3205: C3205 The Power of the Mist Heart Formation

C3205 The Power of the Mist Heart Formation

Guo Ye could clearly see that this group of Iron Fist Sect men in front of him had far more combat power than they did.

Even the one with the lowest cultivation base was stronger than him!

If he were to rashly exchange blows with the other party for a moment's sake, it would only be courting death!

"Sigh, let's go..."

Guo Ye looked at the entrance of the ancient tomb with a face full of unwillingness. He gritted his teeth and chose to leave.

Before he left, he didn't forget to turn around and instruct Qin Feng. "Senior Qin Feng, although you are powerful, you can't fight four hands with two fists. You must not force yourself..."

"Our cultivation base is too low. Even if we stay, we can't help you. I will take my leave first!"

Qin Feng's eyes were cold. He looked at Guo Ye and the others with an expressionless face and quickly left the place.

He didn't say anything to stop them from leaving.

Even if Qin Feng had full confidence that he could crush this group of Iron Fist Sect disciples, guo Ye and the others would be able to obtain a portion of the treasure.

But!

Qin Feng did not need to do that!

In this world, if you want to obtain enough benefits, you must pay a price!

At least!

Your attitude must be clear!

Guo Ye and the others chose to escape with their lives in the face of danger. This meant that they had given up on the treasures inside.

Qin Feng was always reasonable, but it was impossible for him to give up the treasure for nothing.

Why would he stop Guo Ye and the others, then defeat all the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect, and give them some treasures for free?

This kind of action was a bit too stupid! Unless there was something wrong with his brain!

Seeing Guo Ye and the others leave, the young man leading the Iron Fist Sect, three Senior Brother, sneered disdainfully.

After that!

His gaze fell on Qin Feng once again, and he said coldly, "What, you brat, are you not planning to give up?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly. "Actually, the ones who should give up are you guys..."

"You are courting death!"

The Iron Fist Sect's Three Senior Brother furiously roared, "Kid, don't think that just because you're a Heavenly Dao Palace disciple, our Iron Fist Sect will be afraid of you!"

"There's no one in the entire Western Domain. It's worth our Iron Fist Sect's attention! "

"Third Senior Brother, why waste your breath on trash like him? The heavens are high and the emperors are far away, and the headquarters of the Heavenly Dao Palace is far, far away. Even if we kill this kid, we won't be able to do anything to him!"

At this moment!

A pockmarked Young man walked out from behind. He violently punched at Qin Feng with his fist!

In an instant!

That fist was as huge as a mountain, and it descended from the sky, heading straight for Qin Feng.

"Awoo..."

It was also at this moment!

It was on Qin Feng's shoulder. The Bun-Hit-Dog, who was quietly meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth.

Instantly!

This fist force that was as heavy as a mountain was actually directly swallowed into his stomach.

"What!? This fellow is strange!"

Young man's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he saw what happened. He quickly retreated frantically and said in shock: "Everyone, be careful! This brat's pet beast seems to be not simple!"

"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it just an attack that can devour zhenyuan? With its small size, how much could it devour? What's there to be afraid of!? "

The leader of the Iron Fist Sect, the Third Senior Brother, snorted coldly and waved his hand, ordering: "Everyone, attack together. I would like to see if this kid can still block it!"

Seeing this, Qin Feng gently rubbed Bun-hit-dog's small head. Looking at the group of Iron Fist Sect people, he said with a smile: "Actually this time, I still have to thank the few of you!"

"What do you mean?"

The Iron Fist Sect's Senior Brother, who was about to make a move, suddenly froze on the spot, not knowing what to say.

"Because it was all thanks to you that Guo Ye and the others were chased away. Otherwise, I would have had to divide the treasures with them!"

Qin Feng's eyes sparkled as he spoke.

An enormous aura and pressure instantly erupted from his body, shocking everyone present!

"What?! This kid's cultivation base is also at the Fate Stage? No! Furthermore, he's at the third level of the Fate Stage!"

"But, why do I feel that his aura is not much weaker than the Peerless Stage elders of our Iron Fist Sect?"

At this moment!

The Iron Fist Sect's Third Senior Brother was shocked and stared at Qin Feng in disbelief.

Now!

Qin Feng's cultivation base had reached an exaggerated level. It was not something an ordinary Fate Stage could imagine!

With his powerful physique, even if he didn't use the Martial Skills, it would be more than enough to kill a group of ordinary Fate Stage warriors!

If he used his full strength!

Even if it was a Peerless Stage Fighter!

He, Qin Feng, could still kill him!

Hence!

At this moment, Qin Feng unleashed his powerful Qi and pressure.

Instantly, all the disciples of Iron Fist Sect turned pale with fright, and their bodies kept trembling.

The aura and pressure of this level... It was simply not something that they, these people, could contend with!

"He's not an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace!"2

"Not good! Everyone, run!"

These people in front of them had almost all reached the Fate Stage, so they could sense how terrifying Qin Feng was.

They knew very well that even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be able to fight against this young man from the Heavenly Dao Palace.

"Everyone, split up and escape! Hurry up and find Eldest Brother and the other elders! We must tell them about the treasures of the ancient tomb! Tell them to come here as soon as possible!"

Very quickly!

The leader of the Iron Fist Sect, three Senior Brother, stepped on the ground and turned into a ray of light, pointing at the tip of his foot and shooting to the side.

When the other Iron Fist Sect disciples saw this, their faces were filled with shock. They all fled in different directions.

Seeing this, the corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up into a cold smile.

Swoosh!

With a thought!

Within the Sea of Consciousness, a stream of light suddenly burst out, quickly turning into countless Rune Light that filled the sky, spreading out in all directions!

In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a piece of flint!

Within a ten mile radius, a dense fog started to form, covering everything in the surroundings.

It did not take long!

The group of Fate Stage disciples of Iron Fist Sect were like headless flies, flying back and forth in the Misty Heart Formation, unable to escape...

And this!

This was one of the three Heart Formations that Qin Feng had carved into the Sea of Consciousness, the Misty Heart Formation!

Even Insight Realm Warriors, if he didn't have enough cultivation base, could only be trapped within, waiting to be slaughtered!

After that!

Qin Feng was leisurely strolling inside the Misty Heart Formation. He was leisurely walking inside the formation, heavily injuring and fainting the group of Iron Fist Sect disciples. He had completely lost his combat strength.

Even the strongest three Senior Brother had been severely injured by Qin Feng, causing him to vomit blood!

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