Chapter 939 Strong Beheading

The black shadow like a snake and a dragon controlled by the White Bone King was suppressed even more, making bursts of whining sounds.

"boom!"

Qin Feng stepped on the foot, the whole person seemed to be bathed in holy light, and there was a refined air between his feet, like the king of gods, unparalleled in the world.

It is also the light of divine glory. The light of divine glory condensed behind Qin Feng has such a shocking power?

"go!!"

The king of ice, with long whistles, his face changed dramatically, and the frosty air behind him seemed to be madly lingering, but he could no longer enter an inch away from Qin Feng's body a few meters away.

"die!"

At this moment, Qin Feng finally started to fight back.

The long sword in his hand rolled up.

"Chong!"

A long cry like a dragon and a tiger resounded through the entire starry sky.

Qin Feng is like being controlled by the gods, with the reincarnation of the years, breaking the shackles of the Tianhe, all kinds of attacks, let them shoot, but they can't stain the whole body at all.

"Clang clang!"

Finally, the power of this sword was fully displayed.

Although there was only one sword, it instantly set off a heavy sword qi, thousands of sword qi, galloping vertically and horizontally, looking at the ten directions.

Sword Qi gathered, clearly evolved into a sea of ​​gods!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the mystery and majesty of this sword, but there was only one person with a timid and twisted face.

"Bone King - Die!"

The cold voice, like the gusty winter wind, and the whisper of death in the ear, is enough to make those who hear it tremble and feel a chill.

"Pfft..."

That sea of ​​sword energy evolved into a sea of ​​gods, the sharp sea of ​​gods, directly engulfing the body of the White Bone King.

Accompanied by a shrill tearing sound.

Immediately, the sky in the sky was filled with blood.

"Do not!"

In mid-air, the shrill screams of the White Bone King were astonishing, but they stopped in an instant.

There was only endless blood that filled the air, like a living creature, spilling down wanton, and the divine light of the White Bone King also merged into Qin Feng's back, making a sky-shattering roar.

For a time, the boundless chill made people tremble.

The Bone King, a disciple of the unparalleled king, has fallen!

"Actually beheaded a king-level disciple?!"

"With the cultivation of the True Spirit Realm, kill a king-level disciple? How is this possible?"

"No...my eyes are dazzled!"

Facing the void, the boundless blood spilled and the body fragments of the White Bone King, the expressions of everyone changed for a while.

"Hmph, this Qin Feng is about to die, he just beat that Yun Tianzheng to half to death, and now he beheaded the White Bone King, the former has an emperor-level Yun Tianteng shelter behind him, and waving his hand is enough to make Qin Feng He died miserably, and the White Bone King is even more simple, this is a disciple of the Ghost Shadow Sect!"

Some disciples made a sound of schadenfreude.

However, he was instantly slapped by Jin Zhanshan from the Dou Shengong Palace, slapped with blood, and fled in embarrassment.

Although facing the king-level disciple, Jin Zhanshan is still unable to compete, but as a disciple of Dou Shengong, Jin Zhanshan's combat power is enough to leapfrog to kill opponents, and he has obtained great benefits in this mysterious realm of immortality. disciple is not difficult.

Of course, although this disciple's schadenfreude aroused the dissatisfaction of Jin Zhanshan and others, his words hit the nail on the head.