Chapter 1542 The Fourth Stage of the Void Saint Li Qingfeng
Chapter 1542 The Fourth Level of Xusheng Li Qingfeng
"A mere man came to the door of our Four-English Gang? Do you really think that our Four-English Gang is a bunch of cowards?"
Li Qingfeng's eyes were cold.
The three helpers died, so he was naturally angry.
But as long as he is here, the Siying Gang will not fall.
In fact, over the years, He Zhen, Yuan Mao, and Cao Huatong have become increasingly dissatisfied with him.
Qin Chen killed three people in this move, which made him feel much more relaxed.
But now, directly killing in front of the Siying Gang, Qin Chen is seeking death himself!
boom……
At this moment, many people in the entire Qing Mo City and Dongcheng District felt a thundering sound, as if a high-rise building collapsed and the earth collapsed.
"Si Ying Gang, Qin Chen is here to visit!"
A voice, neither loud nor small, spread throughout the entire Siying Gang.
When this voice sounded, Li Qingfeng's face became terrifyingly gloomy!
"Asshole!"
With a low growl, Li Qingfeng roared: "You're looking for death!"
Rumble...
Outside, the sound of explosions sounded at this moment.
At this moment, Li Qingfeng walked directly out of the courtyard.
As soon as I looked up, I saw it.
High in the sky, there was a nine-headed ferocious beast that was hundreds of feet tall, with dark red scales all over its body and a pair of wings, fluttering in the strong wind.
From that mouth, hot breath was constantly spitting out, wildly shooting at the surrounding buildings.
Within the Siying Gang, screams continued.
"presumptuous!"
A sharp shout sounded at this moment.
At this moment, Li Qingfeng's figure soared into the air and he shot out with a palm.
Jiuying saw the giant palm approaching, and a head swept out at that moment.
There was a pop, and blood exploded.
Jiuying's head was cut off directly!
"Madan!"
Jiuying cursed: "Fourth level Xusheng, if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have taken it!"
At this moment, the severed head slowly condensed out.
Jiuying looked at Li Qingfeng with an indifferent expression.
At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were somewhat calm.
"Who are you?"
Li Qingfeng said coldly.
"Chuixuezhai, Qin Chen!"
Qin Chen looked at Li Qingfeng and said indifferently: "You are Li Qingfeng, right?"
Li Qingfeng snorted.
"Why did you break my Fuxue studio?"
When Li Qingfeng heard this, he sneered: "If you are not strong enough, you will only be swallowed. This is the way to the survival of Green Demon City!"
"Yeah……"
"Understood!"
Qin Chen took a step forward at this moment.
All over the body, power is released.
"Poor Dragon Fist!"
Without saying a word, he stepped out of Jiuying and punched Li Qingfeng directly.
A roar sounded.
At this moment, Li Qingfeng's figure retreated.
But within the body, an explosive breath has been released.
The fourth level of Xusheng!
As the founder of the Siying Gang and the most powerful, he is naturally the strongest.
The fourth level of Xusheng!
In this Dongcheng District, it definitely belongs to the strongest category.
"Let me see how you, the tenth level of Saint Transformation, killed He Zhen and the others!"
"It seems that those three guys are dead, are you not sad?"
Qin Chen responded.
"Sad? A little bit, but mostly relieved."
Qin Chen then understood.
"In that case, there's nothing more to say."
As soon as he said this, two figures shot out in an instant.
boom……
Qin Chen's whole body exploded with strength.
Pure head-to-head confrontation.
At this moment, there was a hint of solemnity in Li Qingfeng's eyes.
"Your body has been strengthened!"
Qin Chen smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just like two virtual saint-level bodies reinforcing each other!"
"No wonder He Zhen also died at your hands!"
"But, even so, if you think you can kill me, you are totally wrong!"
"That's not necessarily true!"
In Qin Chen's hand, the fist glowed.
"Evil Dragon Fist!"
A roar sounded at this moment.
When he punches out, the wind roars like a vicious wolf, and he is fierce and cruel, giving him an extremely domineering temperament.
Bang...
At this moment, Li Qingfeng's figure retreated.
"Hunyuan Qing Sheng Jue!"
As Li Qingfeng's figure retreated, a powerful aura erupted.
"Hunyuan Earth Breaking Palm!"
A palm was swung out, and as the wind roared, the palm mark became larger and larger, eventually turning into a hundred feet, and then suddenly spread.
A booming sound spread at this moment.
In front of Qin Chen, all of a sudden there were palm prints.
When a warrior in the Xusheng realm attacks, his holy power and soul power are compatible with each other. This is where Xusheng is more powerful than a warrior who transforms into a saint.
At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes turned cold.
"Demon Dragon Fist!"
A punch was thrown out, and the sound of howling wind came out of thin air at this moment.
The domineering aura was superimposed one after another.
At this moment, the entire Siying Gang was surrounded by demonic dragons galloping and all their strength was gathered.
The domineering momentum exploded.
A roar sounded at this moment.
Palm shadows and fist marks filled the sky, and they exploded directly.
At this moment, Li Qingfeng's eyes turned cold, and he kept a distance from Qin Chen and stopped getting closer.
At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were filled with contempt.
"The fourth level of Virtual Saint, that's all!"
That's right, the fourth level of Virtual Saint, that's all.
In Qin Chen's eyes, that's all.
Li Qingfeng was furious.
No one would remain indifferent to being looked down upon by a boy who was at the tenth level of the Saint Transformation.
"Ten punches of Hunyuanling!"
In an instant, fist shadows appeared overwhelmingly.
The domineering momentum is stronger with every wave.
Li Qingfeng's whole body exploded with strength.
The surging breath was released.
The ten fist shadows, each different from the other, were attacking Qin Chen from all directions.
"Light Dragon Fist!"
A fist swing.
In an instant, the light shines everywhere.
The power is transmitted at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, white lights flashed everywhere over the entire Siying Gang.
And from the white light, fist shadows burst out at this moment.
More than ten paths!
Hundreds and thousands of ways.
Rumble...
The earth roared and power exploded.
In the blink of an eye, the fist light in front of Li Qingfeng gradually faded away.
Until finally, it completely disappeared.
At this moment, Qin Chen looked at the panting Li Qingfeng with a hint of indifference in his eyes.
"Now, how does it taste?"
Li Qingfeng's face turned pale.
Every time he made a move, he was perfectly suppressed by Qin Chen.
If this continues, he will die without a burial place.
How did this guy do it?
It’s just the tenth level of becoming a saint!
Qin Chen didn't care about this at this moment.
He took one step out of the gap and was hit directly with his fist.
Simple and crude, but effective.
The Eight Dragons Holy Fist is all about punching with explosive power.
It is more based on the explosive power of the physical body.
This is also the reason why Qin Chenhui chose to use this holy technique as the basis in the Jiutian World.
Physical strength!
His current physical strength is very strong.
Fusion of the remains of the first life, the strength of the physical body can be called overbearing, not to mention comparable to the saint, at least compared to the virtual saint.
Even the fourth level Xusheng is no match for him.
Soul power cannot suppress him!
The physical body is even worse than him.
What can Li Qingfeng do to win against him?
At this moment, Li Qingfeng's heart gradually calmed down.