Celestial Eyed Doctor

"The Pang family really thinks highly of me. I'm flattered that they sent experts like you to kill me!" sneered. Qin Feng was not in disorder in the face of the attack of the three strong forces. He saw Qin Feng's palms folded and his lips wriggled up and down, as if he was talking silently. The next second, he burst out and drank Qin Feng's palms up, Qin Feng was shrouded by a burning fire barrier.

After the attack and killing moves of the three strong enemies hit this flame barrier, they set off bursts of red flame ripples, like the ripples caused by stones thrown into Hu Po, which are cascading and spreading.

At present, two of the three have reached the high-level level of heaven and man, while the other old man with white beard has reached the height of the peak of heaven and man. If ordinary people face the encirclement and killing of the three strong enemies, they will be in a hurry and confused. Qin Feng seems very calm, as if he doesn't pay attention to the three strong enemies at all.

Now, Qin Feng's body hardness has reached a very high level. Coupled with the refining of the volcanic heart, it is no longer better than before. The real yuan in his body has already been transformed into the breath of fire. I can see that Qin Feng's whole body emits a continuous flame breath from time to time, and the red Mars rises like the God of fire, powerful and domineering.

"I didn't expect that this son's means were so clever, and I smelled an extremely hot breath of fire. Could it be that this son has completely turned all the real elements in his body into the breath of fire?"

The brow was slightly wrinkled, and the old man's face showed a touch of vigilance and dignity. You know, even if ordinary friars specialize in the martial arts and war skills of fire attribute, it will take decades to convert all the real elements in their body into fire breath. In this way, their combat power will increase exponentially, but similarly, the probability of success is extremely slim.

But Qin Feng, so young and in his twenties, has reached such a situation, which is rare in the world. It should have surprised these Pang family strong people!

"Whatever the breath of fire, even if the flames were extinguished!" the middle-aged man in a Kirin suit gave a cold drink and immediately rose to the ground. His body rubbed and jumped tens of meters high. The sword hummed in his hand. The clanging sound of the sword, together with the air around him, seemed to be affected by the blade of the sword. The hiss continued and shouted, The middle-aged man in the Kirin suit held his sword in both hands and slashed the sword ten feet away from the air. It was like a divine punishment. He swept his head towards Qin Feng below.

The white robed middle-aged man holding the piano in one hand also drank coldly. The whole person seemed to be held in the air by an invisible force, suspended, and his slender white and tender fingers kept playing the strings on the piano, melodious to his ears, like the roar of thousands of miles of ghosts and spirits.

The sound of the piano is mixed with a series of negative emotions, such as desolation, resentment, sadness, anger and so on, and such negative emotions are still gradually expanding. If you change your mind to be weak, you may have been possessed by this melody for a long time. However, Qin Feng's mind has been forged after thousands of hammers and trials, and will it be loose?

The bright and dazzling sword almost instantly stopped at Qin Feng's flame barrier. Suddenly, a sea of fire rose on this layer of flame barrier, and the whole barrier shook violently at this time, as if it would disappear at any time. Qin Feng within the barrier retreated a few steps. At the same time, The black haze driven by the melody of the piano turned into thousands of skeletons at this time. Qin Feng emerged one by one holding knives, guns, swords and halberds like crucian carp crossing the river.

"One piano and one sword are perfectly matched!" with a sneer, Qin Feng looked at him, and the bright moon clanged out of his waist. Under the control of Qin Feng's idea, the bright moon sword buzzed and turned into a streamer, just like a swish of independent consciousness.

"Hmm? With the intention to control the sword and the thought as the move, the boy cultivated the sword intention?" seeing this behind the scenes, the white haired old man's face showed a shock color at this time, and the whole person looked very surprised.

You know, there are hundreds of millions of people practicing Kendo in the world, but few of these hundreds of millions of people can cultivate the meaning of sword. Most people of Kendo can only stay at the level of sword power and stagnate all their life. Only those who have a firm heart of Kendo can cultivate the meaning of sword.

In the same way, only by cultivating sword consciousness can we control the sword with consciousness. After all, cultivating sword consciousness is equivalent to reaching the point of unity of man and sword. At this point, even if there is no sword in hand, things can replace the sword, because the sword itself is the sword.

"It seems that you are very surprised!"

With a sneer on his face and a loud drink, the Haoyue sword almost destroyed the sound of the piano in front of him with an indomitable momentum, and then quickly swished away at the white robe holding the piano.

"Buzz!"

In the middle of the sky, there were ripples, and there were four sword marks on the ground. These sword marks engraved on the ground seemed to be born out of thin air. Facing the attack of Haoyue sword, the middle-aged man in white robe showed a touch of horror on his face. He felt an extremely strong fierce spirit from Haoyue sword, even if it was tens of meters away, but the fierce spirit still surprised him.

At this time, his clothes had been cut several times by the attacking sword edge, and a sword wound appeared on his face out of thin air.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his cheek. His finger belly had been stained with blood. This was his own blood. In panic, the middle-aged man in white robe pressed his hands on the strings and began to play a song again. The rhythm was ethereal and swirled into his ears. The sand and stones were flying on the ground and the leaves were beautiful. The surrounding woods swayed around at this time, as if they were affected.

A thick wall surrounded by white fog stood in front of the middle-aged white robe. At this time, Haoyue sword shocked the newly formed wall into pieces in an invincible posture, but it also made the middle-aged white robe escape.

The bright moon sword flew in the air, and then spun and circled rapidly in the air. At the same time, the white robed middle-aged almost widened his eyes and subconsciously shouted, "what a sharp sword, what a fierce sword edge. Before the sword arrives, just this sword edge can threaten me, boy, you're not simple!"

"Thank you for your praise, but it's really a unwise choice for several people to surround and kill me!" Qin Feng smiled and replied lightly. Although his tone was ordinary, his speaking attitude and squint looked very arrogant and uninhibited.

"Elder, what should we do? This son's strength is far beyond our imagination. Although this son's strength is only higher than heaven and man, his combat effectiveness is far higher than that of the same level. I'm afraid we've made a mistake in this trip!" a bitter smile appeared on our face. The middle-aged man in white robe didn't look at the white haired old man.

The other middle-aged man in Kirin clothes had already been replaced by a surprised look on his face. They didn't expect Qin Feng's strength to be so powerful. All kinds of methods of killing and cutting were emerging one after another.

"Hum, although this son has cultivated the sword idea and his means are not poor, the master has given us an order before that. He will kill this son on this trip, otherwise he will never stop. Don't panic. Even if this son is so powerful, what can we do?" the old man with white hair gave a cold hum, waved his big hand, and there was an extra flag in his hand.

A black skull is depicted on this flag, and two swords are crossed below. Countless black hazes are floating around the whole flag, which looks very angry. As soon as this thing comes out, this side is affected. For a time, there are fierce sand everywhere, the wind roars, and bursts of crying and wailing sound come into our ears from time to time.

It's sad and sad, which makes people panic. If timid people hear this sound, they'll be numb.

"Soul summoning flag? Elder, this is my Pang family's secret treasure. Why did you bring it out?" he looked at the old man with white beard and asked in surprise.

The soul summoning flag is the secret treasure of Pang family. At the same time, it is the secret treasure that frightens all the strong masters.

It is said that the conditions required to create a soul summoning flag are extremely harsh. First, you must kill 9999 people, then force the souls of 9999 people out of the flesh to refine them, and then you need to kill one person, but the strength of the person to be killed in the end must at least be in the realm of heaven and man, Of course, the stronger the strength of the last person killed, the more powerful the soul calling flag created.

Then, you need to place all these spirits on another object, and then put this object into the extremely Yin place. After all, the extremely Yin place is full of dark Qi formed between heaven and earth and evil and turbid Qi. It is said that the extremely Yin place is the gate to the underworld, and there are many holy places in the whole continent.

Finally, after three years of refining, the soul calling flag became its own.

Although this soul summoning flag is not as fierce and bloodthirsty as other magic weapons, it is no less powerful than other secret treasures.

It is said that once the soul summoning flag is issued, thousands of undead soldiers can be commanded to serve the flag bearer. In fact, it sounds better to be undead soldiers, but it sounds worse to be evil things.

These evil things are immortal, born in the dirty place of heaven and earth, and live by swallowing the turbid Qi of dark Yin and evil. Moreover, this thing only kills the soul and does not invade the flesh. In short, it is a treasure created specifically for the soul.

It can be said that relying on the soul summoning flag, the Pang family has become the master of the whole Ancheng city and even the super overlord thousands of miles around. Even looking at the Holy Land in China, the reputation of the soul summoning flag is still enough to make everyone pale.

"Now, I'd like to see if your strength and means are still unparalleled and invincible!" with a grimace smile, the white haired old man immediately waved the soul summoning flag. When he waved it, thousands of fierce ghosts and sorrows came into his ears at this time, followed by a swallow of black fog flying out of the soul summoning flag, and countless evil things appeared in the black fog.

One by one, the green faced tusks rushed towards Qin Feng with knives, guns, swords and halberds in their hands. The roar and ferocious cry were enough to make ordinary people nervous and panic.

Qin Feng was very rare at this time, showing a touch of vigilance and caution.

He could feel the strong evil spirit from the black fog in front of him, which seemed to drown and erode the world.

"Ten thousand sword Jue!" Qin Feng couldn't be so idle when he was on guard. He immediately moved his fingers quickly and burst into his mouth. He drank the bright moon sword hovering in the air. Suddenly, the purple awn was very bright. Under the purple awn, the bright moon sword turned rapidly.

Immediately after, countless purple sword shadows came out of thin air. Suddenly, there was already a dense area above Qin Feng's head. As Qin Feng's index finger moved forward, thousands of swords roared out, just like the surging waves that seemed to sweep thousands of troops and horses.

That momentum was enough to break the mountains and break the river. The black fog in front of him was just a face-to-face, and was instantly wiped out by Qin Feng's ten thousand sword formula. The magnificent black fog dissipated at this time, but the scattered black smoke did not dissipate. Of course, Qin Feng didn't care about these details, but smiled coldly, "I'm scared to death. I thought it was so powerful that I was really vulnerable!"

Glancing at the three strong pangs in front of him, Qin Feng said slowly.

"Hahaha, it's really arrogant, it's really arrogant!" after hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man with white hair seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world. The whole person couldn't close his mouth, and the other two middle-aged men laughed at the moment. Each of them looked at Qin Feng as if they were looking at a fool.