Chapter 122: Defeat!

High in the sky, in the eyes of everyone, three surging forces attacked from three directions.

Cyan, green, black, the three figures bombarded Qin Feng's body heavily, Qin Feng didn't even move, as if he didn't have time to dodge at all.

"Bang~~"

The violent collision sound, like thunder, suddenly exploded in mid-air, accompanied by the fluctuation of energy like a monstrous wave, raging violently, and instantly enveloped the huge Tianmu Mountain Peak.

"Is a generation of geniuses going to fall?"

"After all, is it still the long-famous grandmaster who wins?"

"People always have to pay for their arrogance. ”

Some people regret, some sigh, some pity, some ridicule, and some proud, all feel that Qin Feng will definitely not survive.

He suffered a full blow from the three grandmasters head-on, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

Who will be safe?

However, as the momentum on the scene faded and everyone's vision cleared, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Seeing that above the sky, under the attack of the three grandmasters, Qin Feng's expression did not change in the slightest, and there was a strong sneer under his indifference.

He looked at Zhang Guangcheng beside him, the ghost Taoist and the ghost grandmother, and the corner of his mouth smiled evilly, and said:

"Is that all you have? It's not enough to give me an itch. ”

The voice was full of Sen Ran's killing intent, which made the three of them tremble, and their bodies were as if they were drenched from head to toe by a basin of cold water, and their bodies were cold.

The feeling of death enveloped in an instant.

"Let's go!"

Grandma Snake roared, and as soon as her body turned, she was about to leave, and the ghost Taoist and Zhang Guangcheng also retreated sharply.

"Hehe, do you want to go?"

Qin Feng's face became indifferent, his voice became cold, his body burst out for a while, and a huge momentum suddenly burst out, like a leaping tiger, a dragon rising into the sky, like a tsunami, like a hurricane, frantically rushing around.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

Seeing a few muffled crashing sounds, Grandma Snake, Zhang Guangcheng and the Ghost Daoist seemed to be violently impacted by an invisible heavy hammer, their faces changed abruptly, and they spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood in unison.

The red blood droplets fell like rain, and the bodies of the three of them fell sharply to the ground like cannonballs.

"Boom Boom~~"

A deafening sound sounded, the mountain rocks collapsed, debris flew sideways, smoke and dust overflowed, and the huge Tianmu Mountain seemed to have a small earthquake, which made all the warriors present frightened.

They looked up at the figure in mid-air, and their hearts seemed to be poured into countless cold ice, and their minds seemed to be raging by waves, and they lost half of their ability to think, and their hearts gradually froze.

The four Grandmaster powerhouses, so far, all defeated!

While everyone was shocked, they also clearly understood in their hearts that a generation of young grandmasters was about to rise!

Sixty years ago, the snake grandma rose in southern Yunnan, resisted the big snake, defeated countless loose cultivators, and became famous.

Fifty years ago, the ghost Taoist had the art of chasing out corpses, refining supreme corpse soldiers, and defeated the righteous way crusade alliance in Xiangxi, and became famous in a battle, and everyone in the martial arts world was shocked.

Twenty years ago, Gu Yuchen was in the thunder of a rainy night, once he had an epiphany, led the thunder with one hand, and was able to break through the realm of real people, and then traveled the world and destroyed zombies in Sichuan and Shu, which was praised.

Fifteen years ago, Zhang Guangcheng of Jiangbei Taiji Gate observed the rise and fall of the clouds on the top of the mountain, created his own cloud hand, and finally became the realm of the grandmaster, and then became the head of the Taiji Gate.

Now, the top of Tianmu Mountain!

A generation of young talents, arrogant and uninhibited, amazing, and outstanding, with their own strength, slash the stone tiger, destroy the black and white, lead the thunder to kill the ancient Qing, and the four grandmasters of high-altitude warfare, break it with one force!

Many martial artists know that today's battle is bound to spread throughout the Chinese martial arts world, and the young man above the sky is bound to become famous all over the world.

He will step on the corpses of countless powerhouses, step by step to the peak of the martial arts realm.

From then on, they can only look up!

High in the sky, Qin Feng's eyes were dark, his expression was indifferent, and he was full of boundless coldness, and he walked towards the nearest ghost Daoist step by step.

"Since you have murderous intentions towards me, then you are ready to die!"

The cold voice came out, making everyone's pupils shrink, and the ghost Dao man who had fallen into the stone pit was even more terrified.

He looked at Qin Feng, who was gradually approaching from mid-air, and only felt that his half life was gone.

It was as if this was not a person, but a life-seeking Yama, a demon god from the underworld.

"Yin corpse puppet, give it to me!"

"Jingle Bell~~Jingle Bell~~"

The ghost Dao man's eyes were terrified, and he endured the intense pain of his body, shaking the copper bell desperately, and with the last trace of mental strength, he controlled dozens of Yin corpses to attack Qin Feng.

"粲粲粲~~"

Bursts of weird laughter came out, and I saw that the dozens of cold black-robed corpses that exuded endless coldness suddenly raised their heads and rushed towards Qin Feng with a yin wind.

Seeing this, Qin Feng's expression was full of disdain, and he shook his head and said:

"The inferior refining techniques are really far from the group of ghost warlocks on the primordial continent. ”

"It's better to get rid of it sooner!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng's big hand suddenly opened, and the terrifying momentum was like a net, enveloping dozens of Yin corpses, and then his big hand suddenly clenched.

Under the horrified gaze of many martial artists, dozens of black-robed yin corpses suddenly let out a roar of pain, and then exploded.

"Bang Bang Bang~~"

One after another, the sound of body crackling was heard, and the flesh and blood of the corpse mixed with black and red rancid splattered out, staining the vast area around the high platform black and red.

The smell of blood filled the air, reflecting this space like the Nine Hells.

The bones are terrifying, the soul is scattered, the horror is terrified, and the cold hairs stand on end!

There are no words that can completely describe the mood of the many warriors on Tianmu Mountain at this moment, because their hearts have been filled with fear.

The top of the huge mountain, dead silence.

Qin Feng stepped on the flesh and blood of countless Yin corpses, and slowly approached the ghost Taoist with an indifferent expression, there was no half emotion in his eyes, only darkness, only coldness.

"You, don't come here!"

The ghost Daoist watched Qin Feng approach with cracked eyes, and his whole body trembled like chaff, and he didn't have the proud momentum of a half-point grandmaster.

At this moment, he is just a man begging for his life.

Qin Feng's face was indifferent, and his hand was a knife, and the qi knife with fierce murderous intent was extended, swallowed, and extended, and crossed above his body.

The ghost Taoist only felt that his heart was about to stagnate, and he shouted in horror: "Grandma, help!"

On the other side, the snake grandmother, who was also seriously injured, spit out a mouthful of bloody spittle, and suddenly roared towards the sky.

"Ah~~"

As if calling for something, everyone didn't know what was going on, only that the ground under their feet was shaking, as if some behemoth was moving through sharply.

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