Chapter 815 Crazy

"I'll keep this monarch's scepter!"

Qin Feng's palm waved.

Suddenly, Yun Tianzheng's scepter let out a whimper.

"This kid... Really dare to do this?!"

Everyone was shocked. At this time, they had a new understanding of Qin Feng, this guy is a lunatic!

madman!

Absolute lunatic!

"This guy is really crazy! Crazy! That's Yun Tianteng's younger brother! The protector of emperor-level disciples!"

Everyone's pupils rapidly expanded and contracted, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief.

crazy!

Totally crazy!

"Damn!"

Vigor is boiling.

Endless energy gathering.

Yun Tianzheng's body was like an immortal body. With the gathering of vitality, all the injuries immediately recovered as before.

However, at this time, Qin Feng was unforgiving!

Long walking and tiger walking, like an ascetic walking on earth.

Before waving, there was a fist mark like a fallen star.

"boom!"

Blood spurts.

The crystal blood beads scattered all over the sky.

The terrifying blood beads, each with extraordinary explosive power and great power.

"clang!"

The scepter of the monarchy, waved quickly.

Yun Tianzheng was doing his last struggle.

"come on!"

Palm sway.

Like a hand of heaven.

The energy of the majestic atmosphere directly hits and dances.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Accompanied by bursts of sounds resembling ancient weapons rubbing against each other.

The sovereign staff could no longer struggle, and was knocked flying by Qin Feng.

Then, the palm was held tightly.

"Roar"

The ancient roar began to explode wildly.

The monarch's staff obviously felt that he was changing hands, and suddenly struggled hurriedly.

"Give me--order!"

A majestic burst.

A wisp of dragon power surged in his body.

Even if this is a sub-artifact, there is already a ray of divine power, but at this time, facing the terrifying dragon's power, it is still unable to resist, with the bursts of dragon's power suppressing.

Finally, the scepter of the monarch was bound by Qin Feng in a whimper.

"Humph!"

When I saw the moment when Qin Feng got the scepter of the monarchy.

The sect master of the Shenhuang Sect had a gloomy face, no matter how ugly it was.

In the distance, Yun Tianteng, the emperor on the ancient throne, has narrowed his eyes, showing an endless cold glow.

Obviously, Yun Tianteng was in a rage at this time.

"Return my monarchy!"

The scepter of the monarchy was plundered, and for a time, Yun Tianzheng became completely mad.

His hands seemed to be dancing dragon claws, madly emitting energy like a countercurrent.

"Pumppump!"

Between leisurely strolls.

Qin Feng threw his fists to meet him!

Although his fists contain fist intent and are unparalleled in the world, what really plays a key role is not his fist technique and fist intent, but the blessing of those nine dragon scales.

The fusion and blessing of ten times the power is enough to win the sky, and even the powerhouse of the spiritual realm dare not easily confront it.

Although Yun Tianzheng's qualifications are rare and hard to find in a thousand years, he is arrogant and arrogant. He underestimated Qin Feng from the beginning, and he lacked the strong heart that a strong man should have.

Every battle is not hindered in the slightest, even from birth to encountering Qin Fengwei, everything is smooth sailing, which is exactly the case, even if he has the best aptitude, but encounters real strong people, but still will lose.

"Lingwu bombing!"

Countless energy balls suddenly gathered.