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Chapter 1737: Eastern Sword Ancestor, Northern Qianji

Holding the cup of dragon beard tea, he sipped it silently. After a moment, Qin Feng put down the tea cup, slowly took out the sixth-level bone finger gloves from the ring and put them on.

The ten fingers trembled slightly, and the dull tapping sounds of the joints came and went.

"Goo!"

Thunder Dove raised its head to indicate that it was hungry.

Gently pinching the feathers on his forehead, Qin Feng took out a box of crystal glazed cakes from the ring and opened it in front of him.

"Goo!"

Shaking his head, Thunder Dove began to peck at the crystal glass cake in front of him.

"Qin Feng, do you dare to come down and make friends with me through martial arts!" Thunderous shouts resounded throughout the martial arts training ground.

A young man wearing crimson flame armor and holding a sharp spear had reached the center at some point and was staring at Qin Feng with burning eyes.

Qin Feng smiled, threw a thunder pigeon soup dumpling into his mouth, stretched out his hand to hold it, and found that the Overlord Black Halberd had been easily pulled out after it had sunk half a foot into the ground.

"Brother Feng, where are you going?" Butterfly opened his eyes in a daze and stared blankly at Qin Feng's back.

"If someone wants to pick a fight with me, I'll go take a look." Carrying a heavy black halberd, Qin Feng smiled and turned to look at Butterfly, then strode towards the center like a meteor.

Stopping in his tracks, Qin Feng glanced at the red-armored young man in front of him. He was majestic and tall, and his aura was almost the same as his own.

The peak of the third level.

A group of people's eyes fell on the two of them, and various rustling voices began to sound.

The dean in a vest sitting on the high platform had his eyes narrowed to slits.

He had some impression of Zhao Yang, one of the top ten talents of Young Dragon War King Academy.

The opponent's aura is calm, like a rock. He specializes in repairing guns on weekdays. He has all levels of marksmanship at his fingertips. It can be said that he is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Almost no one at the same level can match it.

In the venue, both parties looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Vibrant purple thunder light lingered all over Qin Feng's body, and the air was filled with explosive aura.

After breaking through the third level of peak cultivation, the spiritual power in the body has undergone a qualitative change, and the condensed thunder and lightning spiritual power is different from the past.

"You are very strong, Qin Feng, and you can actually fight against Prison Dragon Chensi. Although I can't beat you, I still want to challenge you!" Zhao Yang looked solemn.

The crimson spear in his hand suddenly exerted force, and the cold light splashed out, like a huge wave! You can still vaguely smell the smell of water vapor, the peak of Xuan level martial arts, the shocking wave kills!

Qin Feng moved, the purple electric halberd shadow slashed down, whistling suddenly, the air waves undulating, the heavy and violent pressure was as powerful as breaking bamboo and breaking the huge water waves!

The target was pointed directly at Zhao Yang's head.

Zhao Yang's pupils shrank, and he was extremely horrified. His proud martial arts were broken by the opponent, which made him feel a little disheartened.

A deafening, sonorous percussion sound sounded!

The sparks generated by the collision between the Overlord's Black Halberd and the body of the crimson spear shook the group of onlookers at the academy and subconsciously covered their ears.

Zhao Yang's face turned red, and wisps of blood slowly dripped down his mouth and nose.

There are two deep footprints on the hard bluestone floor under your feet, and the cracks in the bluestone are spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The second halberd of the Overlord Black Halberd was slashed out!

The speed was so fast that before Zhao Yang could react, the gun body suddenly bent, and the cracked bluestone slabs could no longer withstand the tremendous force and began to break apart!

"I give up!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood mist, Zhao Yang looked in horror at Qin Feng, who was calmly smoking a refreshing stick in front of him.

After hearing this, the thick ghost arm disappeared, and the black halberd dropped and was held by Qin Feng.

The other party actually didn't use all his strength and even had time to stop smoking!

The disheveled Zhao Yang quickly swallowed a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, nodded to Qin Feng, and then retreated into the crowd.

A defeat is a defeat after all.

He, Zhao Yang, would not cheat.

"So rough!"

"I just said that Junior Brother Qin Feng is dark and thick. Who can resist this?"

"Zhao Yang could only last two rounds and then lost."

"..."

"How about it, Dean Meng Jiang, isn't Qin Feng good?"

The dean in the vest smiled and looked at the silver-haired waist-length decadent loli who was chewing on the crocodile leg next to him.

"Very good, very strong."

"Unfortunately, it seems that the realm of soul masters is not very good. Is it an Erqi soul master?" The mother-in-law said calmly after glancing at the thunder dove and the black fire scale dragon.

Hearing this, the dean of the vest scratched his head, and for a moment, he suppressed a sentence: "I don't know very well, this brat has raised a lot of animal pets, it seems to be three contracts? But he didn't bring them."

Dean Mother-in-law sighed quietly and continued to chew on the crocodile leg in her hand.

Hearing the sigh, the dean in the vest grinned: "Don't worry, I've already told that kid not to do anything stupid."

"Tell him not to challenge Longquan."

"Longquan, do you dare to come out and challenge?"

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the half-eaten crocodile leg dropped to the ground.

A trace of mist filled his eyes.

The crocodile's leg fell off!

"Very good!" Long Quan, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep in the crowd, opened his eyes, his pupils filled with violence!

It is not allowed to hurt people's lives by using force to make friends, but it is still allowed to accidentally maim someone, kill a pet, etc.

"Chen Si, Chen Shi, Chen Huo, come with me to meet Qin Feng!"

"Yes, Master."

Tatsumi's figure disappeared, and in mid-air, a ferocious and domineering prison dragon figure began to circle, flanked by the two sluggish dragons, one white and one red.

Pushing away the crowd blocking his way, Long Quan had an excited smile on his face.

"Goo!"

The thunder dove ran up to Qin Feng with small steps, the feathers on its head stood straight up, and its bird's eyes looked solemnly at the three terrifying beasts in the sky!

"Are you afraid, little fat pigeon?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Goo!"

Thunder Dove nodded, indicating that he was scared, could he not fight?

Qin Feng's face darkened, and he couldn't help but slapped him on the head, and pulled off a bird feather. The thunder pigeon's eyes were filled with tears in pain, and its feathers instantly fell limply.

The worst thing is pain.

Don't be afraid, just contain the two dragons. I will deal with Chensi and Longquan.

Qin Feng was extremely calm, spit out smoke, and then took out a thunder pigeon soup dumpling and shook it in front of the thunder pigeon: "Open your mouth and give you a thunder and lightning boost."

"Goo!"

The thunder pigeon was reluctant to open its mouth, perhaps because it was too big. The thunder pigeon choked a little and rolled its eyes slightly.

After silently giving him a cup of sour plum soup, Thunder Pigeon calmed down.

Traces of black and purple violent thunder fire spread rapidly from its body involuntarily, and even a pair of lavender bird's eyes turned into violent black and purple!

Thunder pigeon soup dumplings have additional bonuses against thunder-type wild beasts.

[Author's digression]: Yesterday, I indulged myself on Friday and played games all night. I didn't wake up until six o'clock.
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