The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng was more relaxed than ever before. He didn't have to worry about his body being torn apart by spiritual power, nor did he have to worry about being seen by others.

In the dim and narrow corridor, there were only him and the minotaur in front of him, which made him feel extremely relaxed.

He gently moved his neck, and with a "click" sound, his bones seemed to be opened in an instant, making a "crackling" sound, like wheat growing.

The smile on the minotaur's face gradually disappeared. He didn't know what happened to the human in front of him. When he found that he was being followed by him at the entrance of the cave, the breath he felt from him was still very weak, but in the blink of an eye, the other party seemed to have changed.

Whether it was the aura or the breath exuded by his identity, it made it feel daunted.

At this moment, the minotaur was no longer as casual as before, and simply tore off the cloak covering his body, revealing his naked upper body.

It is about two meters tall, with shoulders as wide as two adult men combined, and explosive muscles with a faint metallic luster. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has a copper skin and iron bones.

Its hands look similar to those of humans. It seems that it has reached a high level of Taoism and can maintain its human form, but it does not want to change its head into a human one.

"Interesting..." The minotaur stared at Qin Feng and sneered: "Since you don't want to die a quick death, then I will fulfill your wish and let you die a miserable death."

Qin Feng smiled but said nothing. Only the black sword in his hand made a buzzing sound as a response to the minotaur.

"Come."

He closed his eyes and recalled the "secret book" he bought in the town at the foot of the Wuxiang Sect.

It was a sword manual that was not a secret in the immortal sect. Anyone could learn and practice it, but not everyone could learn it.

Because the sword manual itself was tailor-made for Tianlinggu, all the sword moves were designed according to the direction of Tianlinggu's spiritual veins.

The person who designed it was also a Heavenly Spiritual Bone, and that senior successfully broke through the realm with the help of this set of sword moves and ascended to become a god.

Qin Feng did not have a spirit bone, so no matter which element of sword moves he practiced, there would be flaws. However, he did not have a spirit bone, which happened to be in harmony with the "empty" artistic conception in this set of sword techniques.

The elements of the Heavenly Spiritual Bone were too vast, so although it was the rarest spirit bone, it did not have its own elemental magic.

That is the so-called "empty".

However, the senior who created this set of Heavenly Swords realized the unique sword moves that belonged to this vastness from the artistic conception of "emptiness".

Now Qin Feng had to use this set of sword moves with his own mortal body, because he did not have a spirit bone, so he was also "empty".

When he opened his eyes again, Qin Feng's body appeared before his eyes. His sword moves were as fast as lightning. The sword energy no longer caused the cave to collapse, but it was like a hot knife cutting tofu. It actually cut directly into the hot mountain, leaving only a thin crack, but did not cause the rocks to splash.

Seeing this, the minotaur slightly opened his red eyes, but after concentrating his mind, he immediately caught the momentum of Qin Feng's sword energy.

"Hum!"

It roared, and two streams of hot and boiling hot air spurted out of its nose, and a pair of bull eyes burned with flames.

It took a half step behind, still crossing its arms in front of its chest, burying its head slightly, and facing Qin Feng with its horns.

A ball of demonic energy instantly surrounded its whole body, wrapping it tightly, and the metallic luster on its skin became more conspicuous, as if it had covered its skin with a layer of metal coating, making it extremely hard.

Qin Feng pushed forward expressionlessly, without hesitation because of the minotaur's body structure.

——Dang!

There was another sound of metal collision. The black sword clearly hit the Minotaur's arm, but it seemed to cut on a steel plate. After the two sides collided, metal sparks burst out.

However, this time, neither side had the intention of retreating and dodging. After Qin Feng's sword move, the Minotaur's nose was horizontal again, and then the palm of the head, which was almost the size of a human head, directly grabbed Qin Feng's face, and the other hand was clenched into a fist, which was really as big as a casserole.

It looked like it was going to grab Qin Feng's head with one hand and hit Qin Feng with the other hand.

If it really hit, not to mention whether the head would be crushed by the Minotaur, I'm afraid that this fist hitting the body would instantly smash Qin Feng's internal organs into a pool of mud.

Moreover, the Minotaur's demonic energy deepened, and such damage could not be recovered in a short time. If it was not done well, it might not be enough time to wait for the spiritual power to heal the body, and the person would die.

But Qin Feng was not a piece of wood, so he would not sit and wait for death.

The sword failed, but this time his arm was not numbed by the iron bones of the minotaur.

He stepped on the ground and jumped up, keeping parallel to the ground., and turned around to pass through the minotaur's two hands.

The space in the cave was narrow, and the minotaur almost blocked the passage, but Qin Feng didn't want to dodge at all. The moment he avoided its hands, a black light flashed, and the sword of sin went straight to the minotaur's head.

The minotaur reacted quickly. After finding that he couldn't catch Qin Feng, he caught a glimpse of the sword. He immediately turned his head and blocked the sword with his horns. He took advantage of the situation and tried to pick Qin Feng's sword from his hand.

Qin Feng would naturally not be fooled. He turned in the air in the direction of the minotaur's sword. At the same time, he formed a seal with his other hand, and a fireball hit the minotaur's face directly.

With this slap and the minotaur's push, the two sides immediately distanced themselves.

After Qin Feng stood still, he looked at the minotaur. The other party was indeed a man of iron and steel. In this case, even Qin Feng himself could feel the heat of the flames, but the other party's head was intact, and only a wisp of smoke dissipated.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so good. But it's a pity that my body of iron and steel was forged in this volcano. Your sword can't hurt me."

The minotaur patted the dust on his head. It was still intact under Qin Feng's two swords.

"Boy, if you want to beat me, it seems you have to find another way." The minotaur looked at Qin Feng, his tone full of disdain and provocation, and he didn't take this human boy seriously at all.

"If this is all you have, I'm so disappointed."

Qin Feng looked at the minotaur and said in a low voice: "The sword can't hurt you?"

"Yes, my body of iron and steel is not for nothing!" The minotaur's tone was slightly proud.

"I don't think so." Qin Feng smiled slightly and said: "One sword won't work, what if it's tens of millions of swords?"

"Do you think I will give you the opportunity to swing tens of millions of swords?" The minotaur sneered.

Qin Feng said indifferently: "What I mean is that my sword is tens of millions of swords."