Chapter Forty-Eight: Killing the Quartet! Lin Feng is gone!

"You've hidden your strength!"

After coming into contact with Qin Changgeng's fist, a stream of pure innate qi directly destroyed Liu Ming's arm.

Liu Mingwei screamed and hurriedly retreated.

"Demi-Saint!" Lin Feng was also dumbfounded, and couldn't help but shout.

Just now, Qin Changgeng clearly used the innate qi, which was several times more powerful than the aura, so that he could burst Liu Ming's arm in an instant.

Qin Changgeng didn't say a word, and after repelling Liu Ming, he immediately killed the seriously injured one-and-a-half saint.

Previously, he deliberately revealed Zhan Zun's cultivation, which was to make Liu Ming underestimate the enemy.

He expected that Liu Ming would not go all out against himself in order to obtain the inheritance.

After repelling Ouyang Bo, when Liu Ming attacked, he immediately consumed a thousand qi luck and increased it to one and a half saints.

Drawing on the experience of the last time, Qin Changgeng let the system hide all the visions this time, and broke through silently.

This is a move that seriously injured Liu Ming.

Seeing Qin Changgeng come over, the face of the half-saint turned even paler, and there was fear in his eyes.

scolded Chu Yun in his heart for not being a thing, and he didn't talk about martial arts to engage in sneak attacks.

When he was in a hurry, he could only use the innate qi of his body to block it desperately.

But after all, he was injured, and his reaction was a little slower.

Qin Changgeng slammed his fist into the chest of the half-saint, and the innate qi swallowed out, bursting the heart of the half-saint.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and without the obstruction of the half-saint, Qin Changgeng slaughtered all directions.

No one could stop him.

After a while, the large array was already full of corpses.

The first-turn half-saint was killed by Qin Changgeng, and the second-turn half-saint was also seriously injured, lying on the ground, he was already out of breath and inlet in less.

As for the dozens of Zhanzun powerhouses, they fought the most ferociously, and they were almost killed and injured in the fierce battle.

There were only a few frightened Zhan Sects left, trembling in the corner, looking at Qin Changgeng with a look of deep fear in their eyes.

Although they were already both defeated, Qin Changgeng was able to kill the remaining people with his own strength, which was really terrifying.

If you punch down, you will kill a few, and whoever you change will collapse.

Whether it was from the Yellow Maple Valley or the Golden Eagle Clan, there was a look of despair on their faces.

Especially Lin Feng, holding his collapsed chest, stared at Qin Changgeng intently.

The resentment in his eyes became more and more intense, if it weren't for the fact that he pulled Ouyang Bo over just now to block it, allowing Mo Lao to possess him and improve his strength.

Now I'm afraid I'm too dead to die anymore.

Even so, he is now seriously injured and has lost the ability to escape.

Even Mo Lao fell into a deep sleep because of the excessive consumption of soul power.

Looking at Ouyang Bo, who was staring at him, Qin Changgeng squinted his eyes slightly.

"Lin Feng, you and Ouyang Bo are sworn brothers, of course the two brothers have to go on the road together and die neatly."

Now Lin Feng doesn't have much luck now, he is about the same as an ordinary person, and naturally there will be no more backlash when he kills him.

"Qin Changgeng, I regret it, I regret why I didn't kill you earlier!" Lin Feng knew that Qin Changgeng would never let him go, so he said what was in his heart here.

"Why do you crush me every time I wait for my strength to improve?"

"Why do I always suffer in the face of you?"

He had too many questions to be answered.

Qin Changgeng approached Lin Feng's ear.

"Because you're just a bit of a lucky ......"

Hearing Qin Changgeng's words, Lin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to grasp something.

Before he could think further, he lost consciousness forever.

As Qin Changgeng spoke, he pointed at Lin Feng's forehead, destroying all the vitality in his body.

This Lin Feng, who had been against him from the beginning, was finally dead, and it could be regarded as an end to his past.

This was the first atmospheric transporter that Qin Changgeng had come to this world to kill, and he had a deep understanding of how difficult it was to kill.

As long as the opponent's luck does not weaken, no matter what kind of killing game is designed, it will turn evil into good fortune and even further strength.

The misty luck in the dark is really too important, and it will affect a person's life and death.

Qin Changgeng glanced at Lin Feng's ring, he could feel a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, it must be Lin Feng's old grandfather.

But now is not the time to study, there are still a few people left to deal with.

"Hey, I didn't expect the old man to hurry up, but he was still a step late!"

An old sigh echoed throughout Qin City, as if it was not ringing in the ears but into the soul.

Such a powerful spiritual power shocked countless people, and Qin Changgeng also suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

I saw a vague figure in the sky, exuding a faint fluctuation.

This fluctuation is imperceptible and merges with heaven and earth.

looked far away, but in a few breaths, it had already appeared in the sky of the Qin Mansion.

I got closer to see the person's appearance.

This is an old man in a green robe, with a vicissitudes of life, but his hair is black and bright.

He floated in mid-air, standing with his hands in his hands, as if he was about to ride the wind back in the next moment.

This person was obviously close to him, but he didn't feel there, and his breath was ethereal.

The old man's deep black eyes reflected the entire Qin Mansion, and there was some surprise in his tone.

"Oh, Zi Xiaoyang is trapped in the dragon formation, but I haven't seen it for a long time."

"If the complete Zi Xiaoyang Trapped Dragon Formation is complete, it will be able to stop the old man for a while, but when the old man comes, there is no need to exist."

He waved his big hand, and a condensed innate qi crossed the void and landed on the top of the great array.

The translucent light mask that shrouded the Qin Mansion was full of spiderweb-like cracks, dissipating into spots of light in everyone's shocked gaze.

With just one blow of his hand, he broke the Zi Xiaoyang Trapped Dragon Formation that could trap the Second Turn and a Half Saint, and the strength of this old man was unfathomable.

Seeing the old man, Liu Ming's eyes lit up, and he dragged his seriously injured body to stand up with difficulty.

"Great Elder, it's this kid who killed many of our disciples in Yellow Maple Valley!"

"Great Elder, you want to avenge our dead disciples!"

Zhao Lei frowned slightly, looking at the dead Huang Fenggu disciples in the big array, he felt a little incredible.

Especially there is a one-and-a-half saint in it, which is his henchman, who is actually dead.

"What's going on?"

There was a bit of suppressed anger in his tone.

Liu Ming had a ghost in his heart, so he didn't dare to look directly into Zhao Lei's eyes, and opened his mouth intermittently.

"It's not Chu Yun, the bastard who killed a thousand knives, actually betrayed the sect, took refuge in the Qin family, and attacked us."

"Those Golden Eagle Clan are not good birds, they have long cooperated with the Qin family and set a trap to harm our Yellow Maple Valley!"

"Great Elder, you have to make decisions for us! Those disciples died too unjustly, they are all the elites of our Yellow Maple Valley! ”

He burst into tears, full of bitter hatred for Chu Yun and the Golden Eagle Clan.