When the shorter and stout man's face showed a stunned expression, the colorful aura did not crush all the obstacles as usual, but was crushed by the thunder.

This strong man and a slightly taller man are Xue Dabao's two elder brothers, Xue Duan and Xue Gongdao.

The three odd-shaped sticks in Xue Gongdao's hand are called Broken Stream, this stick is an intermediate-grade inferior blade, which is made by his master, and his master is the former weapon judge of the Qingluan Bang, and it is also a rare refiner in the mainland.

Breaking the flow is not only broken, it means that this strange-shaped stick can break the flowing water, the flowing water is not soft and can not be bound, since it can be broken, then it is extremely easy to break the soul.

He was amazed only because this was the first opponent to crush his Broken Blade.

This Broken Flow Blade shot out from that Broken Stream, with a seven-colored aura, was actually the blade spiritual power that contained the final blow of countless cultivators who had fallen on this blade.

The Broken Flow Blade's seven-colored aura rotation orbit is extremely weird, and when it hits the opponent, it will either be knocked away by the opponent or kill the opponent, all due to its elliptical circular rapid rotation and strange orbit.

Now that he was crushed by Qin Feng with one blow, in addition to the shock that Xue Gongdao had in his heart, it also made him lose his confidence, just because his master said that there may be someone in the world who can resist the blade of the broken stream, but absolutely no one can slow it down, let alone annihilation?

In an instant, everyone felt that the momentum on the short and stout man's body had leaked down, and even the brilliance of his sword weakened a little.

Who can know, the flow is broken, but the soul of the soulless cannot be broken.

In case of breath, the situation is changing, if someone is merciful, then it must be cruel to himself, Qin Feng once again forced out the thunder power in his hand, and collided with the wood spirit in Xue Duan's hand, and the thunder power of the qi sea was already contained in the soles of his feet.

If there is a dragon whirl, the dragon whirlwind technique is launched, its momentum is like a strong wind, and after the thunder power around the body flashes out, a faint black light is revealed, and the black light flashes away, and the dragon whirl has approached Xue Gongdao.

The man was even more shocked, how could he have thought that under one to two, this little-known young man still had the strength to fight for his life.

The long, medium and short sticks were gathered and formed, several zhang long and wide, and the man snorted lightly, and the surface of the skin immediately revealed a trace of blood, and the blood and qi flowed, and the skin revealed the color of gold paper, and the second young master of the Water Sect was not only domineering in the golden spirit, but also cultivated the blood spirit.

The long stick has been rotated in his hand, after the rotation, the stick has a snake shape, but this stick is extremely soft, and the front of the body is molded into a colorful light shield, the shield is not to say a foot thick, and the previous halo is like a fold.

The black tornado only revealed a little thunder, and the thunder was naturally the thunder sword.

Xue Gongdao's face revealed arrogance, as usual, when he was fighting against someone, even if the other party knocked his Broken Flow Blade away, then the light shield made of this Broken Flow Colored Spirit would make the other party return with a feather, and now his heart was not as peaceful as it seemed.

Break!

Even the long-awaited scene of heaven and earth hedging and sparks did not appear, and that bit of thunder and black tornado directly broke the water waves like stones entering water, and sank into the light shield.

The light shield was scattered, and in front of the short man, Qin Feng was like a thin bamboo pole, but it was a pity that the bamboo pole had a sword in his hand, and the sword had been pointed directly at the strong man's heart.

After all, Xue Gongdao came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and his courage was better than ordinary people, and he was not afraid of the sword blade hitting the vital point, his hands were closed, and the power of the golden spirit was directly revealed from the three-section stick body that was dismantled again, and the stick had formed a triangle, and it went straight towards the sword in Qin Feng's hand.

Hum!

The bravery is naturally worthy of admiration, Qin Feng thundered his sword, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It was not the key point of that person, and he picked up the sword in reverse, and it was already three inches under the skin of Xue Gongdao, and the blood flowers exploded, and he could determine one thing, and the sharp thunder force of the blade must not be far from the man's sea of qi.

While!

The huge thunder spirit power directly Xue Gongdao's hand interrupted the flow, hand-to-hand contact, what to say earth-shattering, a slight movement is the difference between death and life, his hand interrupted the flow and touched the thunder sword and thunder force, the proud bloody, fierce and peerless cultivator's mind, it could not play any role, the broken flow turned into three sections, and flew directly into the air.

Qin Fengjian had already gone straight from his ribs to his shoulder blades, and it looked like he only had a bloody body, and he didn't feel the slightest pain in his flesh and bones for a while.

"If you want to die an ugly death, I don't mind if you move again. "The sword has already penetrated half of his throat, and even if the man has rough skin and thick flesh, it would be too funny to want the blade to cut through half of his body without dying.

Xue Gongdao slowly raised his arm, half of his body was no longer able to move, the blood flowed continuously, his qi veins were damaged, and even if he gathered qi, he only had half of his combat power at most.

Hum!

Qin Feng raised his foot and kicked at his raised arm, the man could only pull his arm, and he couldn't lift it anymore, and his brave qi also needed a little energy to exert it.

Heavy wheezing sounds kept coming from his throat, the trapped beast was nothing more than that, his eyes were clear, Qin Feng cut himself to such a realm, he must be similar to this person.

You let him go!

Hurry up and let go!

Second young master, how are you?

It was all the voices of Chen Ji and the others, Xue Jie's face was cold, he looked extremely calm, he felt more pain in his heart than others didn't know how much, but on the surface, he seemed to be the most unfazed one, because of this, Qin Feng knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to let go.

"There's a kind of you killed me!" Xue Gongdao staggered, his teeth clenched, and only half of his face could be seen.

Qin Feng could only shake his head, "If you are my enemy, wouldn't it be faster to let you live better than to die." ”

"Okay, let's throw in the towel! You let him go and don't bother you again. Xue Duan finally spoke, saying this must be an extremely difficult thing for him, presumably he has very few times in his life to make such a decision.

Qin Feng still shook his head, "Only death, how can you lose?"

The people of the Bishui Sect clenched their fists, this kid is really a thorn, they may go back and make the most realistic puppet like him, pricking them with needles thousands of times a day.

No one has the upper hand, Qin Feng can restrain Xue Gongdao with one blow and make him half-disabled, his strength is one thing, and it has more to do with the other party underestimating him, and now, the people of the Water Sect are all on the same page, and his ending will definitely not be good.

It's a pity that the people of the Bishui Sect can only wait now, because Qin Feng is waiting, waiting for Xue Gongdao's blood to flow clean.

Tick tick!

Tick tick!

It's like the sound of water leaking, it's blood dripping, it's time draining, it's so fast, yet so slow.

Tick tick!

Stomp Tread!!

The sound of dripping water and footsteps intersected, and there were countless footsteps on the street corner or in the doorway, or in the corner of an unknown wall, or maybe even on the roof, and it was obvious that someone was coming.

From the very dark street, a figure has emerged, the figure is thin, and it looks like a weak person, like a bookkeeper, and his clothes are quite simple, which can be understood as a bookkeeper who is quite considerate of the owner.