When Qin Long fell, Qin Hu caught Qin Long, he didn't dare to move Qin Long, after putting him on the ground, he put the stone tablet on the ground to guard Qin Long's side, his eyes stared directly at the Hundred Refining Holy Son, the killing intent in his heart made him tremble slightly, if it weren't for Qin Long's sneak attack from others, I'm afraid, he would have already done it at this time!

Qin Hu almost went berserk, but without saying a word, Qiu Tian appeared in front of the Hundred Refining Holy Son covered in scale armor and launched a furious attack!

"What a pure dragon bloodline!" the five young men and women who appeared looked at Qiu Tian covered in scales in surprise, and one of the men with a strong aura was surprised!

"Looking for death!" "The Hundred Refining Holy Son sneered, his body appeared strangely ten zhang away, and he pulled the black giant bow in his hand at Qiu Tian, and an arrow pierced through the void, blasting towards Qiu Tian with a spatial crack! !

"Bang!" A shockwave exploded at the same time with a loud bang, Qiu Tian retreated in the air again and again, and several scales on his black scale armor shattered, but Qiu Tian didn't care at all, and when he was about to attack again, he heard a cold voice sound: "Stop, Qiu Tian!"

Qiu Tian was stunned, he turned his head to look at the rickety old man who had resisted the fatal blow for Qin Long before, with a doubt in his eyes, he looked carefully for a long time, and asked tentatively, "Zen Qingfeng?"

The rickety old man bowed slightly, he looked at Qin Long, who was sitting on the ground, shriveled and pale as paper, with a trace of essence in his eyes, and then, his cloudy eyes looked at the Holy Son of Hundred Refinements, his face was calm, he walked towards the front, but his eyes never left the Holy Son of Hundred Refinements in the slightest! After confirming that the old man in front of him was Zen Qingfeng, Qiu Tian gave up the attack, he knew that since Zen Qingfeng was here, with his spleen surname, he would definitely kill the Holy Son of Hundred Refinements!

"Do you want to kill him?" Zen Qingfeng walked to the ten zhang in front of the Hundred Refining Holy Son and stopped, his words without the slightest emotional fluctuation!

The Hundred Refining Holy Son's face was slightly raised, looking down at the rickety Zen Qingfeng, and after perceiving Zen Qingfeng's cultivation, the Hundred Refining Holy Son sneered: "What is it?", although Zen Qingfeng resisted one of his arrows, but that arrow was not his strongest attack, he was sure that he would completely wipe out Zen Qingfeng in ten breaths! This is not that the Hundred Refining Holy Son is arrogant, but that the breath of Zen Qingfeng at this time is extremely weak, coupled with the strength of the Epiphany Realm, it really does not give the Hundred Refining Holy Son much of a sense of crisis!

"Then, you damn it!" Zen Qingfeng's words exploded abruptly, and his right hand reached out like lightning, turning into a jet-black demon hand and grabbing the neck of the Hundred Refining Holy Son!

The Hundred Refining Holy Son sneered, he teleported backwards and pulled the black bow directly, but at this moment, his body stiffened violently, he looked down in horror at the giant hand that was holding his neck, glowing with rolling demonic energy, and then looked up at Zen Qingfeng who appeared in front of him at some point, his eyes flashed sharply, and he instantly pulled the black bow in his hand!

"Gaba!!" A sound of bones cracking sounded in the ears of the Hundred Refining Holy Son, his face turned red, and the black bow in his hand had been pulled to full by him, and it was instantly released, forming a sharp arrow that bombarded Zen Qingfeng's abdomen, but to the horror of the Hundred Refining Holy Son, after this arrow was submerged in Zen Qingfeng's body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement!!

"How is it possible!" The Holy Son of Hundred Refining was shocked, his mind was like electricity, and he instantly put the black bow into the savings ring, and a thunderous sound erupted in his body, and his hands directly clasped Zen Qingfeng's neck, and forcibly slammed a knee to Zen Qingfeng's chest! Unlike other Hundred Refining Clansmen, the Hundred Refining Holy Son can not only make the bow supernatural, but also extremely powerful, this blow actually shattered the space, forming a storm that fiercely bombarded Zen Qingfeng.

But at this moment, Zen Qingfeng's body suddenly took a step back, grabbed the right hand of the Hundred Refining Holy Son's neck and lifted it back violently, and forcibly pressed the Hundred Refining Holy Son down!

"Bang bang!" A shock wave spread ferociously with a loud noise, the Hundred Refining Holy Son was lying on the ground, and the animal skin all over his body became ragged, just when the Hundred Refining Holy Son's qi and blood were boiling, and the muscles of his body were condensed into a meat shield, Zen Qingfeng's right hand was violently lifted into the air, and he suddenly shouted: "Zen Demon Strike!!" Before Zen Qingfeng's words landed, his right fist actually burst out of the rolling demonic qi, which was different from before, a strange pattern was formed in this demonic qi, and a punch seemed to contain the power of ten thousand jun, and at the moment when the Hundred Refining Holy Son wanted to teleport away, it bombarded the chest of the Hundred Refining Holy Son!

"Boom!!" A loud bang exploded, and the ground below the Hundred Refining Holy Son lying on the ground instantly sunken, and huge black cracks appeared on the ground like cracks, and the ribs of the Hundred Refining Holy Son's chest were all broken, and the entire chest was dented!

"Poof!" The Hundred Refining Holy Son spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking at Zen Qingfeng with a frightened expression, to his disbelief, the aura exuded by the rickety old man in front of him was not strong, but his attack was not only terrifying, but also extremely domineering, making it difficult for him to resist, just when he was surprised, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he teleported away in fear, but at this moment, Zen Qingfeng's punch fell fiercely again!

"Bang bang bang!" The entire earth shook and fluctuated with a loud bang, and Zen Qingfeng's attack fell on the chest of the Hundred Refining Holy Son like a storm, and the supreme power contained in each punch made the Hundred Refining Holy Son have no room to resist!

"Stop!" The young man who was famous among the five young men and women suddenly snorted coldly! They also thought that Zen Qingfeng was invincible to the Hundred Refining Holy Son, but how did they know that the power of Zen Qingfeng's sudden burst was so powerful, and if it went on like this, I was afraid that the Hundred Refining Holy Son would be severely damaged by Zen Qingfeng if he didn't die, and the bone people who were watching around looked at the thin Zen Qingfeng in shock, and they were dumbfounded and speechless!

"Boom!" Zen Qingfeng ignored the young man's words, his eyes stared at the Hundred Refining Holy Son, and a punch fell, the Hundred Refining Holy Son's chest exploded, blood and flesh splashed, and the white bones were faintly visible!

"Looking for death!" The young man saw that Zen Qingfeng did not stop, he snorted coldly, and a huge sword full of ancient lines suddenly appeared, slashing at Zen Qingfeng in the air!

"Get out!!" Zen Qingfeng turned his head violently and roared, his words were like a rooster breaking dawn, forming a sound wave that spread, and Zen Qingfeng's thin body suddenly erupted into endless mist, forming a huge clutch that directly bombarded the quaint giant sword in the sky!!

"Bang bang bang!" The sky above resounded again and again, and the Zen Qingfeng below did not stop bombarding the Hundred Refining Holy Son, he fell again with a punch, and instantly blasted the chest of the Hundred Refining Holy Son out of a bloody hole, the young man didn't expect Zen Qingfeng to be able to resist him with a sword, his eyes were slightly condensed, holding the giant sword in both hands, drawing an arc trajectory in the air, and shouted: "The sword moves the world", accompanied by the young man's words, the lines on the ancient giant sword in his hand suddenly bloomed, forming a hundred zhang sword blade, fiercely slashed!

"Don't worry, he's dead, it's your turn!" Zen Qingfeng's fierce punch seemed to contain the power of a fierce beast, blasting the head of the Hundred Refining Holy Son directly into the ground, he said coldly while bombarding!

"Boom!" The ancient giant sword slashed down, splitting the demonic energy emitted by Zen Qingfeng into two, and the blade containing powerful power blasted to the top of Zen Qingfeng's head like Mount Tai, and at the moment when the giant sword fell, Zen Qingfeng's right hand was raised violently, and he grabbed the blade of the giant sword with one hand!

"Huh!" A piercing sound of gold and iron intersected exploded, this sword seemed to bombard the Xuantie, and even burst out with sparks, in the barren mountain, Zen Qingfeng absorbed the blood of countless strong people, after the battle with the Thunder Punishment Holy Son, he absorbed all the power contained in the blood of the barren mountain, although he looked old at this time, but ** extremely strong, which is why the Hundred Refining Holy Son was like an ordinary person in front of him, unable to resist!

But this young man's blow was also extremely powerful, a sword forcibly broke through the defense of Zen Qingfeng's right hand, slashed on the bones of Zen Qingfeng, and actually split Zen Qingfeng's palm into two, Zen Qingfeng, who was cut off from his palm, slowly stood up, he looked down at only half of his palm, and slowly raised his head, and said hoarsely: "Very good!"

Suddenly, Zen Qingfeng's hands were opened, and the palm of his right hand, which was cut off in half, was rapidly healed, only to hear Zen Qingfeng's low roar: "I am a Zen demon!!", the rolling demonic energy surged out from Zen Qingfeng's rickety body, and suddenly, between heaven and earth, the ghost cried wolf, as if there were ten thousand ghosts howling, Zen Qingfeng's eyes became black, and an ancient "Zen" word condensed by mist appeared in his eyebrows! The Zen breeze that seemed to be rickety before, at this moment, is like the immortal demon venerable, majestic and proud.

Just as Zen Qingfeng launched an attack on this young man, the woman in white slowly appeared beside Qin Long, her clear autumn eyes looked at Qin Long, her eyes were suspicious, but her face was as cold as frost, she glanced at Qin Hu who was full of vigilance, her lips opened lightly, and said, "What is his name?"

Qin Hu held the stone tablet in both hands, staring at the woman in white like a great enemy, the young man who was preaching was fighting with Zen Qingfeng, and the woman in white appeared with the young man, which made Qin Hu regard the woman in white as an enemy, and Qin Hu couldn't speak at all, let out a few low roars, and protected Qin Long in front of him!

Seeing this, the woman in white frowned slightly, and said, "If I want to kill him, you can't stop it!"

Qin Hu turned a deaf ear, still staring at the woman in white, not letting her get close to Qin Long in the slightest, the woman in white saw this, and muttered for a moment, her body appeared on Qin Long's left side, staring at Qin Long's face, the look of contemplation in her eyes, after a long time, the woman in white's eyes fell on Qin Long's hair, her eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly picked up the jade bottle hanging on her neck, took out a small handful of purple hair from it, and stared at Qin Long again, her eyes were confused!

"Is this your hair? Do we know each other? Why... I don't remember?"

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