Zhang Sanmao suddenly screamed again, but saw that his other arm also began to dry.

Zhang Sanmao was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and said: "If you enter our sect, you will have justice; When you walk through the door, you will never regret your death. The vows of that day are still fresh in my memory. We all come from the world of ordinary people, an ordinary person who can be bullied by anyone. It was only after joining the Xingtian Sect that it was our turn to raise our eyebrows. At that time, I secretly swore that I would follow Ding Xing Tianzong in this life, and I would not regret it when I died......"

With Zhang Sanmao's chanting, many frightened Xingtian disciples also began to meditate. A few years ago, they joined the denomination's joy, knelt before the denomination's founders, and swore vows. In the process of continuous flight, their strength bears the pain of ups and downs together. Everything seemed to flash before their eyes. There is no reason. Deep in the body of all people there is an infinite courage to dare to face death death, to dare to face something more terrible than death!

In this lifetime, joining the Xingtian Sect is extraordinary. Even when I'm dead, I'm gorgeous.

Faced with the threat of Fumen, they did not surrender. Now that they have been baptized by royal power, who will surrender?

At this time, Zhang Sanmao's legs began to ache like thorns. He couldn't help but jump to the ground. Luckily, he was held up by the same door, but his legs were still dry. The endless pain made his cold hairs stand on end. However, Zhang Sanmao shook his head: "I'm not a person with guts. When others scare me, my legs go limp, you can see that I can't stand up, but I can't resist Xingtianzong!"

Zhang Sanmao looked at the disciples of Xingtian Sect, dazed and detached, as if facing death, as if the soul had returned home, he said: "In recent years, there have been countless deaths and injuries in the same door, but they have not succumbed. Now it's our turn. How can we surrender?"

When Zhang Sanmao said this, his legs were completely dry, his limbs turned into skeletons, and then turned to dust, and finally the wind blew away, leaving only his body struggling in pain. This scene was really hellish torture, but Zhang Sanmao's eyes were still stubborn, revealing an indomitable fear.

The quiet and fierce gaze fell on Zhang Sanmao's face. Miyu's appearance made Zhang Sanmao feel that he almost saw that ghost. If he didn't have the support of the other disciples behind him, he didn't know if he could pretend to be calm. But, in a deep and trembling voice, he said, "Kill me!"

As he spoke, Zhang Sanmao gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and waited for the coming of destruction and death! The disciples of Xingtian Sect involuntarily picked up their guns, but they did not give in.

There was silence all around, as if only my own pounding heartbeat and fear of death echoed in my ears.

A thin figure immediately appeared in front of Zhang Sanmao. Qin Feng had just returned from the Heavenly Fire Ruins. The Tianhuo site is in the same area as the Xingtian lineage. At Qin Feng's current speed, they should soon come to nature. And after Qin Feng broke through to the emperor, the power of his soul changed, which can only be said to be abnormal. In the world of purgatory, he can use his spirit to explore the things around him, and here he can do the same. At least now, the people below the Holy Land are easily discovered by Qin Feng. Just now, he used his terrifying spirit to probe around and discover the battle here. He was right away.

Qin Feng didn't say a word, and immediately pressed Zhang Sanmao's mouth with one hand. A soft white light instantly shone on Zhang Sanmao's body, and the sun-dried body stopped. Then, moistened by the white light, the dry body slowly healed the wounds.

With Qin Feng's power, it was easy to stop a weak person's damage in Zhenyuanjing.

"Zong... Master...... Zhang Sanmao stared at Qin Feng, who suddenly appeared in front of him. His face was incredible. Seven years ago, Xingtian Sect destroyed Fumen and Shuramen, and he saw Qin Feng. But he didn't expect to see it again today, it was the patriarch who came to save him.

"Rest first. Qin Feng waved his hand. When Zhang Sanmao's life was not threatened, he slowly stood up and turned to look at the millet fish. "It's too hard to find my elders. I'm really sorry that you're a master of the extreme Aduan environment. Why don't we come to the meeting?"

"Feng Qin, you are Qin Feng! Mi Yu and the iron-blooded brigade of 50,000 people, many of them changed their appearances and quickly became very happy. The person who came here was Qin Feng, the leader of the Xingtian faction.

The young Qin Feng broke his sword, and the entire territory was boundless, and now no one knew about it. Compared to Qin Feng, those old people were nothing. This is the biggest fish!

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Although he was cruel and bloodthirsty, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw Qin Feng walking to the door. "I couldn't believe my luck was so good. Qin Feng, you go to his house!"

"Is that so? This is the territory of the Xingtian Sect. You should have it delivered to my door. Qin Feng sneered.

"Qin Feng, your talent is terrifying, but your cultivation time is too short after all. Faced with this seat, I dare not ignore it. I don't really know the height of the Earth. Mi listened to it and sneered, not taking Qin Feng to heart at all. He waved his hand coldly and said, "Qin Feng is also here, you don't have to ask where the old man is." Kill him. As long as the deceased is not alive. Give me Qin Feng. ”

However, at this time, Mi Yu, the supreme ruler of the seventh layer of the world, had killed countless people and was the most capable of creating fear for others. At this time, he felt a little scared, which was enough to threaten his life. Mi Yu slowly raised his head and saw Qin Feng's terrifying sword. The power of the sword made the millet completely shocked. Only Saint Adi could have given him such a terrible sense of oppression. But as far as he knew, Qin Feng was only about 30 years old. When he was about 30 years old, did he have authority in the Holy Land?

"Kill us all? Hmph, I'm not ashamed!" Qin Feng was cold.

This buzzing sound shook Mi's body and said, "You ...... you"

Qin Feng looked down at Mi Yu, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Three moves, if you can stop me, I will spare you." ”

"Alright, then let's meet!" With a low roar, MI beware of anger. He had already realized that Qin Feng had a lot of power. But sadly, the child is too young and crazy. Even if he can exude a threat close to the Holy Land, will three moves be enough to win him over?

"Kill!"

At the same time, he was filled with light, awe, and awe of the world. He's definitely in the late stage of the seventh-layer limit state, and he's still strengthening!

Strength and power are also improving. We really want to crush the Predators and the disciples of Xingtian Sect around us.

This is the power of the old iron-blooded general!

With Mi's strength, even among the three generals with iron and blood, they are also ranked first.

"Die!"

Suddenly, Xiaomi gave up. The power and domineering of a powerful blade are completely different levels.

However, it was this terrifying knife that drew Qin Feng's sneer.

yes

Qin Feng completely ignored the terrifying attack. He just raised the broken sword, but he couldn't see the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power.

However, it was an ordinary sword that was cut down by the power that opened the world, but Mi felt the breath of death.

"Prosperous ......"

Very simple, very simple sword. At the moment of the sword battle, Mi finally understood why the sword was so terrifying. Qin Feng's strength was no less than him. On top of that, his powers are perfectly used to kill enemies. All power is hidden in the sword. A sword was a gushing of blood from Mister, and Mi was slashed with a sword by a strong man. At the same time, Qin Feng slashed out another sword. Mi didn't have time to answer in midair, so he picked up his sword. The whole person was cut with a huge wound and flew backwards. The blood flowed incessantly along the way, and finally a dozen ancient trees were connected in a row, smashing the ground into a big crater, and barely stopped.