The skulls flew, blood flowed, and the lifeless eyes of the two heads were filled with infinite surprise.

They thought that after they used the Heavenly Seal, Qing Feng would definitely die, but they didn't expect that Qing Feng's speed could be so fast.

The guns were dazzling, the fighting spirit was rampant, and the two corpses slowly fell, except for the roar of heaven and earth, there were only thousands of unwillingness.

And Qingfeng held the spear in his hand, and the blood-colored patterns were all over the body of the spear, like a bloody Shura.

Qing Feng looked at the spear in his hand, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even though he knew that the power of the Flowing Cloud Spear had been greatly enhanced after being rendered by blood qi, he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Killing two strong men of the same price with one shot is enough to prove the strength of the spear.

At this time, Qingfeng suddenly turned around and attacked towards the yellow sand a hundred meters away.

People, running quickly, are like a streamer, making bursts of wind.

In the yellow sand, the old man with a cane saw Qingfeng coming towards him, with incomparable fear in his eyes.

He just thought that Qing Feng punched himself away, and he could take this opportunity to escape.

And with those two companions there, he could at least resist Qingfeng for a while, giving him a chance to escape. Maybe you can also fight back against Qingfeng.

After all, they have the Heavenly Court Secret Technique, the Heavenly Seal.

But I didn't expect that Qingfeng's strength was so strong that he could force those two people to escape, and even use the Heavenly Seal, but he still couldn't kill this guy!

At this moment, he was afraid! he was afraid!

Even if it is an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years, it does not want to accept the coming of death.

He ran forward quickly, now he just wanted to get out of here, to leave this deserted, dark yellow sand land.

As long as he leaves here, he can use his footwork to evade Qingfeng's tracking.

As long as you have enough time to recover from your injuries, you can seek revenge from Qingfeng.

Thinking of this, a hint of bright red flashed in this person's eyes, and the speed under his feet was a little faster.

Run, run, run!

That's the only thing he thinks right now!

Qing Feng saw that this guy's speed increased, and his speed also increased by a few points, and the spear in his hand had been retracted at some point.

Although the Liuyun spear is powerful, it now makes Qingfeng a little more weight when he is chasing.

So in order to speed things up, Qing Feng put away the Liuyun spear.

The speed suddenly increased by a few points, and the gap that was originally tens of meters apart narrowed to more than ten meters in an instant.

This made the old man with a cane almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he saw it.

Is this guy a demon? His speed is already the fastest, but this guy can actually increase his speed.

Is this the rhythm that is going to infuriate people?

The air erupted with bursts of wind, and above Qing Feng's fists, blood qi was attached, as if it was like two blood tigers, and it let out a roar that shook the space.

The sound lingered for a long time, reverberating in this space.

And that person heard this voice, felt the powerful power contained in this voice, and his blood boiled.

What kind of martial arts is this guy's martial arts, and how powerful can he be?

Even Qing Feng looked at his fists in surprise, he didn't expect that after the blood qi was attached to the blood qi, he would actually emit such a powerful aura.

The power contained in this voice alone is enough to make a monarch-level powerhouse fall.

As Qing Feng's strength increased, Qing Feng's cultivation of "Blood River Ten Thousand Miles" gradually increased, and now the power that erupted had reached a level that Qing Feng had not expected.

This is a good thing!"Heh, die here!" Qing Feng looked at the person running quickly in front of him, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

This time, these people came out of the heavenly court, and I don't know how many strong people they brought.

If you let him go back and send out those strong men, it will be troublesome.

Although you can deal with it yourself, you can't deny that sometimes in front of a large group, even if you are strong, it is useless.

So this guy, damned!

The fist marks were waved, and the river of blood behind him surged and stretched.

That person saw the bloody fist in Qing Feng's hand and the blood river behind him, and his eyes widened.

How many powerful martial arts does this guy have?"

"Die!" Qing Feng shouted, his fist hit this guy, and the river of blood behind him kept pouring towards this guy.

And that person saw Qing Feng attacking, and he also knew that he couldn't dodge Qing Feng's attack.

"Damn! fight!" the man cursed secretly, quickly turned around, and quickly waved the cane in his hand.

"Heavenly Demon Crutch!" This ** shouted, the crutches in his hand were raised, and a blue giant crutch suddenly appeared above the sky, which looked extremely huge in this dim world!

"Drink!" the man shouted violently, and the giant crutch in his hand slammed towards Qingfeng.

The huge crutches, under his control, did not slow down a single minute, fast and powerful.

Qing Feng watched this giant crutch coming towards him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, this martial art was actually a mid-grade martial art of the spirit level, which was almost comparable to the ruthless hand!

"Boom!" The giant crutch hit the yellow sand, rolling up the boundless qi, sandwiching countless yellow sands, and quickly striking towards the surroundings.

And the man's face showed a hint of a triumphant smile.

He knew how strong his martial arts were, and the mid-grade martial arts of the spirit level were considered terrifying martial arts in this secular world.

Although he was not as powerful as Qing Feng's martial arts just now, he only thought that killing Qing Feng was enough.

The smoke and dust swept away, the yellow sand flew wildly, and the world was a piece.

And that person didn't see if Qingfeng was killed by himself, but turned around and left directly.

He thought that after Qingfeng endured his move, even if he didn't die, he would have half a life.

This is his pride.

At this time, in the smoke and dust, a person flew out quickly, and the surrounding Qi Lang instantly blew those smoke and dust wildly.

And above Qingfeng's fist, blood and qi were attached, and the two blood tiger heads groaned, with a trace of blood in the demon pupils.

Powerful, yet terrifying.

The man who was holding a cane and was about to leave felt the breath surging behind him, and the tiger roared in a low voice, and quickly turned around.

The fist, bombarding him, is like the power of heaven and earth, containing supreme power.

People, flying out.

Blood, spurting up.

And the part of that person's left shoulder to the left leg was blasted by Qing Feng's punch, but his eyes were extremely terrifying.

He is not dead yet, not because Qingfeng's punch is wrong, but because he is a person who is different from others.

His heart is on the right side.

So, he's not dead yet!

As long as his heart was not broken by Qing Feng, he could still survive with one breath.

But will Qingfeng let him live?

Landing quickly, stepping on the ground again.

Qing Feng killed this person again......