The Yin Han old woman, who was knocked away by Zhao Feng's palm, looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
Only she understands how destructive power Zhao Feng's palm is.
Buzz
The force thunder fields surrounding Zhao Feng were concentrated on the Yin Han old woman, causing her to be under huge pressure and lightning strikes all the time, making it impossible for her to escape.
"You two, why don't you hurry up?"
The Yinhan old woman immediately shouted.
Zhao Feng killed her first, and the Yinhan old woman couldn't escape.
If everyone unites, she may still have a chance to survive.
"superior"
The other two Holy Masters exchanged glances and rushed out immediately.
A huge ax surrounded by dark cold light appeared in the hands of the black-armored Holy Lord, and directly struck out a huge ghostly black light.
Buzz
When this black light entered Zhao Feng's force thunder domain, it was immediately bombarded by gravity and lightning, and its power continued to decrease.
Boom bang
Zhao Feng directly resisted the attack of the black-armored Holy Lord, and at the same time, with the help of this thrust, he used the Thunder Wing Flying Escape Technique and quickly approached the cold old woman.
Holy Thunder Fist
Zhao Feng clenched his fists and waved a huge red gold thunder mountain.
At the same time, the surrounding force thunder fields were all integrated into this fist light.
The Li Po Thunder Domain is equivalent to a field and can naturally be integrated into attacks, but it is difficult to integrate into the Heaven-breaking Holy Thunder Palm, so Zhao Feng chose the Holy Thunder Fist.
Wow
As soon as the fist was approaching, the Yinhan old woman couldn't bear the terrifying power of thunder and lightning, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Cold Lotus Body Protector"
The Yinhan old woman immediately activated the mysterious light holy power.
Under her body, a lotus platform appeared, and many cold lotus flowers gradually appeared around it, wrapping her in it.
bang bangka
In less than a moment, the Yinhan old woman's secret protective technique was shattered by Zhao Feng, and a terrifying force that suppressed the Eight Desolations was crushed away.
call
As the huge metal thunder fist impacted, the Yinhan old woman's body was directly destroyed, and a gray-white soul immediately escaped.
Meow meow
A flash of dark silver light flashed, and the little thieving cat was below, taking away the fallen storage bracelet.
"Suo Tian Bow"
Zhao Feng directly pulled the dark silver ancient bow in his hand, using his pupil power and will to merge into the light arrow.
Phew
The next moment, the cold old woman's soul, which had not escaped far, was fixed in the void by an arrow, and the terrifying purple flames and thunder continued to kill her soul.
The little thieving cat turned into a dark silver dotted line, followed by a cold shadow blade, cutting across the soul of the cold old woman.
call
The Yinhan old woman died instantly due to the joint efforts of Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat.
Behind them, the black-armored Holy Lord and the white-haired old man each took action once.
Facing their attack, Zhao Feng used his Holy Thunder Body with all his strength to resist them.
"Go quickly"
The black-armored Holy Lord immediately put away the giant ax in his hand and turned it into a jet-black stream of light, far away from the sky.
The combat power Zhao Feng displayed was truly terrifying.
Not only is the soul pupil technique powerful, but also the terrifying physical defense and strength, with almost no weaknesses.
Zhao Feng could kill a Holy Lord with their attacks, and he could kill him using the same method.
"escape"
The white-haired old man used space escape, and his figure disappeared in a flash of light.
"Humph, no one can escape."
Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and a vague mental fluctuation flashed in his left eye.
God's Eye Mark, completed
Zhao Feng's soul level is higher than these two holy masters, so it is naturally impossible for them to notice it.
call
The red thunder light wings behind Zhao Feng burst out with bright light, immediately penetrated the void, and chased away.
"It's so fast, stop him quickly"
The white-haired old man used the space escape technique, which was slightly faster than the black-armored Holy Master, but he was still not sure of getting rid of Zhao Feng.
"hateful"
The black-armored Holy Lord looked gloomy, but there was nothing he could do. If Zhao Feng caught up, he would definitely attack him first.
Swish
The clone of the black-armored Holy Lord immediately appeared next to him.
The clone of the Holy Lord stayed in place, running the Xuanguang Holy Power, opening up a small world of power, preparing to hinder Zhao Feng.
call
Zhao Feng circulated the Holy Thunder Body and quickly passed through it, directly piercing the small world power.
With the strength of this clone, there is no way to hinder Zhao Feng in the slightest.
But the next moment, a death crisis was brewing in this clone of the Holy Lord.
Boom bang
The clone of the Holy Lord mobilized all the strength in his body and exploded.
"Body Protecting Thunder Gang"
Zhao Feng accelerated with all his strength and activated his secret protection skills at the same time.
Boom bang
Zhao Feng was blasted several miles away by the explosion aftermath of this Holy Lord clone.
“Careless”
Zhao Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The power of the Holy Lord's self-destruction cannot be underestimated.
But it is a pity that the black-armored Holy Lord was not decisive enough and the timing of the clone's self-destruction was wrong. Otherwise, it would have caused great trauma to Zhao Feng, making it impossible for Zhao Feng to catch up with these two people in a short time.
Boom boom
Zhao Feng pulled the Sky Locking Bow and fired at the black-armored Holy Lord.
"Thunder Wing Flash"
After launching an attack, Zhao Feng immediately used his secret air escape technique, turning into a red thunder wind arc that shuttled through the sky.
puff
The fleeing black-armored Holy Lord was pierced by a red-gold light arrow, and his movements were somewhat sluggish.
call
The next moment, Zhao Feng's figure quickly approached.
"Heaven-Breaking Holy Thunder Palm"
Zhao Feng directly launched a unique move against the Black-armored Holy Lord.
boom
A huge red-gold thunder-patterned light palm, carrying infinite terrifying power, pushed away with irresistible force.
boom
The black-armored Holy Lord circulated the mysterious power of light, and a huge black ax appeared in his hand, and it suddenly slashed out.
"What a terrifying power"
In an instant, the Black-armored Holy Lord was hit by an unprecedented power backlash. A bolt of thunder and lightning power passed along his divine weapon to his body, making his whole body numb.
Boom
The black scales all over the body of the Black-armored Holy Lord were shattered, and he flew upside down for dozens of miles, leaving behind a bloody mist.
call out
Zhao Feng quickly approached, and at the same time, an astonishing purple soul power emerged from Bloodline's left eye.
"God's gaze"
A bottomless purple vortex formed in the left pupil, leading to a mist-shrouded and infinitely extending purple phantom abyss.
The seriously injured Black-armored Holy Lord felt a chill all over his body, and felt as if his soul was being imprisoned and escaping uncontrollably.
That forbidden power is like the power of domination, irreversible and unstoppable.
"What"
The black-armored Holy Lord was sweating profusely, and fear and despair spread in his pupils.
It seemed that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the fate of his soul being imprisoned and pulled.
laugh
A silver-gray dotted line flashed past, and the little thieving cat held the Shadow Killing Emperor Blade, penetrating through the heart of the black-armored Holy Lord.
call
Immediately, the soul of the Black-armored Holy Lord left the body and was sucked into the left eye space by Zhao Feng.
Once it enters the left eye space, it is impossible for the black-armored Holy Lord's soul to self-destruct. Therefore, Zhao Feng does not deal with it in a hurry.
"There is still one"
Zhao Feng's voice was cold, and through the mark of his divine eyes, Zhao Feng could clearly sense the specific location of the gray-haired old man.
But suddenly.
The sound of a piano penetrated Zhao Feng's mind, causing his murderous heart to suddenly calm down.
Zhao Feng glanced with his left eye and stared at a green forest in the distance.
Swish
Zhao Feng's eyes penetrated everything and saw a simple wooden house deep in the woods. In front of the wooden house was a quietly flowing blue stream. In front of the stream, a girl in white clothes was gently stroking the strings of the piano.
"is her?"
Zhao Feng looked shocked.
A year ago, when Zhao Feng rescued the Ninth Prince, he met an old man in gray who came to help.
And this girl in white seems to be the disciple of the mysterious old man in gray.
For some reason, when Zhao Feng saw the girl in white, he had a sense of déjà vu. Could it be because they had met each other last time?
Unconsciously, Zhao Feng took steps and floated away into the forest.
The closer he got, the picturesque, quiet and clear natural music made Zhao Feng's state of mind feel even more emptier, as if he was far away from the world. At that moment, Zhao Feng forgot all his troubles, all the burdens and shackles he had had so far.
"What a profound attainment in piano music"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be amazed.
So far, Zhao Feng has met many powerful people in the Music Dao, such as many outstanding geniuses in the Tianqin Domain, the birthplace of the Music Dao, Li Xueyi from the Tiansheng Qin Palace, and Liu Qinxin who is deeply hidden in his memory.
But the attainments of these talented people seem to be inferior to the girl in front of them.
Just like that, Zhao Feng stayed here, leaning against an ancient tree, listening quietly.
The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to have entered the world of music created by this girl, where everything in the world danced to the beautiful music.
The little thief cat stood on Zhao Feng's shoulder and leaned against the big tree, imitating Zhao Feng's movements and showing a look of enjoyment.
"I wonder, Master, what do you think of my little girl's playing?"
Suddenly, a clear sound came from Zhao Feng's ears.
Zhao Feng opened his eyes and looked at the pure and beautiful face in front of him. At some point, the girl in white seemed to have stopped playing, and he was immersed in the wonderful artistic conception of music and lost track of time.
But when he woke up, Zhao Feng found that the power of his heart and soul and his artistic conception had improved.
The girl in white looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a king's level of cultivation, but a piece of music can enhance Zhao Feng's artistic conception, and Zhao Feng can't help but admire this girl's musical attainments even more.
"Excuse me for interrupting you, but I have no knowledge of music, but the girl's music is the most beautiful music I have ever heard."
Zhao Feng stared at the girl in white, paused for a moment, then smiled.
"Haha, the young master really knows how to talk."
The girl in white smiled slightly, eclipsing all the beautiful scenery around her.
She had an inexplicable feeling of intimacy towards Zhao Feng, so when Zhao Feng broke in here, she ignored him and continued to practice playing.
Zhao Feng was slightly startled. The girl's dress and attainments in piano music made the figure in white clothes appear deep in Zhao Feng's memory.
However, the temperament and temperament of the two are very different. This girl is lively and cheerful, with extremely pure eyes, like a fairy from another world.
"I'm Zhao Feng. The girl's master helped me that day. We meet again today. I hope I can express my gratitude in person."
Zhao Feng continued.
"My master hasn't come back yet. If you don't mind, you can wait in this wooden house."
The girl in white smiled calmly.
"Well, in this case, I might have a chance to listen to the girl play another song."
Zhao Feng joked.
This girl's music can indeed help Zhao Feng condense his mind and enhance his artistic conception.
Moreover, the girl in white asked Zhao Feng to wait, which proved that the enigmatic old man in gray would be back soon.
"Master Zhao, just call me Qinyin."
Liu Qinyin suddenly turned around and showed an innocent smile.