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Chapter 247 The white-haired old man

In the vast jungle, an invisible chilling air permeated all directions, and the tense situation made the air in the entire jungle seem to freeze.

Qin Feng's eyes swept over the white-haired old man and Luo Sheng, the gold medal killer of Wuchang Palace. There was a faint flash of electric light in his eyes, which was mysterious. And the power of Qi and blood in his body became more and more astonishing, as if a god had come to him.

The white-haired old man stared at Qin Feng, with a glimmer of light flashing from time to time in his deep eyes. He looked past Qin Feng and glanced at Luo Sheng.

"The gold medal killer of the Impermanence Palace, this Luo Shen can be ranked among the top five, and his strength is extraordinary."

"I am determined to win the Spiritual Sword, and Qin Feng should also be killed."

"With the strength that Qin Feng has shown before, and the powerful and all-encompassing palm, I still have reservations about it. So, kill Qin Feng first, and then secondly, whether you can snatch the spiritual sword."

"But even when fighting Qin Feng, you still need to be careful with Luo Sheng."

"Although Chang Ye, the killer of Wuchang Palace, was hired last time, Chang Ye never killed Qin Feng, and Wuchang Palace also increased the headcount. Whether Qin Feng killed Chang Ye, or Wuchang Palace cooperated with Qin Feng, everything needed to be done

Be careful."

With his mind determined, the white-haired old man raised the soul-stealing Zanpakutō in his hand, and a strange force spread out, covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of meters, with an astonishing momentum.

"Soul-stealing knife."

The white-haired old man shouted in a deep voice, and a thick stream of true energy spurted out, like a volcano erupting. Immediately, the soul-stealing Zanpakutō was raised, and a decisive and strange aura sealed the world in all directions.

The power of the sword seizes the soul, manipulates Baili's spiritual energy, and forms a mighty force.

Qin Feng raised his head slightly, his eyes were like lightning, and with a turn of his true energy, a domineering and stern aura emerged from him. There was a faint shadow of a bull demon sitting behind him, with a supreme aura. Followed by

What followed was a punch punched out so hard that even the void seemed to tremble.

The strength of the fist shakes the sky, and he dominates the ten realms.

A punch met the force of a knife, and the two produced astonishing energy fluctuations.

But in the blink of an eye, the force of Niu Mo's fist was cut off with a single blow, and then it fell towards Qin Feng, which was shocking.

Qin Feng stepped back quickly, dodging the strange blow. Then, his eyes fell on the soul-stealing Zanpakutō, and the faint black light exuded a strange and evil atmosphere.

"What a weird soul-stealing Zanpakutō. The power of the Ox Demon Fist is no less than the power of his sword, but it was still separated by it. It seems that special means are needed to do it."

As Qin Feng thought about it, he sensed murderous intent approaching.

The sharp and thin long sword breathed out the fierce sword energy and exuded a captivating light, like a seductive blow from the King of Hell, assassinating Qin Feng.

Qin Feng took a step forward, like an eagle soaring into the sky. Then he pointed out a finger, condensing the power of the bright stars, and the vast starlight was extremely astonishing. Then, with a finger like a star, he faced the fierce sword energy.

when.

The metal clanged and shook the world.

The starlight dissipates and the sword energy disappears.

Luo Sheng's figure was like a charm. He took one step and quickly differentiated into hundreds of afterimages. The aura of each afterimage was exactly the same. He was holding a slender and sharp sword, making it difficult to distinguish.

"No death, no life."

Luo Sheng whispered softly, and the slender and sharp sword jumped, and the shadow of the sword disappeared without a trace. Then it appeared from the void again, and in the next moment it was approaching Qin Feng, with a blow that would kill everything.

Qin Feng's body swayed, and the three thousand flying eagles combined with the Thunder God's body-building technique were like thunder shadows flying in the sky, avoiding Luo Sheng's killing sword. But Luo Sheng's sword was so simple, which came from impermanence.

The extraordinary skills of the temple.

The Palace of Impermanence is an extraordinary force, and the people it trains are all killers. The assassination skills mastered by the gold medal killers are extraordinary skills at the level of extraordinary skills, and are by no means ordinary.

Such a blow, coupled with Luo Sheng's astonishing cultivation, even Qin Feng could not resist for a while.

Qin Feng glanced at his right arm. A sword mark appeared on his arm. Flesh and blood were flying. There was a killing power contained in it, making it difficult for his true essence to operate. Even if the true essence covered it, it was difficult to dissolve the power in it.

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"What a weird power, worthy of being the killer of the Palace of Impermanence."

"It's hard for ordinary people to deal with it, but it's not a problem for me."

Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and the Thunder God's Body Training Technique reached its limit. A burst of thunder and lightning power burst out, easily dispelling the killing power on the wound. Then, with a movement of his body, he escaped from Bai Bai's body.

A blow from the old man.

Facing Luo Sheng and the white-haired old man, these two beings with complete true self realm, profound knowledge and powerful skills, even Qin Feng had to deal with them carefully.

Bang.

one strike.

Qin Feng was shaken back again and again, and the void under his feet seemed to be shattered.

On the other side, the white-haired old man also flew out, his expression becoming more solemn.

"This Qin Feng is only a perfect practitioner of the Seizing Heaven Realm, but his true energy is so powerful and his skills are so powerful that even the True Self Realm monks can't compare to them. I really don't know how he cultivates. If he continues like this,

Once I reach the realm of my true self, I’m afraid I’m no match for you even with all my strength.”

"We have to use secret methods."

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed, and rich blood energy aroused from his body. The power of flesh and blood was condensed to the extreme, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

With one step, the air burst, and his body grew a bit, becoming a strong old man three meters tall. The rich blood in his body almost turned into substance, and even the void seemed to be stained with blood.

"The true power of blood source."

The white-haired old man's energy and blood surged to the sky, and the overwhelming blood energy surrounded the soul-stealing Zanpakutō. A strange and bloody aura swept across the surrounding areas, and a sudden slash came out, even the heaven and the earth were cut in half.

"This technique?!"

When Qin Feng saw the technique performed by the white-haired old man, a hint of doubt appeared in his heart. The breath of this technique was very breathy, and it was somewhat similar to the broken blood-colored jade pendant he had obtained.

"Holy Lord?!"

A bright light flashed across Qin Feng's mind.

"He is the Holy Lord?"

"Such strength is somewhat similar to the rewards provided by the original program lock."

There was blood flowing in Qin Feng's left eye, and strange bloody lines appeared, and an aura that swallowed up the world and enveloped all directions appeared.

"Since he is the Holy Lord, he will be killed directly."

"Swallowing blood pupils."

Qin Feng stimulated the power of swallowing the blood pupil, and the huge blood energy was crazily weakened by the power of nothingness. Due to the feedback of the blood energy, Qin Feng's aura was greatly improved, forming a terrifying amount.

"Daluo Mudra."

A palm shot down into the sky, containing surging power, covering all heavens and realms, as if the entire sky and earth were included under this palm.

Before the hand seal falls, the power is affecting the soul-stealing Zanpakutō's sword light.

The handprint fell on the sword light, shattering the sword light, and then fell on the white-haired old man, slamming the white-haired old man down from mid-air and slamming into the ground, making an astonishing sound.
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