A violent buzzing sound came from the space, and the fist covered with dragon scales brought up a whirlpool of punching wind. Before the punch came, the power of the punch blasted by General Yelu had already dissipated...
While this punch dissipated General Yelu's punch, it also undoubtedly shattered all General Yelu's hopes.
"This...how is it possible...he didn't use the royal weapon just now, how could he receive my full blow..." General Yelu said with dull eyes: "And he didn't use spiritual power in that punch, so
Not using the power of martial arts, just pure physical strength?"
I'm afraid it's a scene that no warrior can understand. Without using the power of the royal weapon, without using spiritual power, or using the power of the martial soul, just throwing a fist at will like an ordinary person can defeat a sixth level true martial artist.
The strength of the punch?
How is this possible! Such a thing is even more unbelievable than a toddler who just learned to walk lifting a mountain.
However, before General Yelu could think too much, the force of Qin Feng's previous punch, after dispersing his force, was already being swept towards him by the ruthless wind and rain.
No, this statement is not accurate, because Qin Feng's punch did not contain any spiritual power, it was just an extremely pure and domineering punch. And the punch that hit General Yelu was not a punch, but Qin Feng's punch.
The airflow caused by punching should be called punching wind.
Amidst the deafening sound of air explosions, and amid the faint vibrations and folds of the night sky, that fist blast shattered the endless wind and rain, and struck at General Yelu with an extremely powerful posture.
However, General Yelu's eyes remained dull, trapped in a shock that he could not understand, and could not extricate himself for a long time.
"General, be careful!" Luo Sheng shouted and quickly pulled General Yelu over.
However, Luo Sheng's action was still a little late. Although the punch failed to hit General Yelu, it tore his sleeve robe, tore the precious soft armor inside the sleeve robe, and grazed his elbow.
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Yes, it was just a scratch, but General Yelu's complexion suddenly became extremely pale, because he felt a terrible vibration, which came from his elbow... It was like
The vibrations caused by the heavy impact of the drumsticks on the drum surface are countless times stronger than the vibrations on the war drums, and the frequency is also countless times faster than the vibrations on the war drums.
It is precisely because the vibration frequency is so high that it is beyond the range that human ears can hear, so no sound is heard in the night sky.
However, in that silence, under that violent vibration, the skin on General Yelu's elbow instantly broke! The flesh and blood instantly turned into blood mist, and the bones in his hand instantly turned into powder!
"Ah!" General Yelu watched his arm turn into flesh and dust inch by inch, and he let out an extremely frightened and painful cry.
No one can help but watch their arms turn into dust inch by inch, and no one can help but be horrified. No one can remain silent despite suffering such great pain.
In the great panic and pain, General Yelu woke up from a dream. He forcibly cut off his right arm at the first time, because he knew very well that if he did not do this, the terrifying shock would definitely follow.
It spread all over his body, shaking his heart into pieces.
And after he cut off his right arm and suffered tremendous pain, he finally figured out the problem that he had never been able to figure out before.
Why can Qin Feng break up his fist strength without relying on his royal weapon or spiritual power? Why is the wind of Qin Feng's fist so terrifying?
The reason is very simple! Because he is very strong! Unimaginable, almost unreasonably strong!
A child who can lift a mountain cannot be an ordinary child. Perhaps there is a power as powerful as a god or as powerful as a giant dragon hidden in that child's body!
A giant dragon or a god? Their gentle breath is enough to shatter the so-called true martial artist into pieces! What's more, the fist wind?
This principle is as simple as the reason why a warrior can easily crush an ant with his fist!
At this moment, General Yelu felt that he was just that poor ant. The difference between him and Qin Feng was not in spiritual power or realm! Because there was no comparability between him and Qin Feng!
Because no matter how powerful an ant is, it cannot be a human opponent! This huge gap has long exceeded the so-called realm and spiritual power, and the two sides are not on the same level of strength at all!
"Run! Run away!" After thinking about this, General Yelu no longer had the slightest idea of killing Qin Feng. He was as panicked as an ant who was run over by someone's fingers but luckily did not die.
Want to escape.
General Yelu pulled Luo Sheng, jumped up from the muddy ground, and jumped into the air. As he jumped up, the martial spirit was already surging crazily, and a giant black tiger with wings appeared in the sky.
Above, he is about to flutter his wings and fly!
"Hongxiu! Hongxiu may not be dead yet, we can't leave her behind!" Luo Sheng gritted his teeth and said, actually trying to jump off the back of the black-winged flying tiger.
"Don't be stupid! She is already dying. Even if you take her back, you can't save her!" General Yelu roared.
"But she is not dead now after all, we..." Luo Sheng seemed a little unwilling in his eyes, but he could not finish his words because General Yelu had used his only remaining left hand to knock Luo Sheng unconscious.
In the darkness of the night, the huge black tiger that was supposed to be majestic did not look very majestic at this moment. It was just trembling slightly and fluttering its wings randomly as it flew away.
General Yelu, who was originally calm and calm, even seemed very indifferent, still chose to be indifferent at this moment, glanced at Luo Hongxiu with an extremely indifferent look, and then led Luo Sheng to escape in a hurry, never looking back...
The figure of the black tiger drew a shallow line in the extremely dark night sky. The line slowly became blurred until it disappeared...
"All men in the world are indeed unreliable."
Falling on the cold ground, Luo Hongxiu, whose clothes had already been soaked with blood and rain, raised her head with great reluctance, looking at the gradually fading lines in the sky, with a look of relief but ridicule on her face.
He smiled, and then slowly closed his eyes.
She may have died. To be more precise, on a rainy night many years ago, her person had already died along with her heart...
Qin Feng did not stop General Yelu and Luo Sheng from leaving, nor did he pay attention to whether Luo Hongxiu was alive or dead at this time. He just threw that punch, and the only trace of reason left in his mind fell into a deep trance.
In confusion.
The icy rain still hasn't stopped. The black-golden scales reflect the cold light in the rain and the tiny light in the dark night.
"Dragon scales..."
"Why... why do dragon scales grow on my hands?" Qin Feng's expression was full of confusion, and even a touch of panic.
The first thing he thought of was the dragon's blood in the divine stone space. He had bathed in dragon's blood, and had bathed in dragon's blood countless times. However, could dragon scales grow from the body just by bathing in dragon's blood?
Qin Feng quickly rejected this answer in his heart, because he knew very well that the dragon's blood in the divine stone space could only strengthen the body's physique at most, and it was impossible for a person's body to undergo such amazing changes.
If you bathe in dragon blood, you can gain the power of a giant dragon? Doesn't that mean that people who bathe in phoenix blood or unicorn blood can gain the divine power of phoenix and unicorn?
These are undoubtedly nonsense, not to mention that there has never been such a precedent on the mainland.
What's more important is that Qin Feng can clearly feel that the dragon-like power has always been hidden in the deepest part of his bloodline and is closely connected to the origin of his life.
That kind of power is originally a part of his body and is not caused by any external force at all!
So, why does he have the power of a dragon hidden in his body?
Qin Feng couldn't help but think of the many strong aliens he had met in his previous life. Although those strong men could also transform into human forms, during battle, they could always show different characteristics and attack methods from those of human strong men, such as
A horn as strong as a rhinoceros, capable of shaking mountains, and legs as strong as an elephant.
"Am I not human?"
"So, who am I?" The confusion in Qin Feng's eyes suddenly became stronger.
"You are a dragon." Suddenly, another voice sounded in Qin Feng's heart.
In a daze, Qin Feng seemed to see a figure walking towards him in the rainy night, and what frightened him even more was that the person actually had the same appearance as him, as if he was another himself.
The only difference was that not only was the man's right hand covered with a layer of dragon scales, but his whole body was covered with dragon scales, making him look extremely terrifying and ferocious.