Hedonist Sovereign

Qin Feng is not afraid of mixing, otherwise he will not go on stage to fight this person. He deliberately squandered the hustle and bustle, and saw that the other party had been in a state of chaos, and his purpose was achieved.

Hey!

The air is flashing in the air.

The direction of Qin Feng, who is fleeing, is abrupt, as if the meteor was usually shot toward the hustle and bustle.

Qin Feng’s move came too suddenly, and he was so scared that he quickly stopped to catch up. At this time, a golden light shines, and hundreds of meters of long knives fall from the sky like a raging golden dragon.

Rumble!

Qin Feng, who stepped into the seven layers of Xianqi, took out this golden phoenix, and its power was several times stronger than before.

The sky was covered with knives, and a burst of loud noise was deafening.

Looking at the sky, the brows are tightly screwed together. He couldn't think too much, and he quickly went out with a knife, and a white light flashed over, colliding with Jinmang from the sky.

The violent knife flew fast, forcing the disciples to retire to a hundred meters away.

Qin Feng just slammed and left, the knife was fierce and fast, and he was caught off guard by a slap in the face.

Suddenly quiet in the practice field, the atmosphere was very strange.

Not long ago, they also talked about Qin Feng's inability to get into the hands of the mixed Qiankun. It didn't take long for the work, and the mixed Qiankun was actually shot by Qin Feng.

"Is it my eyes? The person who fell to the ground is the master of Qiankun?"

"Insanely crazy, when the martial arts disciple has a fierce person like Qin Feng, it is terrible."

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"Qin Feng Ming Ming is a seven-story fairy, but it can be played with the eight-layered sacred scorpion. It is really interesting!" Even one of the elders, the mixed seven, was a little surprised, muttering to himself.

Mixed white long old nodded: "This is called Qin Feng's kid is good, to cultivate a promising future."

After hearing the words of the two people, the mixed-faced sea was white, and the mixed-kun was the most proud disciple under his seat. He also counted on the fact that he could even win the top spot of the dragon list. Qin Feng has the upper hand?

As for the mixed arrogance, she did not speak from beginning to end, but her heart became more and more shocking. She didn't look at Qin Feng at first, and even refused to accept him as a confidant disciple. But now I can see the power of Qin Feng, and the arrogance of the sky feels the face is stunned by the invisible slap...

The cheers and cheers that originally belonged to the mixed shackles were transferred to Qin Feng, and the squeaky teeth were gnashing. That knife did not seriously hurt him. He jumped and instantly shot Qin Feng in the air.

"Kid, don't be too proud of you, I haven't really played it yet."

Mixed with a big hand, a long knife in his hand squats from the top of his head: "The first seven-knife of the mixed yuan, Yunxiao!"

Bang!

As his long knife fell, the sky was dark, but it was not a real cloud, but a knife cloud that was condensed by a knife.

Everyone in the audience looked up and looked at them with a shocking look.

"This is the Supreme Cheat of the Mixed School." It is so powerful!"

"It is said that only the core disciple of the martial art is qualified to teach the seven knives of the mixed yuan. However, this knives is esoteric and difficult to understand. Even if the teaching is not necessarily learned, it depends entirely on personal savvy."

"The seven elements of the mixed yuan are divided into seven levels. The big brother of Qiankun is the first knife. The power is already so powerful. It is hard to imagine what the seventh knife will be?"

"Don't think about it, even if our head is not estimated to be the seventh knife..."

When the mixed yuan was seven, the four elders stood up.

Qin Feng looked at the dense knife cloud at the top of his eyes, and his look became dignified.

He was not the first to contact the seven-knife of the mixed yuan. When he knocked out the mixed shock in Tianhushan more than a month ago, the guy showed this first knife. However, the mixed-shock is only six layers of fairy scent, and the cloud of display can't even match the power of half of the hustle and bustle.

"Give me broken!"

Qin Feng did not dare to neglect, and quickly slashed his knife toward the void.

Suddenly, a hundred-meter-long golden knives, such as the long dragon, took off and smashed the knife cloud at the top of Qin Feng. Just a moment later, a new knife cloud condensed.

Rumble!

The knife cloud above the head is getting closer and closer, sending out a burst of thunderous bang.

Qin Feng did not retreat, and suddenly flew toward the sky. When he rushed to half, he held a big hand and the hand was empty. But in the next moment, Qin Feng had a flaming rifle in his hand, and the gun body shook. Thousands of red awns shot like arrows, piercing the numerous clouds in the sky.

Rumble!

The explosion of the explosion did not stop.

In the knife cloud, there is the light of the sun penetrating, a strange spectacle.

Seeing that the knife cloud is about to dissipate, the complex face is cold, and the long knife in the hand is falling again: "The surname Qin, want to be stronger than the old one? You are far away..."

Hey!

The knife just fell, the clouds at high altitude re-agglomerated, the speed was fast, and soon it became a cloud-covered picture.

Qin Feng stabbed a few shots, but found that the condensed knife cloud was hard and thick, and even could not be penetrated.

"Arrows come!"

Seeing the knife cloud will fall to the ground, Qin Feng screamed.

Suddenly a holy white light descended from the sky, and was actually caught in the hands of Qin Feng. I haven't waited for everyone to see the appearance of the cloud arrow. The white light flashed and went straight into the sky.

Rumble!

A seemingly simple arrow, but it set off an earth-shattering battle.

The clouds on the void were blown out of a large gap, as if the sky had been torn apart.

"Arrows come!"

And this is only the beginning, Qin Feng’s second arrow has already been shot.

As if in an instant, the clouds burst again, and scattered into countless small clouds.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce and exciting, which led to the start of the screams in the crowd.

The mixed Qiankun was shocked by the strongness of Qin Feng. His first seven-knife cloud has already been trained to the point of perfection, even if it is an enemy of the same realm, he can kill his opponent. But nowadays, Qin Feng, who is facing a lower realm, even let the other party give a break.

"Well, you are a Qin Feng, I have to see, when can you hold it?"

Mixed and furious, he no longer cares about the knife cloud above his head. A big hand, once again fell a knife.

"The second type of mixed yuan seven knife, fire sea!"

Huh!

The knife fell and the sky changed.

There was a powerful knife rushing out, but the knife gas suddenly turned into hundreds of fires in the air, a battle to blaze.

The crowd is boiling again!

"The second type of mixed yuan seven knife? Master Qian Kun actually got to the second type?"

"The knife is in the fire, and the place where it burns is ashes. This is not too powerful."

"The boy named Qin is dead this time, and he can't escape the power of the sea..."

The power of the second knife shocked the audience. Among the five or six hundred people present, more than half of them were the second to see the seven-knife of the first time.

Zhou Tian and other confessed disciples almost scared, Lin Beibei five women can not wait to rush to the ring to help Qin Feng fight.

Just when Qin Feng was shrouded in the flames, another loud noise blew up on the ring.

Sting!

The sky changed, and there was a violent storm on the platform.

The wind and snow are shrouded in flames, and these two extreme elements are undergoing a fierce battle. However, the result is very obvious, and the moment the knife sea touches the snow, it disappears...

The sudden change of the situation caused the crowd to scream.

It’s a bit of a sneak peek in the place. How fierce is his second type of fire, and it was blocked by Qin Feng?

The flames of the sea have completely disappeared, but the blizzard is still fierce. The sound of Qin Feng’s indifference came from the snow: "You shouldn’t be able to resist this? I will be very disappointed."

Qin Feng’s words made the crowd shocked.

That is the first person who is a mixed disciple. Usually, who dares to recruit him, now Qin Feng is playing his face again and again as a servant disciple.

The mood of the mixed Qiankun is very fluctuating, and it looks like a look. He screamed with a knife, and his breath seemed to skyrocket several times.

"The third type of mixed yuan knife, ice day!"

That knife has not yet fallen, everyone's screams have been like surges.

The seven knives of the mixed yuan are the treasures of the towns of the mixed yuan. There are seven styles of knives, each of which is extremely powerful. However, there are very few people who can reach the third type. Among the disciples, it is only the mixed 乾kun who has reached this point.

Sting!

Long knife landing.

This type of knife method caused the sky to change, and the turbulent knife condensed the ice and thorns, as if people fell into the snow and ice.

The ice thorn has been shot at Qin Feng, but it was stopped by the blizzard around him. The snow of Qin Feng is caused by the suffocation of the millennium ice crystals, which is comparable to the cold ice of the condensed atmosphere.

“How could this be? The third style of Qiankun’s master brother is also blocked?”

"The snow that Qin Feng’s guy released is very special. It feels a little close to being frozen."

"This is extraordinary, unusual..."

The disciples under the stage were shocked again, and the four elders who sat opposite each other stood up.

There is no way to get together, and my heart is a little nervous. He still held a second knife with fantasy, and the ice thorns in the air condensed like rain.

"Since you use a skate, then I will use the fire to rule you..."

The cold voice of Qin Feng came from the snow, as if it was the call of death in hell.

In the blink of an eye, two fires shot. The raging wind and snow disappeared and was covered by the fire. When the ice from the hustle and bustle of the Kunming encounters the purple scent, it has already melted.

Rumble!

The fire was unstoppable, and it burned all the way to the body.

His black robes were burned out, and even the hair rose.

In the fire, there was a scream in the fire, and suddenly it turned into a black shadow and rushed to the sky. When he reappeared, it was a knife and fell to Qin Feng.

"The surname Qin, if Lao Tzu does not kill you today, it is not a person."

"Five yuan seven knife fourth style, collapsed thunder!"

It’s awkward!

When he snorted, it was a thunder.

The crowd standing under the stage was stunned. The empty clouds in their heads are intertwined, and dozens of electric lights are intricate and shining, and they are coming to the ground.

"Fourth style? Master Qian Kun actually got to the fourth style?"

"This is a thunder, do we want to escape? If you are killed, you will die."

"Hey? These thunders look dim, the lines are still very thin... I am afraid that I have not yet fully realized the fourth style of the seven-knife of the mixed yuan. He is barely showing it."