An extremely skillful hand waved, and the Spirit Breaking Sword Palm quickly streaked across the sky, splitting out a gigantic purple colored divine whip from between his brows.

"Bang!"

"Pa Pa Pa …"

The moment the long whip wrapped around the black smoke demon sword, the Spirit Breaking Sword Palm smashed onto the Demonic Cultivator's body.

"Puchi!"

On the head of the latter, there was a look of bewilderment and fear. It was evident that he couldn't believe that Qin Feng could actually kill him under the combined might of the two of them.

"What?!"

Martial arts battle.

Once his aura became weaker, it would inevitably affect his ability to display his strength. As his cowardice grew, the movements in his hands became extremely slow.

"Boom!"

Although the actions of the skinny Demonic Cultivator had only slightly changed, in a fight between experts, the slightest mistake could cause a huge change. Qin Feng had even grasped this point in an instant.

The Spirit Breaking Sword Palm fiercely drew out three palm prints, forming three attack paths. In an instant, it welcomed the attack, and the purple light divine whip ruthlessly smashed the sarcophagus that her opponent was tightly grabbing onto.

A ruthless shout sounded out.

He looked at Qin Feng in disbelief. He couldn't believe that this fellow before him was just a sixth level True Spirit Realm junior.

"Puchi!"

Following a sharp pain between his eyebrows, Qin Feng's palm print, which was shot out from the Spirit Breaking Sword Palm, had already sunk into the center of the mark.

All of the energy instantly began to crumble.

The mouth of the skinny Demonic Cultivator roared with all his might, and the veins on his body were exposed.

Qin Feng declined to comment. With a wave of his hand, he severed the last of the young man's life force.

With a flash of true qi, he retrieved a few bags from these people and placed them on his body.

From beginning to end, the Predatory Cat had always been lying on Qin Feng's shoulder. No one knew how it was done, but its lazy look made Qin Feng feel quite displeased.

"Meow ~ Meow!"

Qin Feng believed in the sensitivity of Predatory Cat.

Very quickly, Qin Feng thought of the words the withered Demonic Cultivator had said before he died:

"Audience Hall Master? Could it be that the person who has come is him? "

"Meow."

The Predatory Cat cried out again.

"Are you saying that my chances of winning aren't high?"

Qin Feng acknowledged the words of the Predatory Cat. He had already experienced the other party's perception.

Not long after Qin Feng left, a violent tearing sound could be heard in the air. The next moment, a black figure rushed over like a ghost, bringing with it a monstrous demonic aura.