immediately uses his spiritual skills to attack and transforms into an electric snake to shoot at Qin Feng.

"Spirit Breaking Slash!" Qin Feng yelled, and performed the Nirvana Slashing technique.

"Boom!"

The electric snake was shattered, sending out waves of electric lights.

During the flickering of the electric light, Qin Feng's mental power suddenly discovered that a thin needle passed through the electric light and went straight to his throat.

"What a vicious method!" Qin Feng was startled, the thieves were so ruthless and ruthless when fighting, and wanted to sneak attack him.

However, Qin Feng's combat experience is so rich, and his mental strength has been detected, he immediately used "Dragon Pan Step" and dodged aside.

Although the cultivation level is no longer there, some footwork and sword skills can still be used, and the experience skills will not be forgotten.

Qin Feng immediately urged "Chasing Soul", rushed out quickly, and directly attacked the opponent.

"You escaped my hidden dragon thorn?" The purple-clothed man was slightly surprised, and the next moment he found Qin Feng in front of him, "Damn it, Golden Dragon Horn!"

Following his shout, a sharp horn suddenly appeared, blocking Qin Feng's attack.

This is actually a second-grade spirit treasure. For a middle-level spirit king, it is unbelievable to own a spirit treasure. Thinking about it, this purple-clothed man either has an adventure or an extraordinary status.

But Qin Feng's treasures would never be less than his, and he immediately sacrificed the cross shield defense that he hadn't used for a long time, and his right hand didn't slow down at all, he slashed straight down, secretly mobilizing the power of "Soul Extermination".

The purple-clothed man's eyes widened, and he tried his best to change his fate, and at the same time sacrificed a first-grade spirit treasure for defense.

"Stab!"

There was only a crackling sound, and the spirit treasure of the first grade was useless in front of the soul sword, and it shattered instantly.

"What!" The man in purple turned pale in shock.

And just when Qin Feng's long sword was about to slash, a figure suddenly approached him and slapped him lightly, but suddenly the wind was strong, and wind blades swept towards him.

"Advanced Spirit King!" Feeling this wave of energy fluctuations, Qin Feng was stunned.

At this moment, because of his serious injury, his strength was not as good as before, so he hurriedly urged the Jade Emperor's battle armor on his body to defend with all his strength.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of wind blades hit the light curtain released by the Jade Emperor's battle armor, making crisp noises, but failed to break through.

It was only at this time that Qin Feng noticed that the person beside him was a man in a white robe. Nine long dragons could be vaguely embroidered on the white robe, exuding a sense of power, and his eyes were also glowing faintly. The golden light looks quite extraordinary.

This person is also not very old, he is estimated to be 289 years old, but he can reach the high-level spirit king, which is enough to prove his talent, and it seems that he has a lot of background.

"Is it a high-level spirit treasure? It's a big deal!" the white-robed man said slowly.

For the rest of his life, the purple-clothed man was surprised to see the white-robed man. At the same time, he glared at Qin Feng, his eyes were full of anger, and roared: "Senior Ximen, you came at the right time, kill him quickly! How dare he kill him?" To move us is to make an enemy of my Nine Dragon Palace, and it must be eradicated!"

"Nine Dragon Palace?" Qin Feng frowned slightly, as if he had heard the name before, but couldn't remember it.

When the people around heard the name, they all changed color and retreated far away, but the originally bustling street became silent.

Even the two young and beautiful women lost their color for a while, their faces were extremely pale.

"Hmph, you bastard, if you dare to provoke me, you will definitely regret coming to this world!" Seeing the expressions of the people around him, the man in purple seemed to be extremely satisfied, and sneered again and again.

But Qin Feng didn't change his face, he glanced at him coldly, and then looked at the white robed man beside him.

The white-robed man snorted coldly, and shot at Qin Feng again. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, as if there was a dragon's chant.

"Dragon sings to the nine heavens!" the white-robed man shouted, punching quickly, and a wind dragon roared out, attacking Qin Feng.

"Coiling Dragon Spear!" Qin Feng pushed the Coiling Dragon Spear out with his mental power, and also let out bursts of dragon chants.

"Boom!"

When Panlongspear met Fenglong, it had a certain upper hand.

However, the man in white robe immediately took out a spiritual treasure, which was a long spear, a third-grade spiritual treasure.

Holding the gun in both hands, he danced quickly, and suddenly the gun gusted, and turned into white dragons one after another, rushing towards Qin Feng.

(End of this chapter)