Yan Feiying's weapon turned out to be a steel whip!

You should know that whips are longer and difficult to control, and generally require extremely high control of strength. Moreover, whips are not so domineering than swords and swords, so men generally rarely use them.

"Boy, I have been in the world for decades. Today, I can see my steel whip, and you can rest in peace even if you die!"

Yan Feiying shook the steel whip in his hand and said domineeringly. Looking at the posture, he looked like a man was in a pass, and ten thousand men could not open it.

At the same time, Qin Han and others also came to fight to meet Qin Muran.

Along the way, they killed a lot of people.

Although the people in the Miao village are not weak, they are still a little weak in the face of these geniuses on the list.

"Boss!"

Dong Yuhao shouted when he saw Qin Muran.

"Yuhao, lend me your knife!"

Qin Muran looked at Dong Yuhao beside him and said.

"good!"

Without any hesitation, Dong Yuhao threw the sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood beads in front of Qin Muran.

"Clam!"

Qin Muran pulled out the treasure knife inserted diagonally on the soil, and a cold light flashed by.

The blade trembled slightly, and all the blood beads that were originally attached to the blade were shaken to the ground.

"Good knife!"

Qin Muran sighed.

"Boy! A good knife is a good knife, but it is useless in your hands, because you are destined to be a dead person!"

Yan Feiying held a steel whip in his hand and said viciously at Qin Muran.

For many years, as long as Yan Feiying takes action, he will be killed with one blow. When will it be the turn of Steel Whip to appear? A kid in the middle stage of the dark force, he was unable to kill him and was forced to use weapons. This is something Yan Feiying couldn't accept anyway.

"Old boy, are you crazy!"

Dong Yuhao and others immediately responded when they heard Yan Feiying's arrogant words.

"What did you say!"

Yan Feiying originally thought Qin Muran was crazy enough, but now when he heard Dong Yuhao's words, he felt that Dong Yuhao was even more arrogant.

"I said, "Old boy, are you getting older and your ears bad? If you have bad ears, go back to rest and take care of your old age. What are you doing here? You're going to get involved in your wool!"

Anyway, with Qin Muran's support, Dong Yuhao had no scruples. He spoke a lotus, and Yan Feiying's face turned dark and yang.

"court death!"

Yan Feiying was furious when Dong Yuhao said that, and the steel whip in his hand was "pop", causing the air to explode, and then he hit Dong Yuhao with a mighty power.

Yan Feiying swung this whip with anger. If he was hit, he might even be able to interrupt the big tree that was thick with his arms, not to mention Dong Yuhao's fragile body.

"Clam!"

A dazzling spark emerged out of nowhere. Yan Feiying's whip just now was too fast. With Dong Yuhao's skills, he could not avoid it. If Qin Muran did not take action, the whip would definitely fall on Dong Yuhao.

With one knife, the steel whip was knocked back with its original trajectory.

"Old man, your opponent is me! Don't touch my brother!"

Qin Muran looked at Yan Feiying and said coldly.

"Good boy, I will kill you first today, and then your brothers don't want to escape!"

Yan Feiying was furious and threw the steel whip out of the air again. Suddenly, a shadow of steel whip appeared in the sky.

"The golden snake dances wildly!"

The steel whip was thrown out, and countless phantoms bloomed in the air, just like a group of silver snakes slashing Qin Muran from all directions.

The phantoms and real shadows are intertwined, and it is difficult to tell the truth and the false.

"Today I will let you try what the real sword technique is!"

"Three Styles of Heavenly Knife!"

Qin Muran held Dong Yuhao's treasure sword in his hand, and his dantian trembled slightly in his body, and his energy spread to the meridians throughout his body.

"A sword opens!"

Behind Qin Muran, a strong sword intent spread out, and a strong wind swept over, and Qin Muran's bangs were swaying slightly.

"cut!"

He slashed towards Yan Feiying with his strength as he cut Mount Hua. This sword seemed to fall from the sky, and it was like a sword that fell from the nine heavens. The mountains and rivers were so majestic that they could not withstand the power of this sword.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Even though Yan Feiying's golden snake dance is very powerful, it is difficult to break the reality, but in front of Qin Muran's domineering sword light, he still has nowhere to hide, destroying everything with the power of destroying the dead and decisive!

"What?!"

Yan Feiying widened his eyes. Even he didn't expect that Qin Muran's sword technique would be so powerful that he could actually dissolve his golden snake dance with pure force.

"I don't believe it! I, a person in the late stage of the hidden spirit, cannot beat your little boy in the middle stage of the hidden spirit!"

Yan Feiying completely disbelief!

"Eight whips are roaring wildly!"

Yan Feiying's arm vibrated and his wrist was swung lightly, and the energy in his body poured into the steel whip along his wrist.

"Ba...b...ba...b...b...b...b...b...b...b...b..."

Yan Feiying threw out the steel whip in his hand and made eight sounds in the air. Then, eight sounds rushed towards Qin Muran like grenades.

This is a pure force attack, Yan Feiying wants to resist with force!

"Destroy ghosts and gods with one sword!"

Qin Muran suddenly glanced at him again, and the sword in his hand slashed a sword light. The sword light was pitch black, but the murderous intent contained in it was immeasurable!

With one sword, the terrifying sword intention in the sword light instantly condensed into monsters and monsters, while another sword intention transformed into justice, and wanted to erase all these monsters and monsters and monsters.

One yin and one yang, one dark and one bright, one still and one movement are all hidden in this knife.

Qin Muran rarely uses the three styles of Tiandao because the power they can produce is too great, and the requirements for their own strength are also very high.

With this knife, Yan Feiying's wild eight whip sounded a little vulnerable.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

The terrifying black sword light cut off Yan Feiying's steel whip directly, but did not stop, and headed towards Yan Feiying with a momentum of unstoppable momentum.

Yan Feiying couldn't believe that the steel whip of special material in his hand would be cut off so easily by Qin Muran. Before he could react to the shattering of the steel whip, black sword lights had already arrived one after another, piercing his body.

"Forehead......."

Yan Feiying's body shook, his whole eyes wide as big as a copper bell, and the whites of his eyes accounted for the majority.

He looked at Qin Muran in disbelief.

Suddenly, he thought of a sentence his master said when he taught him a steel whip, "The whip is there, and the whip is dead."

At the beginning, he thought that the master's knowledge was to make him cherish this steel whip, but now it seems to be a fable.

The steel whip was destroyed by Qin Muran, and he was also killed under the light of the sword!

"Clang!"
Chapter completed!