Chapter 1632 (2/2)

Qin Feng's hand is too fast and too fierce, so that smell Yiming still some did not return to God. He knows that Qin Feng's realm is very strong now, but when he saw him kill all the strong zuns in the middle of the ninth Kingdom, Wen Yiming couldn't believe it.

Shua Shua Shua!

The sword is shrouded in the earth, like a huge net falling.

Wen Yiming didn't even have the ability to resist. Under the impact of the huge sword Qi, he knelt down on the ground and spat blood.

Qin Feng said in a hurry: ”brother Wen, are you ok?”

Hearing Yiming's voice was weak: ”don't worry about me, young Xia Qin. Leave first.”

”When I break the sword net, you should find a place to hide.”

Where Qin Feng will leave Wen Yiming regardless, but Wen Yiming's present state is too low, staying here will drag him down.

Qin Feng roared and swung a golden long knife in his hand. The blade swept out like a giant dragon. The swords and swords collide in the air, and the loud noise is earth shaking.

Wen Yiming couldn't bear the pressure of this powerful breath. His face was as white as paper and his clothes were wet with sweat. Qin Feng had no time to delay, grabbed his collar and threw it out. Hearing a sound, he flew out of the crack split by the Golden Phoenix.

Boom!

No worries, Qin Feng is a knife.When he stepped into the eight realms of the holy king, the power of Jinfeng's one stroke was increased by many times.

At last, Xue Pingzhi's face became cold and he waved his sword to Qin Feng again.

”Xue Zheng, go and kill Wen.”

Xue Pingzhi's roar spread, he deliberately trapped Qin Feng here, let younger martial brother go after Wen Yiming. That Xue Zheng is a master in the middle of the nine realms of the holy king. Hearing Yiming is vulnerable to a blow in his hand.

”Hold on, elder martial brother. I'll come to help you after I've finished killing Wen.” Cried Xue Zheng.

Xue Pingzhi was furious: ”the bullshit, just a Qin Feng, Laozi alone can kill him.”

Xue Zheng also no longer said, flying toward the direction of Wen Yiming to leave, but the shadow just arrived in the air, a white light flashed past, rubbing his body to fly away.

Shua!

The wind was piercing and pulled out a white cloud in the sky.

There was a look of fear in Xue Zheng's eyes. He felt that he had just passed by the God of death.

”What's going on?” Xue Pingzhi realized that something was wrong, but he didn't see what was flying out.

”Elder martial brother, a flying arrow almost pierced me. It's very fast.” Xue Zheng's tone was trembling. For a while, he even forgot to pursue Wen Yiming.

”Qin, you want to die.”

Xue Pingzhi was furious. He is a powerful man at the peak of his holy King's nine realms. He is actually fighting Qin Feng in the war, and the other party can be distracted to deal with Xue Zheng. This is an insult to him.

Xue Pingzhi doesn't keep it any more. He throws out a dense net of swords and rushes into the air. Xue Zheng shouts: ”what are you doing? Go and kill Wen.”

Xue Zheng was still worried, but he had to obey the orders of the elder martial brother. Just as his flying sword was shot out, there was another loud sound from behind him. This time, Xue Zheng couldn't escape, and his right arm was cracked by the cloud piercing arrow.