"You want to fight my sword with your fist?"

Seeing that Ming Qi's fists were directly aimed at the slashed blade, Zong Feng showed a mocking look on his face.

Resisting the sword with your fists is purely looking for death, and there is no room for any more.

Ming Qi focused all his attention on Zong Feng in front, and the left and right back doors were wide open, which surprised the three of Zonglong, Qingluan, and Phoenix, but they would not stop because of this at this time, and attack quickly.

The brilliance is splashed, and the divine light spreads.

At this time, even the King of the Xuanbing Demon Spider who was standing in the distance couldn't help but exclaim, he was completely unable to resist this level of attack, but at this time, there was a halo in front of him, and Ming Qi's figure was completely submerged in it, and he couldn't see it clearly at all, the only thing he could see was that except for the shadows of the three of Zonglong Qingluan and Phoenix flying up and down, there was only Zong Feng in front of him whose eyes were like electric lines.

What the hell is going on?

The first thing that was unbelievable was Zong Feng, because he suddenly found that his long sword couldn't be slashed down.

Could it really be the opponent's fist that stopped his long sword?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zong Feng knew that his long sword, which was refined from the Purgatory Volcano, had extraordinary magical power, but at this time, it was actually blocked here, and it was still a pair of fists, how could he believe it?

It's just that even Zong Feng can't see clearly what his opponent is doing, because in front of him, there is also a fog, and he can't see it clearly at all.

"Big brother, strange, where is that person?"

Zong Long swung the big axe twice, and found that he couldn't find the target of the attack at all, and immediately said angrily.

And Qingluan and Phoenix also took a few steps back and stood still after the attack was fruitless, the second daughter was always jealous of Ming Qi's divine fire, and did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, Ming Qi's only feeling was pain.

"I still can't compete with it. ”

Indeed, Ming Qi did not resist the joint attack of the four of them this time.

At this time, he was in the space of the Divine Diagram, his hands looked bloody and blurry, he could no longer distinguish bones and fingers, and there were many wounds on his body.

Hurt, and it's not light.

However, Ming Qi relied on it, and at the moment of being injured, the bloodline of the immortal body had already begun to operate, and the wounds could be repaired quickly.

In a moment, these uncritical wounds will heal.

The divine light dissipated, and the dragon Qingluan and phoenix of the Zongfeng Sect retreated one after another.

Ming Qi had already walked out of the Divine Map space.

"It's really strong. ”

Ming Qi looked at the wounds on his hands that were healing quickly.

"You're going to get hurt too! Hahaha! I thought you weren't bad for King Kong!"

Seeing the scars on Ming Qi's body, Zong Long immediately burst out laughing.

Being able to hurt the other party, this guy immediately felt a sense of superiority, and completely forgot the result of his four people joining forces.

However, Zong Feng was not as happy as his younger brother, because he knew that Ming Qi had never exerted his full strength, and now that he was injured, he would inevitably exert his full strength, and at that time, he was afraid that he might not even be able to gain the upper hand with the blessing of the barbarian divine power.

"You're also strong. ”

After a moment of silence, Zong Feng suddenly spoke, although he was unwilling, but he had to admit it.

"In that case, are you going to exert your full strength?"

As soon as Zong Feng said this, Ming Qi was not surprised, but the other three companions were very surprised. After all, if the body can't withstand the other party's barbaric ancient divine power, it must exert all its strength

"Brother Zongfeng, didn't he exert all his strength?"

Phoenix's eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Brother Zongfeng, is he really strong?"

Zong Feng didn't say anything, just looked at Ming Qi quietly, these words didn't need to be answered at all, they could be seen immediately.

"How is it, do you want to fight?"

Ming Qi asked casually, and after a short period of effort, the wounds on his body had almost healed.

"Boy, what is your origin to have such a powerful healing ability?"

In the divine diagram, the two emperors of ice and fire are not calm at all, although Ming Qi's healing ability is not as good as the true immortal body that has reached the realm of martial saints, but compared to ordinary innate powerhouses, it is almost an existence against the sky.

Hearing the question of the Second Emperor of Ice and Fire, Ming Qi didn't answer, just looked at Zong Feng in front of him.

"Of course we have to fight!" Zong Feng slashed his sword, "There are only the barbarian tribesmen who have been defeated, and there are no barbarian tribesmen who have been intimidated!"

"Good!"

Ming Qi shouted yes, then tapped his hands lightly, and said, "Then let you see my true strength!"

The strange changes in the ten fingers of both hands, in an instant, a bead exuding a sacred red glow emerged, floating beside Ming Qi's body, it was the martial soul that had never been cast, and the blood was exquisite.

"What's that?"

The phoenix looked at the fist-sized red bead in amazement.

The cultivation of the Barbarian Ancient Beast Clan is slightly different from that of ordinary monks, although they will also condense martial souls, but because their comprehension of supernatural powers is relatively slow, it is very difficult to condense martial souls, if any of the Barbarian Clansmen condenses martial souls, it must be a powerful existence.

At the moment, whether it is Zongfeng Zonglong or Qingluan Phoenix, although their strength can compete with the innate sevenfold and eightfold cultivators, they have not reached the level of condensing martial souls.

"Your martial soul is really strange. ”

Zong Feng naturally knew that what Ming Qi summoned at this time must be a martial spirit.

The martial soul is the condensation of the essence of a monk's cultivation, since the other party said that he wanted to exert his full strength, then it was necessary to summon the martial soul to fight. Zong Feng has a lot of experience when he goes out, and he still knows a lot about the monks in the world.

The blood-red blood was quietly suspended beside Ming Qi, looking very inconspicuous, like a bright apple, which made it impossible to connect with the lethal terrifying martial spirit.

Brush Brush Brush!

Zong Feng Zong Long Qingluan Phoenix The four of them once again presented a formation to surround them, among the four people, especially Zong Feng, he still had some expectations for Ming Qi's true strength, he wanted to see how strong Ming Qi, who was the same age as himself.

Seeing a few people surrounding him, Ming Qi's hands moved lightly, and his mind guided the blood exquisitely.

The blood-red beads suddenly flashed with light, and they instantly expanded.

This martial soul of Ming Qi contains countless information and materials, as well as the perception and comprehension of all things in the world of Ming Qi and Ming Qi, which has completely surpassed the limitations of ordinary monk martial souls.

At the moment when the beads swelled, I saw countless sword lights and sword shadows shaking, and the dense blades of the sword stretched out from the blood like a spiked shell, as if countless young shoots broke through the ground.

"Be careful, this time it's me attacking!"

Ming Qi seemed to be deliberately reminding the four people on the other side, and before the bloody attack was launched, he reminded them.