2195: C2195 Is He Crazy?

C2195 Is He Crazy?

At that time!

Everyone was stunned for a moment!

Elder Lin didn't even have time to react!

Only the young man heard Su Xiu-Er's scolding and instinctively retracted his hand. However, in the next second!

The seemingly ordinary and dull Cyan Steel Sword powerlessly fell down at this moment!

"Boom boom boom!"

The body of the sword swelled up as a stream of white sword light slashed through the void!

Yin and Yang were split into two!

The airflow was in chaos, it exploded in an instant!

The one hundred meter long sword light descended with a loud bang, as if it was a river of stars crashing down!

The killing aura unleashed a flood of energy as it roared!

The next second.

The youth's face was filled with fear. His heart stopped and all the blood in his body froze. He opened his mouth, but he was too terrified to even utter a single word!

He had even missed the chance to display the mystical abilities of the secret plane!

"Puchi!"

Blood splattered everywhere!

There was even a surge of hot-bloodedness scattered all over Elder Lin's body, clothes, hair, and face!

Soaked all over!

His internal organs fell to the ground as two halves of his body fell from between his eyebrows like two pieces of firewood!

Pata!

The great hall was deathly silent, as if it was under a great pressure!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide and their scalps were numb!

He watched as the youth was killed, then the cyan steel sword spun in a circle in the air before returning to Qin Feng's head spiritually. A drop of blood dripped down to the ground in front of him!

Everyone's attention shifted as well!

Finally, it stopped on Qin Feng's body!

He …

Divine sense?

It wasn't strange that divine intents were born. Every martial artist had their own divine intents, and they could sense everything within a hundred or a thousand meters!

There were many places where he could use his spiritual sense.

However, it was different if the soul of Divine Sense was born!

It was a threshold!

There were too many people that could not pass through, and that meant that all of them had their own bloodline martial artists, mystic realm martial artists!

These were the three main differences on the Great Dao. The main thing was to control weapons. There were very few truly honorable cultivators here!

One in a million talent!

He might not even be able to find one person among ten thousand who could refine the soul!

However, it could be said that regardless of cultivation speed, combat ability, defensive ability, or overall index, they were all top-notch existences!

Therefore, when Qin Feng controlled the Soul Treasure and released the ability of Sword Truth!

With his status, he had completely mastered the stone hammer.

A weapon wielding martial artist!

However, it was difficult for them to recover from their shock!

Qin Feng's bloodline had already reached the realm of becoming one. This required a lot of energy and resources!

There was no time to cultivate!

Not to mention divine sense, not to mention this talent, just the amount of soul stones and resources required wasn't something that anyone could afford!

Without a master, and without a master, even if one's talent was strong, it would still take many years to form the soul!

But Qin Feng did it!

With the combination of bloodlines, the divine soul was born!

What kind of f * cking talent was this!?

Was it perverted?

At this moment, Cai Lin's beautiful eyes constantly flashed, and her heart was even more shocked.

She already knew that Qin Feng was not a simple person!

She could accept a bloodline martial artist becoming one and reaching the late stage of the Spirit Realm!

After all, he was the one who had brutalized more than eighty of the Unsetting Mountain's disciples.

But what the hell was a flying magic tool!?

At this moment, Su Xiu`er was also stunned for a long time before she gradually recovered. When she looked at Qin Feng again, her gaze changed!

The fire that had been burning in his heart immediately dissipated!

However, Elder Lin was different. Even though he had gradually accepted the fact that Qin Feng was an artifact pilot, his disciple was killed right behind him!

Face-smacking, crazily face-smacking!

He's been slapped on the face by a disciple!

He had lost all his face.

At this moment, Wu San and the others also felt a wave of shock, their scalps tingling and their eyes trembling incessantly!

At the same time, he felt conflicted!

Qin Feng's bloodline was very strong, at least of the upper rank. Just now, he saw that white dragon. It belonged to the Dragon Type. From the looks of it, its potential was at least of the upper rank!

It would not be a problem to grow into a human form!

Therefore, he was tempted. He must take this person in as his disciple!

But now, the power Qin Feng displayed instantly made him lose his chance.

Item Manipulation!

He also had the talent to use a flying magic tool!

Didn't that mean they were going to be taken away by Zhongtianfeng's elders?

He did not have that kind of strength. The sect would not agree to leave behind a disciple who could control artifacts and not cultivate bloodlines!

Thinking of this, he sighed.

"You're courting death!"

Elder Lin flew into a rage as he opened the Castrum Divinitus. A ghastly aura shrouded the area as the wails and howls of ghosts resounded through the air!

It even gave off a piercing and dazzling demonic sound!

Disturbing people's minds and causing them to fall into a state of panic!

As he watched, a ghost claw emerged from the Divine Mansion, emitting a deadly aura of death, directly grabbing towards Qin Feng!

Qin Feng's legs were stiff!

He was not afraid, but he was very afraid. He could not move, and was surrounded by ghost aura. He could not even release his bloodline!

"Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, you don't have to fear that the higher ups will blame you, just do it!"

"Hehe …"

"There's not even one out of ten thousand Artifact Manipulating martial practitioners, and the entire Misty Cloud Sect does not exceed a hundred people!"

"It was extremely difficult to find an accident. If you are going to be injured like this, and if you are able to withstand the anger of an elder of the Supreme Profound rank, then go ahead and attack!"

Just when the Ghost Claw landed on Qin Feng's head, the five of them sneered and said!

At the same time!

Su Xiu`er also walked over and reminded Elder Lin, "Senior Apprentice Brother Lin, let's forget about this matter. That disciple of yours has a dirty mouth. Sooner or later, he will die.

"Let's stop. Zhongfeng is not someone we can afford to provoke!"

Elder Lin gritted his teeth and stared at Qin Feng. After pondering for a long time, he withdrew his Divine Mansion and the Ghost Claw disappeared!

All the disciples in the hall had deathly pale faces. They had regained their breath and were gasping for air!

"Scram!"

"Don't let this old man see you at the Unstoppable Peak, otherwise I will not forgive you!"

Elder Lin shouted in fury!

It could be seen that he was on the verge of vomiting blood, but he could not. He could only crush his teeth and swallow them!2

To kill his disciple in front of him, what a violent slap in the face!

As an elder, if this matter were to be spread out, he would probably lose all face and fall in love with the circle of elders!

However, the talent of Qin Feng's flying magic tool was the protective talisman!

Therefore, he could not kill him!

Even though he had established a calamity, no one dared to kill him!

This was the privilege of a flying magic tool!

"Qin Feng, come with me to Zhongshan."

At the door, five of them shouted in a dejected tone.

The moment Qin Feng was about to turn around!

A voice resounded in his mind!

It was Di Wudao!

"This Emperor wants to experience the strength of the ghost in his Divine Palace!"

One sentence!

Hot blood surged through his veins!

Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and raised his hand …

Pointing at Elder Lin!

"What is he trying to do?"

"What else do you want!?"

"Crazy! He's crazy!"

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