He shattered the clones and knocked back the master of the clones.

He also took advantage of the other's escape and entered the temple, but he didn't find the trace of this person.

Judging from the traces on the opponent's face, it was clearly caused by the power controlled by one's own battle mark of wind. The battle mark of wind contained a sharp aura, which was naturally difficult to remove.

This is similar to what I had guessed at the beginning. The opponent is obviously not one person, but a combination of multiple people.

And, judging from the location where they appeared, they obviously chose a different channel from him, so the speed to get here was relatively slow.

"Unexpectedly... it's amazing that someone could rush to this place before us!"

Finally, one of the five opponents slowly spoke.

This person, with a dignified face, full of blood on his body, carrying a huge black long axe, standing there, majestic and majestic, like a **** of war.

That body is extraordinary, strong to the extreme, with a full appearance of three meters, the muscles all over the body are bulging, like the blue veins entangled by a dragon and python, and it is bulging high, giving people a powerful breath.

Accompanied by his words, a muffled thunderous voice was continuously transmitted. If the strength is relatively weak, I am afraid that the voice will be shocked and disturbed.

"Huh...you don't seem to be slow!"

The fair-haired young man never wanted to suffer from Qin Feng, let alone someone else, and said coldly.

"This place, let it out, I don't need to care about what you get, but if you want to die, then I don't mind killing you completely!"

The burly young man stared at the blond young man and said coldly.

Among the three of Qin Feng and his party, he cared most about this blond young man. That Ying Jiu was a powerhouse with half-step abilities, and his realm was comparable, but he was sure to defeat the opponent, Qin Feng seemed unremarkable. So, he would not care too much.

Only this blond young man made him extremely jealous, and it is precisely for this reason that he has been slow to make a move.

"We also have a copy of this place!"

Looking at the burly man, the blond young man said with a sneer.

"Boy, don't be too proud and confident. Just rely on the three of you to fight against King Shura! This King Shura is the second strongest among the nine king-level disciples, second only to the strongest. The Nine Fingers of Sagong among the kings, robbing King Shura, are really brazen enough."

Standing opposite, the man with scars on his face sneered.

Judging from the tone of this man, among the five people, they are clearly looking forward to this burly man.

"King Shura?"

For this name, the blond young man seemed a little weird, but when he saw the other's expression, he became even more weird. From the blond young's expression, the other party seemed to have no impression of this King Shura at all.

Even Qin Feng himself knew some information about King Shura. The opponent was a king-level disciple of the world, whose strength, combat power and defense power were among the best among king-level disciples.

How could this blond young man not know?

"I know you... you are Qin Feng! A monster like a monster. I have paid attention to you in your battles. It is very good, but not strong enough. Compared with this king, you are far behind!"