Qin Feng held Nangong Yiren, bowed his head between her neck, and her hair lingered.

Nangong Yiren closed her eyes, long eyelashes trembled, slightly frowning, her face turned pale, looks like a serious injury.

His lips left the neck of the Nangong Yiren

The cut blood healed at an extremely fast speed and disappeared in a flash.

"Yiren, thank you."

Qin Feng looked at the Nangong Yiren who had already turned pale.

"No, don't say thank you to me..."

Although she doesn't know what happened, Nangong Yiren still smiled. Although she was very weak, she still wanted to present her best smile to Qin Feng.

In her opinion, as long as it can help him... It is worthy.

"I, I am so sleepy..."

"Go to sleep, wake up and everything will be fine."

"Ok… Ok…"

In the arms of Qin Feng, Nangong Yiren leaned on the shoulders of Qin Feng, and she calmly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He holds Nangong Yiren in his arms.

Qin Feng stood up.

When he stands up!

Qiu Wentong now watching the seven-star disciples killing in the building, with a smug smile on his face.

As for the Qin Feng in the center of the flame, it seems to him that he is dead and doomed eternally.

After all, that is a Jie Dan-level spell. A mere boy who practices qi will surely die even if he has ability!

The only thing that bothered him was one point.

The Lord of Tian Shu Tong wanted the living that time. Now that boy is dead, it is not easy for him to explain this matter when he goes back.

Just as he was thinking about how to go back and explain to the Lord of the Tong.

Hoo~!

Above this street, there is a strong wind roaring up!

A strong breath emerged from the center of the flame.

Qiu Wentong shocked!

Then the amazing scene happened!

The flames of this whole street, including those burning houses... Including the fire on the Qin Building...

this moment...

All the flames seemed to have been summoned by some force. They all floated up and headed to Qin Feng's position.

Above the building, Qin's employees in panic and those in shock above other high-rise buildings looked at the flames in astonishment.

At the same time, a fierce air billow scattered!

The fire all over Qin Feng was pushed away, and the flames from all around began to gather over him automatically, turning back into the huge fireball before.

"how… How can it be! "

Qiu Wentong looked at Qin Feng, who was holding the Nangong Yiren and stood up again. He watched the huge fireball floating above Qin Feng, and there was an unspeakable horror in his eyes.

"Foundation...?!"

He was shocked to discover that the breath of Qin Feng has already reached the lower foundation.

But the breath of this foundation...

The pressure brought by it is beyond the lower Jiedan!

When Qin Feng stood up, many of the seven-star disciples who had already rushed into the Qin building had already rushed to the second floor to kill.

The next scene totally shocked Qiu Wentong.

Behind Qin Feng, Qin Feng appeared one after another, with a total of 60 or 70 Qin Feng. After the appearance, without further ado, these Qin Feng rushed into the building with their golden cudgel.

The screams of the seven-star disciples began to sound in this building.

"you… How did you...! "

Qiu Wentong saw the seven or eighty Qin Feng who appeared, and his eyes were completely paralyzed!

"What?"

Qin Feng eyes are cold, and there is a killing moment.

"You, should die!"

As soon as it sounds, this huge fireball is headed toward Qiu Wentong.

Return to the original owner!

Seeing the coming fireball, Qiu Wentong was stunned and raised his hands subconsciously, and the spirit reverberated, blocking the huge fireball in the air.

"burst!"

Qin Feng looks calm and said.

boom!

The huge fireball burst suddenly and the endless flames covered the whole area.

The fireball burst and before Qiu Wentong could respond...

The next moment, he only felt a huge force coming from his chin, under which the whole body flew to the sky.

Qiu Wentong, who was. .h.i.t by a punch, just reacted from the horror and was about to stabilize his body.

In the flame, a huge ancient gold iron rod, bursting directly through the flame at a very fast speed!

boom!

The end of the stick slammed into Qiu Wentong's chest. The golden cudgel was still rising, and with Qiu Wentong, it soared into the sky for 1,000 meters.

"this is…"

Under a collision, Qiu Wentong spits out blood, watching this huge iron rod, and fell into complete horror.

However... It is far from over!

Among the flames, Qin Feng put Nangong Yiren on his back instead of putting her in his arms. He was stepping on the huge stick and ran up vertically.

The speed is fast, for Qiu Wentong, it's just a blink of eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Qin Feng's cold eyes had fallen into his eyes, and he punched directly at Qiu Wentong's face.

"puff…! "

Blood burst!

at the same time.

Qin Feng raised one hand, and the huge golden cudgel quickly became smaller and fell into the hand.

He held the stick with one hand and waved it directly at Qiu Wentong.

Bang!

Qiu Wentong's eyes wide open, and spit out blood. The whole body slams down like a cannonball.

A huge pit appeared on the ground and the smoke rolled.

The next second after he fell, Qin Feng also fell, but when he stepped on the ground, he did not make the slightest sound.

The golden cudgel in the hand rotates and becomes smaller and then disappears into the ear.

The blasting flame is slowly extinguished at this moment.

Qin Feng looked at the big hole of 30 to 40 square meters on the ground. Qiu Wen was lying in the center of the big pit with blood. An old face could not tell the nose or the eyes.

And next to this big pit, Chen Yuanliang and the remaining dozens of seven-star disciples who have not yet rushed into the building are already slack-jawed...

They can't believe what happened just now? !

How suddenly Qiu Wentong lay in the pit?!

They looked up and saw Qin Feng coming step by step. Chen Yuanliang and the dozens of people left beside him were trembling their legs.

This… This man is simply invincible!

"Ah!"

In the center of the big pit, Qiuwen Tong vomited blood fiercely. Then he stood up with difficulty, swaying and gasping for air.

The vitality of the Jiedan friar is tenacious, though he is so tossed by Qin Feng, he can still stand up.

"you… you… you made me angry! "

Qiu Wentong's hand trembled and pointed at Qin Feng, and his eyes looked at Qin Feng with anger.

However, there is only one word!

"Die."

A black light came out in a split second!

Only heard a slight "bang", Qiu Wentong's body froze ...

Looking down at his abdomen, his golden Dan broke!

When he raised his head, there was disbelief in his eyes.

Another black light!

Soul-killing nails directly penetrated his brow, a blood hole appeared, the dazed eyes rapidly become dim.

The first town Soul killing nail ruined his cultivation, the second one destroyed his vitality!

His body shook slightly, then fell straight forward, splas.h.i.+ng a few dusts.

Qiu Wentong, a Jie Dan cultivator, the deputy head of the Seven Star Gate Tian Shu tong, died!