513: C513 All His Trump Cards

C513 All His Trump Cards

Article 513. Use all your trump cards.

"Chi!"

He attacked again!

Blink!

He missed!

"Impossible!"

Looking at Qin Feng, the expression on Young Master True Dragon's face started to become extremely fierce.

"How can your speed be so fast? This is impossible. My body contains the noble dragon bloodline. You are just a mortal, how can you fight me?"

"Noble? Just you?"

Qin Feng said in a low voice with a noncommittal tone.

"Shua!"

As he spoke, Qin Feng's body suddenly flashed.

"Bang!"

The Fist burst forth, and with the enhancement of the Fist Intent, the incomparably huge Fist was quickly formed under the support of the zhenqi. After that, it violently struck Young Master True Dragon's body.

However, the moment it hit Young Master True Dragon, Qin Feng's facial expression changed slightly.

When he touched it, it turned out to be extremely hard.

"Scales!?"

Qin Feng suddenly realized the effect of the scales on Young Master True Dragon's body.

"Have you finally discovered it? My scales are as hard as dragon scales, but unfortunately. . . You found it too late!"

"Chi!"

Young Master True Dragon pierced through the air with his long tail, which was covered with barbs, and stabbed towards Qin Feng's body.

The sharp force was so fast that even Qin Feng couldn't dodge it in an instant. Even though he had circulated the Thunder Shadow Step to the maximum, the battle robe on his body still managed to cut a gap.

"Humph!"

Qin Feng let out a muffled groan. His eyes were as sharp as lightning.

His palm moved slightly.

A long blade appeared in Qin Feng's hand. It was a [Tyrant Profound Dragon Sword]!

"Humph, your boxing is very powerful. I can feel it. There is some kind of Concept contained within your boxing. Obviously, you have already comprehended the Fist Intent, but you are unable to break through my defense. No matter how fast you are, you will still be hit by me!"

Young Master True Dragon said with a ferocious smile.

"Is that so? I don't think so. . . "

Qin Feng tightened his grip on the sword, and a faint smile appeared on his face. A strange fluctuation was added to the sword.

"Thunderbolt Sword Technique. . . "0

"Psshhh. . . "

Along with Qin Feng's deep and angry shout, the long blade in his hand slashed across like a Lightning.

"Sword Intent?! You have even comprehended the Sword Intent?!"

Young Master True Dragon's facial expression changed dramatically. The Sword Qi carried a razor sharp edge. It flashed across his body like lightning.

"Puchi!"

Fresh blood shot out!

Young Master True Dragon's body had already fallen limply to the ground.

At this moment, his body had been cut into two. The Sword Qi carried a frightening Sword Intent, and its sharpness was even more terrifying. Even though Young Master True Dragon's defensive power was enhanced by the scales, it was still torn apart by the Sword Qi.

"You. . . You have actually comprehended the Sword Intent?!"

Up until now, Young Master True Dragon still couldn't believe it.

Compared to the majestic atmosphere of the Fist Intent, the sharpness and tearing of the Sword Intent was even more terrifying. However, it was too late for Young Master True Dragon to know about it.

"Hmph. . . "

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth twitched. With a cold snort, he raised his sword once again.

"Kid. . . This time, you are dead for sure!"

Facing this sword that was filled with death Qi, Young Master True Dragon looked at him with a cold smile. There was a strange and resentful smile on his face.

"Curse Seal!"

"* Chi *"

A strange fluctuation shot out from the center of Young Master True Dragon's brows. This fluctuation was like a living creature that was moving at lightning speed.

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