Chapter 552 (1/2)

Hiss!

Seeing monk Yuanzhen's hand, everyone took a breath. They were not sympathetic to Qin Feng's life, but were afraid that after Yuan Zhen killed Qin Feng with one hand, Qin Feng's metaphysical skills and mental formula would not be able to extract confessions.

”Master Yuanzhen, be merciful There was a cry of alarm in the crowd.

Yuan Zhen held back his anger. It would be an explosion of strength to take a hand. Moreover, the big thunder sound palm had already fallen, and Qin Feng's head thundered everywhere. It was obvious that this palm could not be taken back.

”You little ant child, you can die. I don't want Xuan level skill!” Yuan Zhen also realized that he had taken too much of a slap, and even wanted to shoot Qin Feng to death. This would make Yuan Zhen unable to help shouting abuse.

Boom!

In the twinkling of an eye, the big thunder palm fell on the big tree on which Qin Feng was leaning. The big tree with five or six waist thick was like a lightning strike in his body. The big tree fell to the ground in response to the sound, shaking the ground slightly.

Whoa!

Yuanzhen's palm scared everyone to gasp. This simple palm showed the strong strength of the top eight layers in Yuanzhen. It turned out that Yuanzhen's attacks were all keeping their strength. It was just because he was so angry that he shot all his strength.

”No, what about Qin Feng?”

After a brief shock, everyone was shocked by another strange thing. Qin Feng was broken by Yuan Zhen in front of her, but she disappeared?

To say that it was Yuanzhen's slap into pieces, there were still traces of blood and flesh. But in front of me, apart from the big tree and the dust blowing in the wind, there was no trace of Qin Feng.

The light in the middle zone of Warcraft mountain is very weak, all around are gloomy and dark. From time to time, a cool cold wind blows. Standing in such an environment, such strange things happen. Many martial arts people have goose bumps and feel like they are in the ghost film scene.

”Old monk, are you looking for me? Your strength is no more than that! ” When people were in panic, Qin Feng's hearty laughter rang out in the air.

As soon as we looked up, Qin Feng, who had broken his arms and legs, was wearing a dark blue domineering armor and holding a long whip with orange light. He appeared on the top of Yuanzhen's head like the God of war.

Without waiting for Yuanzhen to take a second hand, Qin Feng's big hand is flying, and the spirit snake whip is crossing a beautiful arc in the air.

Phantom whip!

Crackling!

The piercing thunder and lightning were heard, which was even more deafening than that of monk Yuanzhen's big thunder palm. The spirit snake whip fell on Yuanzhen's chest, smashing his yellow cloth clothes, exposing his skin under his clothes. His skin was torn, and dark purple congestion appeared. Yuanzhen's mouth was convulsed with pain.

”You How did you recover? It's impossible! ” Monk Yuanzhen has forgotten the pain on his body, and his old eyes are staring at Qin Feng. He is trying to see through Qin Feng's body.

Monk Yuanzhen stepped on Qin Feng's hands and feet in front of him. It was less than half an hour. Qin Feng not only recovered, but also stabilized his internal Qi and greatly improved his strength. This kind of change is totally unreasonable. It is not only Yuanzhen who does not understand, but all the soldiers present are confused.

Crackling!

Qin Feng ignored these people's surprise mentality, but he always remembered what Yuan Zhen had just done to him. The whip in Qin Feng's hand rose again, and another whip fell on Yuanzhen's back, which made his back covered with blood.

”Martial uncle Yuanzhen, be careful!”

All the Shaolin disciples came back to their senses and came to help Yuan Zhen one after another. Although all the Shaolin disciples were injured, their strength should not be underestimated when they were in the array.

Shaolin eighteen bronze men array!

Attack!

Eighteen people, unarmed, instantly surrounded Qin Feng, five people rushed first, each step, the ground issued a heavy impact sound. Qin Feng's big hand turned over, and the snake whip disappeared. A pair of blue shining tomahawks appeared in his hand. Facing the Shaolin disciples, Qin Feng did not hesitate to chop.

Burning the sky with fire!

Boom!

The two axes split two long dragons and roared out. The long dragons were pounding at the first five Shaolin disciples. The five were like iron walls, and their bodies made sounds of gold and iron. However, the powerful warriors would have heard something unusual. The sound of the five Shaolin disciples who were attacked was changing greatly.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

After a while, five explosions sounded, and the five Shaolin disciples fell to the ground and spat blood.