Chapter 462 - Rebirth

On this day!

"Rumble …"

The sand flew wildly in the sky.

In the sky, huge wind-blowing began to hover. The strong devouring aura they produced was like huge yellow dragons, stirring up sand and causing it to fly up rapidly.

Wherever they went, they were forcefully blown into a layer of dust. Under the dust, everything was abnormally smooth, as if a sword was cutting through them.

"The Storm of Dragons!"

Looking at the scene before him, Qin Feng howled in a low voice.

Storm, this was the most common situation in the desert, but storms were also different types. Some didn't have much killing power, and if one's luck wasn't bad, even if one was caught in it, it wouldn't cause much damage.

However, there was still a storm that had a frightening destructive power. It was even one of the most terrifying powers within the death desert.

This storm was known as the The Storm of Dragons, and was shaped like a huge dragon. When it was swept up by the wind, even if it had an diamond body, it would still be torn to shreds.

This was because the The Storm of Dragons was a group formed by many storms, and the scope of its destruction was also shockingly large.

"Rumble …"

An enormous tempest completely appeared.

The windstorm rose up into the sky and then rolled down toward the ground. It was like a huge yellow dragon, crazily dancing about.

Even though he was still quite a distance away from his opponent, Qin Feng could still feel the immense pressure that was crus.h.i.+ng down onto him mercilessly.

Even now, after Qin Feng's fleshly body underwent a round of tempering, he was still not confident that he could withstand it.

His eyes were s.h.i.+ning with a strong light.

An incredible feeling appeared in his heart.

"The ancient martial cultivation, with perception of the world as its foundation, created a martial skill. This The Storm of Dragons contains an endless amount of destructive power, continuous and majestic. If it were merged into a sword art …"

As he talked to himself, Qin Feng's expression also became serious …

Four days later!

Inside the death desert!

"Clang!"

The long sword flashed.

It set off a berserk wave.

This sword technique was not the Thunderbolt Sword Technique, but a completely new type of sword technique. Vaguely, one could see a concept of sand filling the sky within this sword technique.

"Boom …"

The fierce sword technique moved again.

Suddenly, the sword qi spread out and filled the entire area within a thousand meter radius. The sword qi condensed into a small dot. It looked small, but it was sharp enough to pierce the bones.

The scope of the coverage was way beyond the Thunderbolt Sword Technique.

"Boom!"

As the Sword Aura spread out, a violent explosion sounded out. In front of Qin Feng, a pit with a diameter of a thousand meters had formed.

"Phew … Phew … Phew …" This sword technique is truly not simple! "

Qin Feng gasped for breath as a look of exhaustion appeared on his face.

Ever since he observed the form of the The Storm of Dragons, the idea of creating a sword art appeared in Qin Feng's mind.

Thunderbolt Sword Technique. Although this sword technique was powerful, it was unitary and powerful, its attack power was terrifying, but the range of its attack was relatively small, and it was not suitable for large scale attacks.

After seeing the The Storm of Dragons, Qin Feng had a new idea in his mind. He wanted to create a sword technique that could cover a large area of himself.

Staring at the thousand-meter-wide crater, Qin Feng indifferently spoke.

Such a terrifying attack power, yet Qin Feng still denied it. If this matter was discovered by others, it would be hard to imagine how fascinating the expression on his face would be.