Chapter 594: The Hall Master Arrives

With one hand, he swung it to the extreme, and the broken spirit sword palm quickly slid across the sky, and between the eyebrows, there was a huge purple whip.

"Pong!"

"Clap clap clap..."

In the fierce swing of the divine whip, the black smoke magic sword has been tightly wrapped, and at this time Qin Feng can be said to be one enemy and two, and he is dedicated.

The instant broken spirit sword palm also hurriedly smashed the demon cultivator at the moment when the long whip wrapped around the opponent's black smoke demon sword.

"puff"

The blood was flying, but the small palm print was as sharp as a sword, and the opponent's head flew out in an instant.

On the latter's flying head, there was a dazed expression with fear, apparently unable to believe that Qin Feng could kill him under the action of the two of them.

"what?!"

The skinny demon cultivator couldn't help but cried out, and a timid expression appeared on his face.

Martial arts battle.

Momentum is a huge factor.

Once the momentum is weak, it will inevitably affect the display of his own strength. As his timid heart is born, the moves in his hand become extremely slow.

"boom"

Although the movements of this skinny demon cultivator were only slightly changed, the slightest difference in the skill of a master could cause a huge change, and Qin Feng grasped this in an instant.

The broken spirit sword's palm slashed out three palm prints, forming three attack routes, and greeted it instantly, the purple awn whip even more ruthlessly smashed the sarcophagus tightly held on the opponent's white-boned palm to pieces.

"die!"

With a roar came out.

An aura of madness emanated violently. Qin Feng's eyes seemed to be flickering with sword light, which was extremely dazzling. At this moment, the skinny Demon Xiu's face completely changed.

He looked at Qin Feng in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the guy in front of him was just a junior at the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm.

"puff"

With a stinging pain between the eyebrows, the palm print from Qin Feng's broken spirit sword palm has been submerged in it.

"Boom"

All the energy began to collapse in an instant.

"Boy... you are dead... Hall Master Zhiguan... won't let you go!"

In the mouth of this skinny demon cultivator, he tried his best to roar, his body was full of blue veins, with great pain:

"yes?"

Qin Feng was noncommittal, waving his palm, cutting off the opponent's last vitality.

Immediately, True Qi swept across, and after a few bags were found from these people, they were placed on their bodies.

From the beginning to the end, this greedy cat was lying on Qin Feng's shoulder, and he didn't know how this guy did it, but Qin Feng was quite unhappy with his lazy appearance.

But suddenly, the body of the greedy cat stood up quickly, a pair of watery cat eyes looked in one direction, and the claws moved towards Qin Feng anxiously:

"Meow~meow!!"

"Huh? You said someone came over?"

Qin Feng believes in the induction of greedy cats.

Soon, Qin Feng thought of what this skinny demon cultivator said before his death:

"Is it Hall Master Zhiguan? Could it be that he is the one who came?"

"Meow~~"

The greedy cat barked a few times again.

"Are you saying that my odds are low?"

Qin Feng nodded, and then, flickering and moving, quickly swept in one direction.

Qin Feng quite agrees with the greedy cat's statement, and the other party's perception has already made him aware of it.

Not long after Qin Feng left, there was a violent tearing sound from the void. The next moment, a black shadow, like a ghost, with a soaring devilish energy, slammed into it...