Chapter 37: Heavenly Frost Fist

The magician of Fatil walked down, his earth-based magic just now had killed no less than ten masters of Great Qin, and he saluted Qin Feng and said, "Fatil Royal Magic Regiment Morligan has taught the Nine Princes a masterpiece. ”

Nodding slightly, Qin Feng didn't speak, and looked at Morligan quietly. I saw that he first added an earth-based magic shield to himself, and then began to chant.

The lively earth elemental quickly gathered towards Morligan, but Qin Feng stood there motionless, oh my God, didn't he know that he was going to attack first in the battle with the magician? Qin Feng was still standing there like a mountain.

Finally, Morrigan finished reciting the last incantation, and suddenly a big crack opened where Qin Feng was, swallowing Qin Feng into it, and then countless spikes rose from the big crack, is this still alive? This is a level 7 earth-based magic earth splitting spike, it seems that this Morligan is a great Mo Dao level character. And our Qin Feng can't see the figure at this time. Has he already ......

After casting this level 7 magic, Morligan was also tired and sat on the ground at this time, he was full of confidence in the magic just now, this was his strongest blow, the magic just now consumed all his magic power, it was so dangerous, could it be that the ninth prince of Daqin was an idiot? He was stupidly waiting for himself to recite the incantation? Doesn't he know that a warrior must not wait for the magician to finish reciting the incantation?

I really don't know how Orik killed him that idiot, could it be that Kane Sword Saint did something? Morligan subconsciously looked at the Great Qin Soldiers and Horses Generalissimo Kane in the distance, recalling the feeling after being covered by his domain in the main hall at first, and he was afraid for a while, the people of the Holy Rank were really too perverted.

Seeing that Qin Feng had killed his magic, and he was relieved, Morligan stood up and said, "The Ninth Prince of your country has unfortunately died, so we in this game have won the Fatil Kingdom!hahaha!" After speaking, he laughed with the remaining Fatil masters and Fatil envoys.

King Qin stood up with a panicked face, and he didn't have time to care about the teasing of Fatil and others, others may not know, but he himself knew very well, all the magic talents were the hope of the future revitalization of Great Qin!

The people watching around looked dead, defeated, defeated again, is Daqin really inferior to Fatil?

Could it be that our protagonist is really hanging? Could it be that Qin Feng, who is pregnant with my Chinese peerless knowledge, is no match for a level 7 magic? Of course not!

"The game is not over yet, how can you say that you have won?" a faint voice came into the field.

As a result, there were two sets of funny scenes on the martial arts arena, Fatil's original laughing expressions were frozen on his faces, and his eyes showed disbelief, you know, what Morligan used just now was a level 7 magic of the earth system, and it completely hit Qin Feng, but why is he like a person who is okay now?

As for those people in Great Qin, King Qin has now recovered his face and is doing it seriously on the high platform, while the people who are watching around originally looked dejected because they heard Qin Feng's voice, and they all stared at the field at this moment as if they had taken stimulants.

"The God of Light is above, our Great Nine Highnesses are still alive!"

"What do you mean to be alive, how could our wise and martial Nine Highnesses be killed by a small 7-series magic!

"Cut, I don't know who hid below just now and said, 'It's over, it's over, our Ninth Highness is hanging...'!"

"I used the tone of anti-questioning, do you know? Anti-meaning question means yes! What an idiot, I don't know any grammatical knowledge! Hey, miss me...... (5000 words omitted), hey, why are you crawling on the ground, even if you admire me, you don't have to do this!"

"He fainted...... a man next to him whispered.

There was a figure standing in the center of the martial arts arena, with blonde hair and white robes, standing with his hands in his hands, indescribably chic, and inexplicably elegant.

"Okay, good, good! Feng'er, let their Fatil people know how powerful our Great Qin is! After victory, I will make you a first-class Divine Martial Prince!" "Qin King Long Yan Dayue said to Qin Feng in the martial arts arena on the high platform.

"Yes, Father, Erchen will definitely live up to his trust!" Qin Feng bowed to King Qin from afar.

"Hmph, what a big breath, I didn't kill you just now, this time, you are dead!" Morligan walked from the rest ground to the middle of the martial arts arena, and said to Qin Feng hatefully.

"It's a pity, I'm not interested in you anymore, so, I'll end the battle soon!" Qin Feng didn't know when there was an extra wine jug in his hand, he raised his head and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, looking at that expression, he didn't take Morligan to heart at all.

"You, you...... Okay, you're crazy enough, I won't let you see the sun tomorrow!" Morligan was very cold at Qin Feng's contempt for himself, and he was speechless with anger.

"Alright, my esteemed Mr. Magician, you better hurry up and get ready, otherwise, you won't have a chance, take advantage of the last chance of your life to cast magic!"

Obviously angry, he knew that he couldn't tell the sharp-toothed guy in front of him, so he vented his anger on his magic, and he blessed himself with five magic shields as quickly as possible.

En, yes, faster than any other time, it seems that his magic has improved a little, this arrogant boy, insulting a noble magician is to pay with his life!Morligan thought to himself, but when he focused his mind on his opponent, he saw a scene that made him lose the opportunity to think!

The fist, a crystal clear fist, is just a fist but occupies his entire field of vision, only this fist is left between heaven and earth, he can't see the sun, he can't see the people around him, he can't see the comrades behind him, no matter the shouts of the people around him, the cheering of his comrades behind him, or even the sound of his own breathing, he can't hear it, his world has lost its sound and color, and only a fist is getting closer and closer, growing bigger and bigger in his sight.

He was afraid, he wanted to run away, but he was sad to find that he couldn't scream, he couldn't run, he could only watch the fist penetrate his magic shield effortlessly as if it were through five layers of tissue paper, and then magnify infinitely in his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

The onlookers only felt a biting chill emanating from the martial arts arena, and then they felt a flower in front of them, but there was a huge transparent ice cube in the center of the martial arts arena, and the whole ice cube was a rectangle, but what was frightening was not this rectangular ice cube, but the person in the ice cube! Morligan! Qin Feng's opponent in this game was frozen in this huge ice block at this time, with a face of fear and disbelief, and his hands and feet were struggling.

Ancient Chinese martial arts - Tianshuang Boxing.