Chapter 1051

Compared with the shock in Sikong Jiuzhi's heart, Qin Feng's heart is a burst of surprise.

The strength of the battle mark of the wind was beyond his imagination. Facing the same sharp wind force, it could be broken by force, even without consuming much power.

"Looking for death!"

Facing the consternation of Sikong Jiuzhi, Qin Feng doesn't give him a chance to breathe. With his hands flying, the wind and thunder blade turns into an indescribable streamer, and in an instant he blows at the other party's mietian finger

"Hiss"

the Qin style has even condensed a battle mark?

There, the runes are like sapphire, with a breath of wind. Between the upstream and downstream, there are clear lines of sharpness. This breath and such destructive power also make Sikong Jiuzhi think of a peak of the understanding of the power of wind -- the battle mark!

"The battle mark of the wind? It's impossible! "

Suddenly, the nine fingers of Sikong saw the wonderful Rune behind Qin Feng, and his eyes suddenly widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"Is this? No It's impossible! "

It seems that there is a peerless God blade to come into the world!

The appearance of a handle less blade even makes the surrounding space sound and cracks.

At the moment, Sikong nine fingers, completely with a look of consternation, as if to see the ghost general Qin Feng, completely did not expect, the other party will send out such an amazing breath.

Even such a proud guy can show such an expression, let alone Sikong Jiuzhi.

Even the young man with golden hair has always been arrogant, and is only slightly shocked by the Qin wind. However, now, when he saw the wind and thunder blade, his face finally began to change suddenly.

With the emergence of the scalpel, the whole space seems to be shocked. The powerful explosive force that can't be covered up is cathartic to the extreme at this moment.

"HISHI, HISHI..."

The blade twinkles, with piercing cold awns, and blue awns flowing constantly among them, just like a dragon and a snake.

With the movement of his mind, his palms are flying, and there is a handle less blade in the palm!

"At this time, although he is still not sure that he can defeat this Sikong Jiuzhi, he will never be as embarrassed as last time, and even has no resistance when he is beaten.

Qin Feng's mouth slightly a burst of cold hum.

"Hum"

at this time, it can be said that this is a full hand, the strength of the Dragon Python condenses, and the pan dragon looms, as if this is not a finger, but an earth breaking pillar.

He has nine fingertips, each of which can frighten ten sides and the sky.

Sikong Jiuzhi is very confident about his own one.

"This finger is enough to tear the sky, and it contains a wisp of golden artistic conception. Even the strong ones in the same level dare not fight with me, let alone you

"Mietian Zhi!"

A finger with golden stripes suddenly tore the sky and moved quickly:

facing the broken spirit sword palm, Sikong Jiuzhi was completely enraged and roared, just like the roar of a God.

But also in this Qin Feng and that Si Kong nine finger battle moment.

Far away, behind them, two frenzied and shrill roars suddenly passed out, and then, two crazy waves, like a demon dragon waking up, rushed out fiercely.

The place they attacked was clearly the location of Qin Feng