Chapter 415: Escape

"Qin Feng... You can't run away!"

Behind him, a frantic roar came out.

"buzz"

Several palm prints slapped down quickly.

This palm print, with green light, is terrifyingly condensed, like a cyan mountain, and the overwhelming force of the mountain directly shattered the space behind Qin Feng.

Even Qin Feng, who was rushing in front, couldn't help but change his face.

Lei Yingbu, even faster, the whole person is like a bolt of lightning, rushing fast, but the back is still hit a little by the energy.

"Humph……"

Feeling the pain in his back, Qin Feng couldn't help groaning and turned around.

The long sword swept up.

He had already flown out backwards and quickly struck out hundreds of lightning swordsmanships.

The sword qi trembled, and the blade growled.

That almost physical sword qi, under the blessing of the sword qi, kept making noises, and it actually combined into a terrifying sword qi world!

"Chong!"

The Tyrannical Dragon Sword swung violently, and the power of dragon scales in his body burst out completely.

In an instant, it can be seen that with the tip of the sword as the center, one after another of divine patterns appear, with a kind of dragon pattern breath, intertwined with each other, as if there are waves of dragon roars, madly passed out.

Although it was quite difficult for Qin Feng to fight against such a powerful martial artist, his martial arts became more and more advanced, especially the use of the five dragon scales in his body was extremely easy.

"go!"

In an instant.

The sword qi world, directly under Qin Feng's swing, like a violent storm, blasted towards the tomb.

The dense sword qi, each with a terrifying power that is ten times and a hundred times more terrifying than the ordinary sword qi.

So many, even the face of this tomb can't help changing when put together, and he snorted:

"Qin Feng... courting death!"

"boom"

The palm waved violently.

As the mountain-like cyan palm print in front of him was smashed by the sword energy, a cyan print was once again in his hand:

"Hand of Qingming!"

Qing Cang You is far from Qing Ming!

Qingming, that is connected to the sky, has great majesty, this cyan imprint, on it, obviously carries a great power, as if the sky is on the edge.

The imprint boiled and violently formed a huge cyan hand, with endless destructive power, it collided with Qin Feng's sword qi world.

"boom"

The world of sword qi collapsed, and the powerful force suddenly slammed into Qin Feng's face.

"not good!"

Qin Feng's mind is like electricity.

The rapid movements of the figure directly chose to fly, but a terrifying energy still hit the body. Immediately, the internal organs were almost collapsed, and the terrible pain quickly filled the body.

The next moment, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

"die……"

On the face of Tomb Chenglin, with an unprecedented ferocity, a hand of Qingming once again suppressed Qin Feng.

"The hand of Qingming is a supreme martial skill, infinitely close to the level of the low-grade, Qin Feng, you are dead!"

In the staggering figure, Qin Feng accelerated sharply.

At this time, he felt that his own blood was boiling, and the pain was so powerful that it was almost like tearing his body, but at this time, he couldn't give up.

"arrive!"

Finally, a cave appeared in front of him, and Qin Feng's expression became a burst of joy...