Chapter 312: Sharpening Iron for Clothing
About dozens of kilometers away from the riverbank where Qin Feng was, a streamer of light swept by like lightning, and the silver wolf's body shook rhythmically, cutting through the air like a short bat-winged blade.
The fierce killing machine shrouded the silver wolf's whole body like a substance, and the silver wolf felt the killing machine behind him, and his eyes were blood-red.
Especially the martial artist in the rear who was chasing closer and closer, as well as the sword qi that was locked sharply, made it feel anxious and abnormal.
"Young master, where the hell are you!"
"Even if you die, you must find the young master and hand over the holy treasure of your clan to the young master!"
The silver wolf's fierce wolf head was even more hideous, and in the rapid running, the fangs of the front paws suddenly appeared, and there was a Dao sword qi condensed from the tip of his fangs, and the silver wolf didn't even turn his head, and while running, he suddenly stood upright, and his hands (front paws) slammed backwards.
Then, regardless of the situation behind him, he bent down again and ran on all fours.
It's just that the running speed seems to be a little slower, and Sen Ran's blood-red eyes are also a little sluggish.
Whew!
These several sword qi immediately burst out with brilliant sword light, turning into a sword shadow that swept straight out, and immediately a terrifying aura of destruction was instilled into the sword shadow, causing the sword shadow to pass by, frantically tearing apart this side of the world, and finally directly hitting the long sword that followed it.
"What?!"
Cui Fujun's face fused, and he felt the power of the sword qi coming from this attack!
At the same time, immediately instill all the internal force on the long sword and directly meet it.
A deafening roar resounded between heaven and earth, and the sword qi impact fluctuations visible to the naked eye rolled up a storm.
Cui Fujun was unaware for a while, and almost lost control of the long sword in his opponent.
"Damn, what kind of fierce beast is this evil beast, it can actually condense sword qi!" Cui Fujun hurriedly held the sword weapon, his face was extremely gloomy, the other party was obviously only close to the cultivation of the middle stage of the human martial arts grandmaster, but the means were frequent, so difficult, it actually made him feel very tricky.
At this moment, more than a dozen majestic coercion roared from behind, and Cui Fujun's cold face immediately showed a solemn smile: "A Transformation Realm Grandmaster, three Grandmasters in the middle stage, four Grandmasters in the early stage, more than a dozen peak martial artists with internal strength, even the top sect can also be destroyed, I want to see where this evil beast escapes!"
If someone heard Cui Fujun's words, they would be shocked, it was rumored that the rivers and lakes were the top martial arts sects, and they were just a few grandmasters, and those who cultivated as grandmasters in the transformation realm, in addition to Wudang Shaolin, there were very few sects such as Qingcheng Yuhuashan, but I didn't expect this part of the power revealed by the Law Enforcement Hall at this time to reach such a strong posture!
"If it weren't for the persecution of the Ability Group too much, my Law Enforcement Hall wouldn't have shown its muscles so early. Cluck. Meng Po laughed coquettishly, "Now, let those idiots of the ability group be shocked." ”
"I want to see how this beast has escaped today. Scarlet eyes stared directly at the back of the silver wolf, and the bull head said.
"He couldn't get far. Meng Po sneered, "This evil beast intercepted Cui Fujun just now, and used the natal essence, and now it is a defeated dog." ”
Cui Fujun looked at it, and sure enough, he saw that the speed of the silver wolf's running had slowed down a little, and he took a deep look at Meng Po, this woman's superficial cultivation was far inferior to him, but there was obviously something else.
"Meng Po, you can't hide it. Cui Fujun said with a sneer.
"Where, isn't this enough for people to show?" Meng Po straightened her hips and said as she ran quickly.
Cui Fujun's hot eyes swept over Meng Po's delicate and tight body, smiled, suddenly picked up his speed, and stepped forward with his sword.
"Colonel Qin, the personnel have basically been evacuated, and the final verification and search is underway. Pang Linghui was sweaty and walked over and said.
Zhang Aiguo was on the other side and did not come.
"Five minutes, five minutes, you're all going to evacuate too. Qin Feng looked at the dark river surface and said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Pang Linghui nodded solemnly.
"Leave a car here. Qin Feng said suddenly.
"No problem. Pang Linghui waved his hand, and Rousseau immediately called someone to drive a Grand Cherokee military vehicle over.
Qin Feng called out in a low voice, "Xiaoice!"
I saw that under the swarthy river, a brilliant light bloomed, and then, a silver sword light flickered, and a long sword flew into Qin Feng's hand.
Pang Linghui looked at this scene with a shocked face, and had a deeper understanding of his brother's special advice to him to be very polite to Qin Feng.
Long sword to get it!
Qin Feng showed a smile on his face, he returned to the South China Sea this time, he sensed that Xiaoice was still awakened from his slumber, now, this long sword, the sword body is covered with frost, it is after Xiaoice absorbs and tempers a part of the cold ice essence, the spirit of cold ice is more pure, and now Xiaoice is already a yellow-level high-level, only a ray away from the ground-level initial level.
It's just that after refining and absorbing the Guanghan Ice Essence, Xiaoice seems to have eaten a little 'too full', and is not completely able to extract the Cold Ice Spiritual Qi, so that the cold qi is exposed and covered with the sword body.
Approaching Qin Feng's side, Pang Linghui's face changed, he was a mid-stage martial artist with internal strength, and he was strong and strong, but he couldn't bear it when he felt the bone-chilling cold.
I saw Qin Feng holding the sword with his right hand, and a fierce coercion was released, and then, his right hand swung away suddenly.
Brush Brush Brush!
The Grand Cherokee military vehicle immediately turned into pieces of scrap metal!
"This ......" Pang Linghui was shocked, but he didn't make a sound, because a scene that shocked him even more appeared.
I saw Qin Feng make a casual move, and dozens of body steel plates floated in the void.
Then, Qin Feng held the sword in his right hand, and the True Yuan spiritual power poured into it, and a golden horse blossomed out, enveloping the steel plate in the air!
The steel plate is hovering rapidly!
As Qin Feng's right hand trembled, in the air, golden talismans flickered faintly.
Then, looking at the dozens of fast steel plates that slowly stood still in the air, they still lost their original color, and the snow was as white as frost, and suddenly turned into a thin snow flake.
"Condensation!" Qin Feng said lightly.
I saw that the dozens of thin slices that were as fast as frost and snow quickly combined, and suddenly turned into a shirt.
"Gather!" Qin Feng said in a cold voice.
Then I saw the glittering golden talisman in the air fly up, disappear into the snow-white 'clothes', and disappear.
"Come!" Qin Feng beckoned slightly, and a shirt as white as snow and as thin as silk appeared in his hand.
"This, this, this ......" Pang Linghui was completely stunned and speechless.
Not far away, Zhang Aiguo, who glanced at this side from time to time, opened his mouth even more in shock, looking at this mysterious and magical scene.
"Wear it, try it on. Qin Feng said with a smile.