Ancient Dragon Spell

Fight hard

"no matter what

"I, Qin Feng, will fight to the death!"

Bang!

Qin Feng, can resist this knife, it is only because his soul power is strong enough.

In the face of this kind of materialized terrible knife awn, the soul power is at a disadvantage.

It just resisted it!

But!

With the speed of thunder, he fiercely resisted Wang Xuantian's blade.

At the same time!

An illusory image of the God of war was suddenly released from Qin Feng's eyebrows.

You can see it!

Qin Feng roared up his head, suddenly opened his eyes, the fierce soul of war, in this moment burst out unprecedented power.

"Break it for me!"

"Fierce war spirit!"

"Drink

One after another, powerful soul power began to boil and explode in the sea of his soul!

At the moment, Qin Feng's mental state has reached an unprecedented level.

Slightly closed his eyes, as if asleep in general!

And then!

Qin Feng clenched his teeth and stood up slowly!

Boom!

However, he Qinfeng is not a man waiting to die, and he can not easily give up!

Although, there is no way to deal with Wang Xuantian.

But!

Qin Feng's heart, can not help but secretly smile, full of helplessness.

But he can no longer resist!

This time!

That terrible and cruel black knife awn suddenly burst out from the void, and Qin Feng couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Boom!

It's another knife!

The next moment!

Seeing that Qin Feng was beaten hard and vomited blood, but lost an arm, the ferocious smile on Wang Xuantian's face was even more cruel!

"Goodbye, Qin Feng!"

"But now that you have no arms, what are you going to take against me?"

"In such a situation, I can be stabbed next!"

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng, you are really an immortal little Qiang!"

"Ha ha..."

I tried my best to save my life at the cost of one arm!

Qin Feng!

Qin Feng's right arm, was actually that Dao Mang, mercilessly to tear up, lost an arm!

At the same time!

Qin Feng couldn't help humming, and a big blood mist came out of his mouth.

In an instant!

The terrible knife awn, as if in the crazy tearing muscle, continuously along the Qinfeng meridians, began to destroy.

"Poof..."

The terrifying sword awn that surged out suddenly invaded Qin Feng's whole body meridians.

The powerful Dao awn, is the Yu Wei does not reduce a cent, mercilessly cuts through the empty shackles, bombards in Qin Feng's entire right hand.

At the same time!

The sword spirit was smashed by the terrible blade of magic knife!

Just a moment!

However!

Just like a real dragon, he cut it out of his hand in an instant!

Sword spirit!

Qin Feng's hand, once again condensed into an illusory sword Qi.

The continuous roaring sound, at this moment, reverberates around the body of Qin Feng.

"Boom, boom!"

…

"Fierce war soul, come out again!"

"The power of the real dragon, increase!"

"Drink

Seeing the terrible blade, Qin Feng's face was firm and resolute, and there was no trace of fear on his face.

The shadow of the fierce spirit of war, which was fierce and violent like the God of war, was suddenly chopped by the blade.

After that!

The power of Dao mang was weakened by force, and only 30% of its strength was left to bombard Qin Feng.