Chapter 269 (1/2)

ignore? Ignore? despise? Disdain?

This guy, what does this attitude mean?

Even Zhao Xuanji couldn't stand such treatment. His eyes began to widen. His momentum seemed to be like an ancient god, which suddenly broke out into a boundless divine power:

with Qin Feng's successful move, Zhao Xuanji's body quickly stepped back several steps, and the corners of his mouth flowed a little red.

”Pedaling, pedaling...”

Looking at Qin Feng all over the body, the appearance of the flash of Lei Mang, I can't help but be curious.

”What kind of martial arts is this?”

The original test, how strict, if Qin Feng really has the qualification of archaic blood, absolutely can not see through, moreover, archaic blood, beyond any qualification beam, his body will not appear beam.

The eyes of the dead suddenly sharpened.

”No way!”

Elder martial brother Long's face was full of doubts. Obviously, this idea also appeared in his mind.

Can it be said that Qin Feng is also a descendant of archaic blood?

The thunder and lightning of Qinfeng is so powerful that it is clearly like the thunder in the sky. It is not like the power that can be released by martial arts.

Both the control of this energy and the understanding of martial arts are totally different from ordinary people.

They are the elders of the main peak, extraordinary strength, extraordinary.

When he saw the thunder and lightning on Qin Feng's body and the face of immortal night, he was deeply moved. Not only did he, but also his face, which was dead and numb, had a look of surprise for the first time.

”Is this?”

The dark blue lightning, like a brilliant flame, quickly surrounded Zhao Xuanji's body.

”Pa pa pa pa...”

In his fist, there was a terrible energy in his fist. At this moment, it seemed that his anger was kindled, and it broke out crazily.

”Boom...”

”Bang!”

However, there was a strong movement in the eyes of the dead. Qin Feng did not stop fighting against Ze zhaoxuanji, and even did not dodge in the face of Zhao Xuanji's waving skills. He stood there with a calm face, his fists shook fiercely, and his mouth whispered coldly:

not to mention Qin Feng's state of physical training.

Such a simple momentum, enough to let the outside side of the worship.

Forced to endure the destruction brought by the strong Qi of the Qin Dynasty, the four levels of terror force of the real spiritual realm burst out. At this moment, a crazy pressure, vast and boundless, was suppressed fiercely like a competition.

”Die!”