Chapter 950 - Face smacking

"Clang …" The Soundless Blade! "

Feeling the powerful energy released by the Young Master True Dragon behind him, Qin Feng's expression changed slightly. The Gold Battle Sword quickly made its move, and it instantly scattered outwards.

A huge stream of sword Qi formed a fan-like pattern as it quickly surrounded and protected them. Then, it suddenly shot out towards those vicious beasts.

The True Dragon roared sinisterly. Its dragon claw swiped at Qin Feng's sword Qi.

The two powerful forces quickly reached a stalemate.

The Xiao Long w.a.n.g Jia Village was rumored to have the bloodline of a dragon.

Qin Feng snorted in disdain.

As he possessed the dragon's aura and trained in the Primordial True Dragon Technique, he was naturally extremely sensitive to the dragon's bloodline.

The blood of the Xiao Long w.a.n.g Jia Village's disciples indeed carried a trace of the aura of a dragon, but it was incomparably complicated. It was obvious that the blood of the dragon was not related to this.

However, the corrosive effect caused Qin Feng to furrow his brows.

He waved his palm.

A majestic Qi moved.

The energy swallowed and spat out. In an instant, it transformed into a peerless golden palm that violently slammed downwards in the empty s.p.a.ce.

"Roar!"

This slap contained boundless killing intent, and the power of nine draconic scales quickly shot out.

Peng peng peng!

Just now, during that exchange, he could clearly feel that Qin Feng's true energy contained a vast and majestic aura. This kind of majesty caused his true energy to begin to tremble and become irritable, as if the inferior felt the existence of someone at a higher level.

"What's going on?"

swish *

At this moment, Qin Feng didn't want to continue battling. The qi and blood within his body seethed with increasing intensity. The more Qin Feng fought, the greater the damage he would cause to his body.

The s.h.i.+ning was revolved to the extreme and the afterimage behind his back continuously waved the greatsword in his hand, suppressing the other disciples. Qin Feng himself took advantage of the moment of suppression to quickly appear …

"d.a.m.n it!"

So many people, so many strong people, and there was even no lack of king-level, yet a True Spirit Realm disciple was able to escape.

This was simply slapping him in the face, slapping him in the face.

Everything within a radius of ten miles appeared in Qin Feng's line of sight.

Qin Feng's silhouette flickered unceasingly with the help of the parallel forces. Although the experts behind him were still in pursuit, they were unable to keep up with Qin Feng's footsteps.

Finally, after running for several hundred kilometers, Qin Feng stopped in front of an ancient mountain range.

This ancient mountain range was completely surrounded by dense clouds and cold winds. However, the location was relatively hidden and the surrounding mountains and forests were everywhere. It was quite difficult to find a person in this mountain range.