Qin Feng's fist was like a meteor, his body was like a gust of wind as he threw away the thousand pound bronze cauldron. His strength was beyond imagination.
His fist was like a gust of wind and thunder that swept across the sky. The fist technique was profound and the wild power blew the four people to the verge of collapse. A perfect set of blade techniques was no more.
Qin Feng was not boasting. He had already comprehended the Dacheng level of the Breeze Mind Refining Pillar and the Wild Wind Bone-Forging Fist. He had taken the opportunity to comprehend the concept of wind. A simple set of Wild Wind Bone-Forging Fist seemed to come alive in his hands. He had practiced it to the point that it turned into a wild wind in the world. He was the god of the wind. He could control thousands of wild winds and walk in the wild wind like a ghost. It was as if his body had turned into the wind of the fist.
"How could the Middle Stage Human Martial Force Wild Wind Bone-Forging Fist have such terrifying power! How could it be even more terrifying than the Low Stage Wild Wind Blade Technique! " The square faced middle aged man roared in a low voice. In such a terrifying fist technique, his Middle Stage Third Sky of the Martial Path did not give him any sense of security. Instead, the more he fought, the more frightened he became.
The four people's Wild Wind Blade Technique were all suppressed and could not be used. Instead, they were led by the nose by the opponent's Wild Wind Bone-Forging Fist. The Wild Wind Blade Technique became full of flaws.
And the opponent's seemingly simple Wild Wind Bone-Forging Fist became unfathomable even though it was full of flaws. A few angry roars were heard again and again, but they were unable to do anything to Qin Feng's Violent Wind Bone Forging Fist.
For a moment, they flew into a rage!
"A group of fools. The higher the level of the technique, the stronger the power. But you must know that it is the martial artist himself who controls the moves! No matter how high level the technique is, if you cannot fully comprehend it and completely control it, then it is only a flower in the water, the moon in the mirror. It will be broken in one hit! The essence of the technique is the concept. Only by mastering the concept can you be considered to have truly mastered the technique! "Qin Feng suddenly appeared behind a dark faced big man in the Late Stage Second Sky of the Martial Path. Once he finished speaking, he sent a Tornado Breaker Spell at the man's back.
In his hands, the Gale Bone-Forging Fist seemed to have the power to turn something rotten into something magical. It had already reached the level of perfection. Even the Gale Blade Technique of the Spirit Martial Realm could not stop it.
Bang!
The dark-faced man was scared out of his wits. He quickly used the back of his saber to protect his vitals. However, he had underestimated Qin Feng's strength. Qin Feng didn't know how strong the Strength of the Black Tortoise was, but he knew that it was two to three times stronger than an ordinary Third Heavenly Layer martial artist.
The black-faced man let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying several feet away. He spat out a mouthful of blood in midair, and fell to the ground. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to survive.
As a result, only three people were left. The three of them were like birds startled by the twang of a bow. Six people had besieged him, but Qin Feng had killed three of them by himself.
"Little bastard, I'll take you down with me!" Seeing that another brother had died an unnatural death, the eyes of the square-faced middle-aged man turned crimson red. With a loud roar, he charged towards Qin Feng without any regard for his life.
The Gale Blade Technique was displayed to the extreme. The saber light was faint, as if it was so fast that there was no trace. Like a crazy demon, he completely disregarded his own safety and wanted to take Qin Feng down with him.
Looking at the saber light all over the sky, Qin Feng's face changed slightly. After all, this was a warrior at the Middle-stage of the Third Heavenly Layer. If he fought with his life on the line, even Qin Feng had to be cautious.
Qin Feng dodged the warrior at the Middle-stage of the Third Heavenly Layer and appeared in front of the remaining two warriors at the Late-stage of the Second Heavenly Layer.
When the two saw Qin Feng suddenly appear, they panicked and their eyes flashed with deep bitterness.
It turned out that the three of them had already discussed in secret. The three of them knew that they could not defeat Qin Feng, so they decided to let the square-faced middle-aged man stall Qin Feng. The two of them escaped separately and went to report for help.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng saw through their premeditated plan.
"Run separately!" The two of them looked at each other and ran. The trees here were sparse. One of them ran to the east and the other to the west, rushing into the dense forest. As long as they escaped into the dense forest, Qin Feng wouldn't be able to do anything to them.
"Where do you think you're going?" Qin Feng instantly understood the intention of the two men. When he was about to block them, suddenly a figure rushed over, and a terrible cold light swept over his head.
"You go and report. I'll stall him. You go and come back quickly!" A voice roared. His footwork was extremely fast. It seemed to be some kind of Lightness Skill!
Caught off guard, Qin Feng was temporarily stalled by the square-faced middle-aged man's suicidal attack. The two of them were overjoyed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they hurriedly ran forward.
"No, I can't let these two escape. If they run out, my whereabouts will be exposed. Won't I be in danger?" A trace of cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He stared at the square-faced middle-aged man like a tiger staring at its prey. His body was like a tiger coming down the mountain. This time, he used all of his strength!
As soon as he moved, there was a huge force. It was as if a beast was roaring in the fist technique. It was as if the mountains were collapsing, the earth was cracking, and the sea was shaking. The Black Tortoise Fist Technique of the Intermediate Spiritual Martial Realm, Black Tortoise Suppressing the Sea!
The square-faced middle-aged man secretly complained. He clearly felt a huge force that was different from the past. However, he could not escape. He could only clench his teeth and block Qin Feng's way, hoping that the two men could call for help in time.
With a roar, he raised his broadsword and slashed at Qin Feng. The faint light of the broadsword was almost inaudible in the dimming forest. At the critical moment of life and death, his broadsword technique had improved again.
However, Qin Feng did not want to continue to be entangled. The longer he was entangled here, the more danger he would be in. Therefore, he would rather get injured and finish off this warrior in the middle stage of the Third Heaven of Martial Arts.
Under the horrified gaze of the square-faced middle-aged man, Qin Feng directly faced the broadsword with his body. At the cost of a cut in his abdomen, he directly clamped the long broadsword with his fine muscles. A fist that contained the power of the Black Tortoise was like lightning. It blasted into the middle-aged man's abdomen while he was still in shock. The huge force penetrated his abdomen.
The middle-aged man raised his head with difficulty and looked at the indifferent and fierce young man in front of him. He opened his mouth. "You … are … so … ruthless!"
After saying this, his head tilted and his eyes widened. He breathed his last breath.
Witnessing the death of the square-faced middle-aged man, the other two people were horrified. In fear, they hurriedly used all their strength to speed up towards the dense forest. As long as they rushed into the dense forest, they would be completely safe.
Qin Feng took a deep breath and endured the severe pain of his wound. He aimed at the short middle-aged man who was running east. His body was like a cheetah as he chased after him. In a few breaths, he had caught up. His arm thrusted out like lightning and chopped at the man's neck like a python that wanted to choose a person to swallow. Spirit Snake Demon Fist Technique, Spirit Snake Takes Soul!
The short middle-aged man did not expect that Qin Feng would take so long to catch up with him. His scalp was numb and his heart was frightened. He wanted to bend down and dodge.
However, he had underestimated the dexterity of the Spirit Snake Demon Fist Technique. The Spirit Snake Demon Fist Technique had a great requirement for the warrior's body flexibility. Qin Feng had cultivated this fist technique, so his bones had been forged like a python. Once he set his eyes on his prey, no matter which angle he ran from, there was no way to dodge.
His arm was like a snake's tail and instantly hooked the neck of the warrior in the late Second Sky of the Martial Path. With a crack, the sound of bones breaking was heard. The warrior in the late Second Sky of the Martial Path was immediately killed.
Casually throwing away the corpse, Qin Feng rushed towards the last man without stopping. The man was extremely fast. In a few breaths, he had escaped to the vicinity of the dense forest. It seemed that he was only a hundred steps away from entering the dense forest.
Qin Feng rushed out. His fist was like a tortoise's shell. A huge force penetrated through the air. It was as if the surrounding was an ocean and he had incarnated into a divine tortoise, suppressing the ocean with a horrifying force.
That person held his breath for a moment, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. That fierce pressure was pressing down on him, and his scalp was about to explode. That aura was like a tide, expanding and expanding, and in an instant, it enveloped him.
While he was still in fear, a fist landed on his shoulder. The terrifying shockwave sent his body flying high into the air, crashing into an ancient tree. Amidst the intense pain, he felt as if all the bones in his body had been shattered.
He raised his head with difficulty and unwillingly looked at the approaching figure. He trembled and asked: "What … is … this fist technique?"
"Middle Spiritual Martial Realm fist technique, Black Tortoise Sea Suppressing Fist!" Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the man. Under the horrifying gaze of the forty years old middle-aged man, he began to operate the Essence Refining Technique. A steady stream of Profound Qi was absorbed from the man's body. A warm feeling flowed into the man's body. The several inches long scar on the man's abdomen began to form a scar. In a flash, the scar fell off, revealing the crystal clear tender flesh.
The injury was completely healed!
Qin Feng casually threw away the dried corpse in his hand. He glanced around and saw that there was no fish that had escaped the net. Suddenly, he let out a sigh of relief.
At this point, an elite team led by a warrior in the middle stage of the Third Sky of the Martial Path and five warriors in the Second Sky of the Martial Path had been completely wiped out.
After cleaning the scene again, Qin Feng was pleasantly surprised that the harvest was unexpectedly large.
In addition to finding a large banknote worth nearly a thousand years of gold on the body of the middle-aged man in the middle of the Third Heaven of Martial Path, he also found a bottle of rare Upper Grade Bone Tempering Pills. There were still three pills left in the bottle. If he could swallow all of them, it would be equivalent to a month and a half of cultivation.
Qin Feng swallowed one on the spot. A warm medicinal effect spread out and poured into his Qi and blood. He actually broke through the middle stage of the Third Sky of the Martial Path.
Suppressing the faint joy in his heart, he glanced around. Seeing that there was no overlook, he immediately rushed in a direction.
Only after walking for half a mile, Qin Feng's footsteps stopped again. It was because a middle-aged man with a profound temperament walked out of the dense forest in front of him. His eyes fell on Qin Feng's body with a faint smile.
Qin Feng's face became gloomy. This middle-aged man was dressed in green. He had a white face and no beard. There was a gorgeous sword that looked like an ornament on his waist. It seemed harmless, but Qin Feng gave birth to an incomparably dangerous feeling.
With just a glance, Qin Feng knew that this was a warrior in the Fourth Sky of the Martial Path!
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