Chapter 958

In the field, except for the broken limbs and bones on the ground and the blood soaked everywhere, except Pang Jie, all the others were killed by Qin Feng's ten thousand sword formula at the moment. The scene was terrible. The smell of blood in the air was very pungent and shivering all over. Pang Jie went back at the moment.

In addition to the shock in his heart, all that remained was fear. Anyway, Pang Jie didn't expect that the result would be like this. Anyway, Pang Jie didn't expect that Qin Feng could still break out such a strong fighting force even when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up. He killed fiercely, which made him cold and pale.

"This, this, how is this possible? How is it possible?" for a moment, Pang Jie murmured to himself at this time. The whole person trembled. A fear had already risen in the depths of his heart. The source of that fear was naturally Qin Feng.

He pangjie has faced many powerful enemies and fought with many powerful opponents, but no opponent can break out such frightening lethality as Qin Feng, even when he is seriously injured. Pangjie can't calm down at this time.

Shivering all over, it can be seen that at this moment, Pang Jie's heart is more afraid and frightened.

A pair of eyes stared at the boss, and the eyes seemed to protrude from the eyes. Looking at Qin Feng's expression was like looking at a peerless monster.

"Your people are dead, now it's your turn!" sneered. Qin Feng staggered towards Pang Jie with his tired body. Although he was seriously injured and inconvenient to move, Qin Feng has cultivated to the extent that he can kill strong enemies with his own will. Therefore, he can easily crush Pang Jie without moving.

"You, are you a human or a monster?" in the face of Qin Feng coming step by step, Pang Jie kept retreating, and his wrist clenched the sword trembled at this time. The sword in his hand didn't listen to the command, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Qin Feng pressed step by step. Pang Jie retreated and wanted to keep a certain distance from Qin Feng. Now, Pang Jie regretted that if he had known this would be the result, he would not have come back with people to die even if Qin Feng had been seriously injured.

Funny. He thought Qin Feng was badly hurt and could easily fight with his strength, so he reached an agreement with Huo Qilin, found the heart of the volcano, and then stepped into the top of martial arts. Now it seems that he thinks a little too much, which is unrealistic.

"Why? Are you surprised? Regret? Scared?" Qin Feng saw these things from Pang Jie's heart at a glance. Even though the other party tried to hide them, Qin Feng still saw them at a glance. With a sneer, Qin Feng added, "I'm not a person who likes to kill, and I don't want to kill, but as long as someone moves his heart to kill me and thinks of killing me, someone in Qin will fight his opponent and kill him. You're not the first and won't be the last. What last words do you have? Maybe I'm in a good mood and can help you achieve it!"

Clenching his teeth, pangjie shivered all over and clenched his fists. Because of excessive fear, there was a surge of anger in his heart. Pangjie gnashed his teeth and said, "Qin Feng, I don't believe it. I don't believe you can have the strength to kill me when you're at this point. Since you said these words, you must not want to let me go. So, fight!"

"Flaming Jue!" he gave a violent drink in his mouth and blurted out three words. Pang Jie's hands quickly interrupted. Red streamers flowed back and forth from his fingers. His hands suddenly pushed. Pang Jie's whole body derived one red fire group after another out of thin air.

The sound of flames devouring the air made a sound. The hissing sound in the air, together with the wisps of white smoke, looked a little chic. Hundreds of fireballs were burning. Each fireball seemed to come from the judgment of God in the sky. The already dry ground was even drier at this time.

The crack like the turtle's back spread rapidly, and hundreds of fireballs seemed to have eyes. They rushed towards Qin Feng. Then, pangjie's body flashed down and disappeared in place.

If people who don't know see this scene, they must think that the other party has disappeared in an instant!

It can be seen that Pang Jie still has some strength, but it doesn't make the slightest waves in Qin Feng's heart. Qin Feng's eyes are as quiet as water, and the slightest waves haven't appeared. There is a dead silence in Gu Jing's eyes, and the expression on his face is even more indifferent. He can't see what Qin Feng feels at this time!

"Brother Qin, be careful!" Yuan Jie couldn't help but remind him. Although they have seen Qin Feng's power, after all, Qin Feng is seriously injured. Yuan Jie is naturally a little worried.

And Pang Jie is not the first level of heaven and man, but the level of the middle level of heaven and man. Qin Feng's current state can easily kill the experts of the first level of heaven and man, but he may not be able to easily deal with the strong ones of the middle level of heaven and man.

When Yuan Jie said something to remind him, I don't know when Pang Jie had appeared behind Qin Feng at this time. The sword in his hand roared fiercely and cut down hard at the back of Qin Feng's head. At the same time, hundreds of fireballs emitted terrible high temperatures and surrounded Qin Feng.

It seems that the next second will rush up and swallow Qin Feng's whole person.

Now, Qin Feng's situation can be described as a two-sided attack. It seems that the situation is extremely dangerous to outsiders. However, Qin Feng doesn't seem to be aware of his situation, or Qin Feng doesn't panic at all. It's commonplace!

"Hum!" with a cold hum, the slightly narrowed sword eyes suddenly opened, and the cold light in their eyes flickered. Hundreds of fireballs were chopped up at this time when they were less than three meters away from Qin Feng. It was like hundreds of sword shadows that were too small to be seen by the naked eye. At this time, they came out of the air and destroyed the opponent's offensive killing moves with an extremely fierce attitude. Then, Qin Feng didn't look back, but he spontaneously derived an illusory white sword shadow behind him.

The sword in Pang Jie's hand was blocked by the illusory sword when it was still a foot away from Qin Feng. When the sound of, the violent collision set off a wild wave, and the collision between the virtual and the real gave rise to a afterwave. Although it was the shadow of the illusory sword, it was more like the collision of two substantive swords. Under the collision of this great force, Pang Jie only felt a pain in his wrist, The sword in his hand almost fell out on the ground.

He retreated with miso, but the unreal sword was like an eye, and he stabbed pangjie fiercely. Throughout the whole process, Qin Feng stood so quietly and didn't move, and didn't bring back his head.

It was more like Qin Feng's eyes could see what was happening behind him.

"Damn! How could it be so strong?" he exclaimed. Pang Jie now had no time to wonder and think, because the incoming sword was about to stab him again. In a hurry, Pang Jie held the sword in both hands and stepped forward, and another crisp sound of steel came into his ears.

"Miso! Miso!" Pang Jie retreated again and again for more than ten steps to stabilize his body.

Pang Jie's heart beat faster at this time. Now he has changed his view of Qin Feng. At the same time, he is more and more difficult to accept. He didn't expect that Qin Feng in serious injury state is not something he can deal with. This huge gap and this cruel reality make it difficult for him to accept.

If some Kendo masters see this scene, they will be shocked, because Qin Feng has reached the level of mind controlling the sword and killing strong enemies. Generally speaking, this can be achieved only by cultivating the sword mind to a very high level and strengthening his will to a very strong level.

Obviously, Qin Feng has done it.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" panted violently. Pang Jie was going crazy. After saying the same sentence again and again, Pang Jie rushed to Qin Feng again with a sword. He didn't believe it, and he couldn't accept the fact.

But the fact is the fact and cannot be changed. Qin Feng's strength is not what he can compare and resist now!

"Flame storm!" when Pang Jie was still a few meters away from Qin Feng, he threw his sword fiercely. His sword was like an empty sharp arrow. With a whoosh, he stabbed straight at Qin Feng's back. After that, Pang Jie only heard a loud drink, and his whole body was overturned and shrouded by a layer of red flame.

The whole body is burning, and even the eyes are burning. It looks very scary.

As soon as the three words came out, Pang Jie suddenly pressed his hands on the ground. Suddenly, the explosion sound like a shock wave sounded one after another. One after another red light beam came out of thin air from the ground and went straight into the sky. Each red light beam was the condensation and integration of flames. The explosion sound like a heavy thunder was turbulent to the ears and Weng sounded.

On the ground, the dust is flying and the smoke of gunpowder is diffuse. The already riddled earth is even more unbearable and powerless at this time!

The flame beam rising one after another seemed to blow Qin Feng to the sky. The powerful impact and explosive force were enough to frighten most people.

"I don't believe it, you can still be safe this time!" with a grimace, more and more red flame beams, glancing at it roughly, almost occupied the land. Each red beam lifted an extremely hot wind and waves, countless wind and waves whirled wildly, and the sand, soil and dust on the ground swayed with the wind.

Countless winds and waves seemed to gather and close rapidly under the guidance of a force, and finally turned into a raging storm, like an enlarged version of the dust roll wind. In addition to the suffocating heat, there was also an irresistible suction force.

Even if it is tens of meters away, this suction force still affects Yuanjie and them.

One couldn't help it. Xiaoling was immediately driven by the suction force. The whole person was driven by the storm. Seeing the situation, Yuanjie hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Xiaoling, "hold on to my hand, don't let go!"

While talking, Yuan Jie fiercely inserted his sword into the ground under his feet, holding the sword handle tightly in one hand and Xiaoling tightly in the other hand. At this time, Bai Lian also inserted his sword into the ground with both hands, holding the sword handle tightly in both hands, and the whole person squatted on the ground to resist the storm of suction turbulence.

Pang Jie still has great confidence in the flame storm. The flame storm is the treasure of the Pang family. It is a sky level war skill and contains two attributes, wind and fire.

He can not only have the hurricane like rampant attack, but also have the flame like erosion and burning of all things. Although he did not practice the flame storm to perfection, even if he only achieved Dacheng, it was enough to make him proud of most of his peers.

Once, he fought more than a dozen strong enemies with the power of the flame storm, and finally won. So far, he became famous in the whole city of an and became a respected figure in the hearts of all people in the city of an. Then in the city of an, he also has a name. There is the son of the storm.

So when Pang Jie showed the flame storm, the lost confidence in his heart came back in this moment.

"How's it going? Qin Feng, am I okay with the taste of the flame storm?" he sneered at Qin Feng's back, and the ferocious color on Pang Jie's face became more and more wanton. At this time, the raging storm was still stirring everywhere, and the hot flame waves even raised mushroom clouds one after another.

The sand and dust in the field are raging, the dust is flying, the flame is eroding, and the storm is raging. Qin Feng is like being on the cusp of the wind and waves at the moment, and it is more like standing alone on the beach reef and flying towards the sea wolf.

Although it seems that Qin Feng's situation is not good, it is very dangerous. But he was still standing there with his back to Pang Jie. His whole body was motionless, as firm as a rock and indestructible. Compared with Yuan Jie Xiaoling, who struggled to resist this suction, Qin Feng was like a person who had nothing to do.

But now Pang Jie is still in high spirits. Subconsciously, he thinks that once the flame storm is used, all the enemies in front of him will be eroded and killed by the storm, so he doesn't see anything from the details.

"What a strong wind!" finally, Qin Feng turned around slowly at this time. His face was filled with a sneer of contempt from beginning to end. The slightly raised corners of his mouth looked as if he didn't pay attention to this attack.