1362: C1362 borrowing force to strike force

C1362 borrowing force to strike force

There were archery expert lying in ambush in the dark, and now that they were surrounded by the seven great ancient gods, the situation was extremely grim.

However, Qin Feng did not panic, instead he was unusually calm.

Qin Feng danced with his Battlefield Lance and no longer hid his cultivation.

Among these Ancient Gods, five of them were at the First Heavenly Layer, and two of them were at the Second Heavenly Layer.

And Qin Feng's current soul realm, had reached peak of the Second Sky.

Although there were a lot of them, none of them were as strong as his cultivation.

It wasn't illogical for Qin Feng to use his explosive attack to force back seven people from the opposing party.

"You know it too late."

Unknowingly, Qin Feng had appeared behind Black Cloaked Swordsman.

The Battlefield Lance shot out like lightning and pierced through Black Cloaked Swordsman's chest.

"Ah …"

A mournful scream spread throughout the entire valley.

Qin Feng's attacks were fast and ruthless, every move was aimed at death, killing with a single strike.

With the death of Black Cloaked Swordsman, Qin Feng gained a new set of killing value, and his soul power leveled up once again.

All of this happened too suddenly, to the point that the other six people, as well as the archer in the dark, were caught unprepared.

"Damn it, little animal, you will die a horrible death!"

Very quickly, the six Blade Masters reacted, once again launching a storm-like attack.

However, Qin Feng had also released all his firepower, making it unrealistic for them to kill him in one go.

What Qin Feng needed to guard against the most right now was the archer in the shadows.

could roughly deduce from that arrow just now that this archer was also a person with Second Sky of the Ancient Gods.

If he was hit by his ice arrow, Qin Feng would not be able to take it.

"Brat, let's see how long you can last."

"We have more people. Even if we have to waste so much time with him, we can tire him to death."

The swordsmen encouraged each other.

"Hehe, sometimes having more people might not be a good thing."

Qin Feng sneered.

In the next moment, the Battlefield Lance stabbed out angrily. Its killing intent and courage was enough to kill any one of them.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

But in the time it took for a spark to fly, a stream of Shadow Arrows instantly appeared in front of Qin Feng.

"I knew you would attack."

Qin Feng sneered.

The Battlefield Lance in his hand suddenly flew out, and his body abruptly stopped.

The arrow flew past his eyes.

"Ah …"

"Ah …"

In the next moment, two consecutive screams sounded out.

A blood-curdling screech came from being stabbed to death by a Battlefield Lance.

As for the other scream, it was a result of someone being hit by a cold arrow from the dark.

"What?"

The archer in the dark was also shocked.

This arrow had clearly locked onto Qin Feng, and had actually managed to hit his comrades at the end.

And, just how fast was this arrow? How could Qin Feng react?

In fact, if Qin Feng sensed his opponent was shooting an arrow, and then dodged it, the probability of success was very low.

The reason why he could perfectly avoid it was not because he relied on his eyes or his spiritual sense to sense it, but because he had the instinct to anticipate an enemy's advance.

Qin Feng had predicted that when he was fighting with all his might, the archer would shoot an arrow.

As such, he had already thought of his next course of action.

Predicting the enemy first was not gambling.

This was a battle talent, an instinctive reaction that required extreme effort.

In truth, when Qin Feng killed Black Cloaked Swordsman, archer had already planned to attack, but unfortunately, he was a step too slow.

Qin Feng was able to discern this detail with his divine sense.

In other words, through this capture, Qin Feng had already become familiar with archer's attacking habits.

With this understanding, he could make the judgment of anticipating the enemy's advance.

They probably never would have thought that Qin Feng's plan to kill two birds with one stone would instantly kill the other two.

The seven Blade Masters chased, but only four remained.

"It's your turn."

Qin Feng laughed coldly, as the Battlefield Lance pierced towards a enemy who was momentarily stunned.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

At the same time, another arrowhead shot out.

"Come at me!"

Qin Feng's wrist shook, his entire body suddenly twisted, like a bow, the power of his entire body was transferred to his palm.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

The Battlefield Lance pierced through the darkness like a white comet, heading in the direction of the arrowhead.

Qin Feng's real target this time was the hidden archer.

"How is this possible?"

archer opened his eyes wide. The white dazzling light quickly grew bigger in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the Battlefield Lance had already arrived and killed the archer on the spot.

archer was the biggest threat. As long as he died, the remaining four swordsmen would not be too much of a threat.

Of course, these people were not completely useless. When Qin Feng shot archer, two swordsmen stabbed at him.

Their sword energy was extremely violent. Once it stabbed into their soul bodies, it was very likely that they would be shattered to pieces.

"Eight Buddha!"

Qin Feng endured the pain and activated his Immortal Soul.

When his soul body was destroyed, another strand of soul power was formed within the Eight Buddha.

As long as one of them is alive, the soul and primordial spirit can be infinitely reborn.

The final move of the two swordsmen just now had killed Qin Feng's soul body, but the Eight Buddha was not harmed in the slightest.

Looking at the gigantic pagoda, Qin Feng's soul appeared again, and the opponent's face was also filled with horror.

Qin Feng's primordial spirit was truly strong, and the soul origin that it contained was something that ordinary people could not imagine.

If an ordinary person wanted to reform their soul, even if they borrowed the strength of their primordial spirit, it would still be very difficult for them to move so quickly like Qin Feng.

Of course, after his soul breaks down, Qin Feng's soul power would also drop a lot.

"Although my soul body is weak right now, killing the four of you won't be a problem."

Qin Feng sneered.

The biggest threat was already dead. These four swordsmen were all at the first stage of the Ancient God Realm, unable to do anything to Qin Feng.

Looking at the bloodthirsty sneer on Qin Feng's face, the four of them turned pale.

"How is this possible?"

"This kid killed so many of us by himself?"

The fear in their hearts could not be described with words.

In the depths of this valley, without any reinforcements, it was very likely that they would be killed by Qin Feng.

If he died here, he would die forever.

"Flee!"

One of the swordsmen wavered and disappeared.

When the other three saw this scene, they were also confused. They did not know if they should escape or continue fighting with Qin Feng.

"You all worked hard for the Knife Emperor, but he did not care about your lives.2

Qin Feng shook his head, there was no pity in his eyes.

Since he had already escaped, it would be much easier for him to deal with them.

Moreover, the three of them had panicked, as if they were frightened birds from a bow, and weren't even a threat at all.

"The three of you, accompany me in death!"

Qin Feng sneered, the soul power diffused into the air, like a dark devil king, enveloping his opponent.

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