Chapter 1758: Indifferent
Feeling the sudden tense atmosphere around them, the survivors of Di Xuanzong were all anxious. Their awe of Yanyan's holy land was too strong, but Yanyan's anger scared them.
However, at this moment, they could only pray that this mysterious young man really had the strength to compete with Yan Yan. Otherwise, not only Tang Xuanzong would not be spared today, but even this young man would suffer.
Looking at Qin Feng's indifferent appearance, Yan Yan suddenly smiled and said, "Boy, look at your speed just now, I'm afraid there are at least three layers of holy land." What is your power?I already know about the holy places in the territory of Hema, but I have not heard of you. ”
"What?
The owner of the Snow Horse Hall looked at Dou Lan coldly and said, "Dou Lan, is it really you?"
"It's me. The man in the golden robe raised his head and said proudly, "I didn't expect that one day my strength would be stronger than yours." Actually, I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, hahaha!"
"Husband, how is that possible?" said Huang Puting in horror.
"I don't believe it either. "The cold heart and soul are solemn.
Of course, Dou Lan made a deep impression on him, because he was once his own disciple, and he had the talent of seven Holy Lights. But the bastard was too obsessed to attract his daughter and wanted to insult her with force. Leng Xinxun thought he was a teacher and apprentice. He had just given up his cultivation and drove out of the Snow Horse Hall.
In other words, it was just a year ago. A year ago, Dou Lan only had a third-level return, and she was abandoned. It's only been a year, and now Dou Lan feels that Leng Xinsoul is no worse than him at all. I'm afraid that the so-called peerless Qin Feng is not as good as that.
"Doulan, are you here to take revenge on me?" Take a deep breath and suppress the shock in your heart, so that your heart and soul are cool.
"Or what do you think?" Dou Lan smirked, "Now that I have a new master, you dare to give up my cultivation and drive me out of the bloody palace." Well, if this Blood Horse Hall doesn't accept me, I'll destroy it!"
"Well, it's up to you, not at all. Huangfu Pavilion suddenly snorted: "The Blood Horse Hall is the orthodox force of the Huangfu Ancient Clan. Don't say you don't have what it takes to destroy it. Even if you dare to touch the Blood Horse Palace, the Huangfu Ancient Clan will let you die without a place to be buried!"
"Haha, Master. When I kill Leng Xin, how about your mother and daughter waiting for me?"
"Evil animal, seek death!" Hearing this, the breath of the soul of the Seven Chilling Souls rushed to his face, and the Hall Master of He Tang Blood Horse Hall, when he was humiliated like this, immediately took action to commit violence.
"Haha, Brother Feng and Brother Dong, I ask you to help me. Don't save face for me, just kill it. As for my lovely teachers and mom, I will serve them well. Dou Lan suddenly smiled and looked at the emptiness behind her.
"Brother Dou, we are all here to help you, your master doesn't know. If Master blames us, you have to take care of us. As the yin sound fell, two streamers of different colors also swept out of the void behind them, and finally turned into two smiling old men, appearing in half the sky.
Looking at these two people, the cold soul of anger also surprised people. These two also have the power of the Holy Land. Although the territory of Hema is a relatively strong medium-sized territory, the Holy Land is almost all in their Hema Hall. When did they have so many mystical holy powers?
"Let's do it!" suddenly the two people who appeared just now drank at the same time. I saw that the two of them suddenly took a step back, and powerful spiritual power poured out from the two of them, and the atmosphere of the entire battlefield suddenly became tense. On the other side, Dou Lan turned her head, and a transparent sword appeared. He didn't know what it was made of. It emits a terrifying cold light.
The cold Huang Puting looked at each other and drank a large glass almost at the same time. The magical power exploded in an instant, shocking many people below. It is impossible to become the leader of Xuematang and marry Tianjiao's daughter, such as Huangfu Pavilion.
"Hmph!" Dou Lan sneered and rushed forward. It's very fast. She appeared in front of the Huangfu Pavilion in one breath. As the transparent sword shook in her hand, the sword suddenly shot out like a poisonous snake, causing the surrounding space to fluctuate violently.
Looking at the sudden attack, Huang Puting's face never changed. As soon as she grasped her slender hand, a serpentine sword appeared. As she swung her arm, the blade twisted into a strange arc. The tip of the knife bypassed Doulan's transparent sword, and when it pushed hard!" Hmph
Terrifying power comes from the blade. Doulan snorted, and the wide cloak behind her shook violently. Suddenly, the cloak was spinning, attacking directly at various parts of Huang Puting's body.
Feeling the chill all over his body, Huang Puting's long sword suddenly trembled crisply, and then a dense shadow came out. Soon, she wrapped her body! strong! Strong! Divine power came from the fierce shooting and the shattering of the dense sword shadows. In the attrition of both sides, the sword shadow quickly turned into nothingness.
On the other hand, Leng Xinxun is with them.
At the moment of alarmism, a majestic momentum made the faces of many people at the scene change wildly, slowly spreading, and finally covering the entire Snow Horse Valley. The momentum was gloomy and terrifying, trembling like a fierce ghost emerging from hell:
"Grandpa Jiejie, you didn't know that you and Dou Lan could be exposed, but I couldn't? You forced me to expose myself and wait for the master's punishment. ”
The voice of the stinger was heard. Suddenly, the momentum of gloomy horror was even stronger.
Qin Feng felt this powerful momentum, pursed his lips and sneered, "Is it finally coming out?"
As the gloomy aura rose from the high altitude in the northwest, countless people felt tremendous pressure. Even the two great saints, the icy soul Huang Pu Ting, felt the aura, and their faces became very ugly, as they found that the aura was far stronger than theirs, even more terrifying than the most powerful Qin Feng hunchbacked old man right now. At this time, such a strong man was enough to turn the tide of this war.
Qin Feng's gaze swept towards the source of the majestic aura and stared straight ahead.
"Haha, kid, I didn't expect I to be alone. Today, I want to see if you can beat two with one!" the old hunchback stepped his cane into the empty space, and his voice laughed coldly.
Can the master punish him? Now his life is almost too small to be cared for.
Qin Feng glanced at the hunchbacked old man.
At this moment, a powerful and cold spiritual force suddenly burst out, that is, a strange man running in black quickly came to the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, he stopped directly in the sky, and the black robe was blown by the wind, showing a ghost-like appearance.
"Jie Jie is now exposed, I also want to taste the wonderful pleasure of killing, especially ......" The black-robed man hovered in the air, glanced at the sky, and finally locked himself on Qin Feng's body. His voice stopped rhythmically and said, "Kill Tianjiao at my age." ”
"What!" Qin Feng's face changed slightly.
Although he did a simple face change, the age after the face change was the same as his actual age, that is, he looked like he was thirty-two or thirty-three. At the age of thirty-two, he had seven levels of holy land. Qin Feng didn't brag. No one else in the world has access to it except him. Maybe other powers have it, but never in the boundless territory!
However, if the person in front of us is really only thirty-two or thirty years old, and he is the same age and has seven levels of cultivation in the Holy Land, what is that?
"How is that possible!" Qin Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes. When he looked through the cover of the black robe, he could see that although the image of the visitor was gloomy and scary, he was really young. The gravitational pull in my heart has never been stronger. He wasn't afraid of the man in black. Actually, he is not afraid of losing. He is worried about the "masters" behind these mysterious holy places.