Chapter 357

"idiot!"

Yang Xie said coldly in his mouth.

He naturally knew that Qin Feng would not shoot for no reason, and if there was no legitimate reason to shoot at Miaoyue, it would be an outburst. Obviously Qin Feng was not an outburst, so Yang Xie knew that there must be something tricky about it.

"Qin Feng! You can capture it before you can!"

Looking at Qin Feng, Zhuang Hu roared again.

"Humph……"

Qin Feng snorted coldly, and Lei Yingbu started quickly.

The power of thunder and lightning circulates in the body, and he has only one goal, that is Miaoyue.

"court death!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Qin Feng was still planning to do it, and Zhuang Hu's mouth suddenly let out a monstrous roar.

The Heaven-shaking Tiger Art on his body was suddenly displayed, and one hand, with a tiger pattern, quickly slapped towards Qin Feng.

"Junior Brother Qin!"

At this time, the people of the Buddha Peak couldn't help but scream in unison.

They naturally believed in Qin Feng. At this time, Qin Feng's constant shots made them feel a little wrong.

Not only that, but Yun Ruyin's pretty face showed a hint of doubt, but her true qi was slowly flowing, and there was a gesture of helping Qin Feng.

"Roar"

A tiger roar.

Zhuang Hu's handprint was quickly opened and pressed out. This handprint flashed with a powerful tiger shadow, hanging down like a mountain.

The heavy energy made waves begin to appear in that space, which is enough to see how amazing the energy of this palm is!

Zhuang Hu's handprint directly took Qin Feng's head, and killing intent flowed in his eyes.

"Tiger pattern big handprint!"

When the handprint was only seven feet away from Qin Feng's body, a vicious roar came from Zhuang Hu's mouth.

"Boom"

A violent voice came out.

The powerful airflow rolled up, even causing the surrounding disciples to step back.

Looking at the other side's tiger-patterned big mudra, Qin Feng's heart moved slightly. The level of this tiger-patterned big mudra should not be inferior to his own lightning swordsmanship, or even higher. It is likely to be a human-level martial arts.

I felt the terrifying collapse from the space.

The Lei Yingbu under Qin Feng's feet seemed to be about to fly, and moved quickly. In the horrified eyes of Zhuang Hu, it flickered strangely and quickly disappeared from Zhuang Hu's side.

"Chong!"

Long sword shot.

Qin Feng holds a sword in one hand.

The whole person is as fast as lightning.

"Lightning Sword Art!"

His lightning swordsmanship quickly locked the fake Miaoyue.

"Damn!"

At this time, Zhuang Hu's face changed greatly. He didn't expect that his full strength shot did not stop Qin Feng.

The rest of the disciples were also a little sluggish for a while, and the Sen Ran Sword Intent in Qin Feng's hand shrouded, and even directly locked the fake Miaoyue.

"die……"

With the low roar from Qin Feng's mouth, Lightning Swordsman quickly released a terrifying sword qi.

The sword energy was more than ten meters long, and it burst out of the sky, like a holy light in the dark night, and there were countless sword lights that made the sound of smashing the shackles inside.

"Do not!"

That fake Miaoyue, I didn't expect Qin Feng's means to be so amazing. In the face of so many people, he dared to do it to himself.

At this time, he was really sluggish, and the sluggish expression on his face did not make any fake.

"laugh"

With blood flying.

Immediately, the opponent's body was slashed and hit by the sword energy.

However, at this time, everyone stopped shouting, and looked at the blood that was spilling in the void for a while in astonishment.

That blood is not the bright red blood of human beings, but a kind of black-gray blood, rotten and smelly, filling out.