Qin Feng raised his head violently and looked at the few figures rushing quickly, and in an instant, his eyes slowly sank.

The first person was seven points similar to Murong Shen's appearance, but the aura exuded from his body was much stronger than Murong Shen, and that aura was extremely murderous, like a person who often licked blood from the knife, revealing a sense of evil.

"Murong Zhan!"

Seeing the person coming clearly, Qin Feng couldn't help but secretly take a deep breath, and his heart became heavy.

Murong Zhan is different from Murong Shen, Murong Shen is good at business, while Murong Zhan is proficient in martial arts, and his martial arts talent has been ranked top in the hundreds of years of history of Cloud City, and he has been practicing outside all year round, experiencing countless battles, and his strength is unfathomable.

Although Murong Zhan had never appeared in Cloud City for more than a year, news came back that Murong Zhan had killed the powerhouses of the Fifth Realm of Huaquan Realm with the dual realm of Huaquan Realm, and he was one of the people with the highest demand for this year's Northern Frontier Spirit Election.

Qin Feng didn't expect that Murong Zhan would come back so early, it seems that this guy attaches great importance to this Northern Xinjiang Spiritual Selection.

"Second brother, save me!" Opposite Qin Feng, Murong Shen hurriedly shouted excitedly, his heart was terrified, and he almost died at Qin Feng's hands.

However, before the feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe could spread in the bottom of his heart, his expression froze again, because he saw that Qin Feng was staring at him coldly, with indifferent killing intent in his wolf-like gaze.

"If I am determined to kill you, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to stop you!"

Qin Feng opened his mouth indifferently, and his voice seemed to come from hell, which made Murong Shen feel terrified.

"You dare!"

Murong Zhan also sensed Qin Feng's intentions, and hurriedly snorted, he was still twenty steps away from Qin Feng, if Qin Feng really made a desperate move, he would not have time to stop it at all.

Swish!

Facing Murong Zhan's threat, Qin Feng sneered, and in a flash, his figure appeared in front of Murong Shen, and then, the sword pointed out, attacking Murong Shen's throat.

The strong sense of death came to his face, frightening Murong Shen's soul and shouting: "He is a double ......"

Burst!

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng's sword finger was already pointed at his throat, and an extremely sharp energy pierced through his throat, leaving a thumb-sized blood hole, and suddenly, the blood was like a spring, gurgling out.

“...... Pair...... Military...... Soul ......" Murong Shen's body fell to the ground unwillingly, and his breathing quickly cut off in a vague murmur.

Murong Shen, die!

He originally wanted to use his last strength to pass the news of Qin Feng's dual martial souls to Murong Zhan, but unfortunately, he said the last few words vaguely, and only Qin Feng could hear them.

"You, looking for death!"

Looking at this scene, Murong Zhan's eyes were about to split, his eyes were extremely cold, Qin Feng actually killed his brother in front of him, even if he died, he couldn't understand his hatred!

Rumble!

After this moment's delay, Murong Zhan had already come to Qin Feng, and then, his palm was suddenly pressed, and between his ten fingers, the spiritual power like a storm surged rapidly, and finally turned into an incomparably huge golden palm print, blasting towards Qin Feng.

The sharp palm prints stirred up gusts of wind, blowing countless sand and gravel into the air.

Qin Feng was in the center of the storm, his clothes were scraped and hunted, and the huge oppression seemed to blast him into the ground and crush him into dust.

"Broken!"

Qin Feng shouted angrily, the Qiankun Creation Sutra was running, and the little spiritual power that had been consumed in his body surged out of the spiritual veins without reservation, turning into a sharp Yuan-destroying energy, and slashed down on the golden palm print.

Boom! Boom!

There were eight full strengths, one stronger than the other, and it was impermeable and bombarded with the palm print, however, it was directly destroyed by the golden palm print, and the golden palm print was just a little dim, and continued to press forward.

"Monument opener!"

"Great Flame Burning Mountain Sutra!"

In the face of the incommensurate palm print, Qin Feng struck out one after another, showing all what he had learned, and finally weakened most of the golden palm print, but the whole person was still swept away by the residual terrifying power, and slammed into a big tree in the distance before stopping.

With difficulty standing firmly, Qin Feng only felt that the qi and blood all over his body were flowing backwards, and his internal organs were about to shift, and then, as soon as his throat was sweet, blood couldn't help but overflow from the corners of his lips.

He's at the end of his power.

The previous use of that Star-splitting Demon Hammer had consumed three-quarters of his strength, and being able to resist this palm without dying was already the maximum limit he could do.

"Die!"

Seeing that Qin Feng actually blocked his own blow, Murong Zhan's killing intent became even stronger, and then, another palm fell.

The huge golden palm print, more condensed than the previous palm, carried an incomparably terrifying power, and swept towards Qin Feng.

"Boom!"

The big tree behind Qin Feng was shattered in an instant, turning into powder and scattering, and Qin Feng's figure kept retreating from the ground in the dust, leaving a deep scratch.

The huge golden palm print pressed on Qin Feng's body, and there was a clear sound of bone breaking, Qin Feng clenched his teeth, and used all the strength of his body to run the Qiankun Creation Sutra again, and the Creation Heavenly Vortex appeared in his body, and an extremely strange devouring power flowed out and pierced into the golden palm print.

Immediately, the terrifying spiritual power in the palm print was sucked into Qin Feng's body by the Heavenly Vortex of Creation, and the meridians of Qin Feng's body seemed to be torn apart at this moment, bearing unimaginable pain of backlash, but fortunately, the entire palm print was finally dissolved.

The Creation Heavenly Vortex absorbs everything, and it is naturally able to devour spiritual power attacks, but the damage caused to Qin Feng is also extremely huge!

“...... Not...... Not dead!"

Looking at Qin Feng, who was a few feet away, although extremely weak but still standing upright on the ground, several people beside Murong Zhan had shocked faces, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.

They had never seen a single Condensation Realm martial artist who could survive a single move under Murong Zhan's hands.

And Qin Feng, even in Murong Zhan's extremely angry state, can still resist two palms without dying!

What's more, before they came, Qin Feng was already close to being out of strength.

This...... It's unbelievable!

"Aren't you dead yet?" Murong Zhan's face directly spasmed, and the coldness in his body, like a 10,000-year-old ice cellar, became more and more intense.

A small Condensation Vein Sevenfold Realm martial artist actually resisted him with two palms and still didn't die, which was undoubtedly a huge shame for him.

Thinking about it, Murong Zhan's fists were clenched and rattled, and then he walked towards Qin Feng step by step, and as he stepped out, his whole person's momentum became more and more terrifying, and the air around him was oppressed to the point of exploding.

"Is this the smell of death......

Looking at Murong Zhan, who was stepping step by step, like a hellish god of death, the corners of Qin Feng's mouth were filled with a bitter smile.

At this moment, he clearly felt that death was so close to him......

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