Qin Zong stood in front of the door, and his body did not show any strong spiritual power.

Instead, it was peaceful.

But I can feel an extraordinarily powerful coercion and an almost creepy danger.

That sense of danger, as if I was facing an ancient beast.

Tianfeng Yi Ya's face became slightly solemn, and his dark purple pupils met Qin Zong's deep cold eyebrows.

"You can't get in."

Qin Zong's eyes were cold, and his eyes were extremely cold.

For some reason, the powerful spiritual power that was originally raging in Tianfeng Yiya actually seemed a little stagnant under Qin Zong's eyes.

His momentum is not as strong as Fang Cai.

The surrounding clanging sounds and shouts of killing were already heard.

Yan Rong and Song Lingfeng were leading the people, and they were killed by the group of people brought by Tianfeng Yi Cliff.

In the air, from time to time, there were pale blue spiritual forces colliding with each other.

Tianfeng Yiya's dark purple eyes raised, and he looked at the closed door: "If you can't get in, you have to go in!" ”

The sleeves of his wide robe suddenly raised, and the countless silver-white spiritual power around him formed a ball of light and smashed towards the poor Qin Zong.

Qin Zong's handsome and unparalleled face didn't move, and he raised his hand lightly.

The powerful attack of Tianfeng Yi Cliff seemed to be swallowed up by the alien space in an instant, and it disappeared completely before it reached Qin Zong's body.

A gentle breeze blows in your ears.

Blowing up the broken hair in front of Qin Zong's forehead, it revealed the man's cold temperament all over his body.

He looked up slowly, "I said, you can't get in today." ”

There were waves of light flowing at the bottom of Tianfeng Yiya's dark purple pupils, covering the horror and surprise in his heart.

How can it be!

He knew the force of his blow, and he definitely used eighty percent of his strength.

If it's not an S-level spiritual power warrior, it will definitely not be able to take it.

The last time I saw Qin Zong, Qin Zong was just an A-level spiritual power.

It's only been half a month.

How can his strength climb to this point?!

Qin Zong lightly dissolved his fatal blow.

Tianfeng Yiya's face was gloomy.

The heart was already turbulent, but the face with some feminine and handsome face did not show half a bit of surprise, but shot again.

This time, he no longer had any hands left.

The furious and swift attacks bombarded Qin Zong one after another.

However, his powerful spiritual power, which was enough to raze this marshal's mansion to the ground, disappeared inexplicably when it fell on Qin Zong.

It was as if a fist had been struck on the cotton, and there was no response at all.

The more he attacked, the more frightened he became.

He couldn't feel any power on Qin Zong's body at all.

No mental power, no Force.

There is not even the inexplicable ethereal power of Yan Tao's cultivation.

But on the contrary, his attack just couldn't fall on Qin Zong.

Qin Zong protected the room behind him.

Tianfeng Yi Ya's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

It's just that the movements under his hands have not slowed down, but the offensive has become more and more rapid.

He didn't believe it, Qin Zong didn't have any weaknesses!

In just half a month, no matter how talented he is and how rebellious his physique is, it is impossible to cross a big level!

Even far above him.

When the two were fighting each other, it was heating up.

A pitch-black beam of light suddenly descended from the sky and hit Qin Zong's vest.

Feel the scorching wind behind you.

Qin Zong's face turned cold, he raised his eyes, the attack of the Heavenly Wind and Yi Cliff had already approached.

The two attacks directly forced him to retreat.

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