"You..." Fenglang turned the corner and could not be happy. He stared at Qin Dong with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't because of the shock in his heart at this time.

, it’s hard to describe in words.

Qin Dong waved his hand lightly to signal Feng Lang to stop talking. He reached out to remove the flying knife inserted into his shoulder, and at the same time sealed his acupuncture points with a wave of his fingers to stop the flow of blood.

"You...who are you?" Han Shizhao had a lingering fear on his face. If the finger Qin Dong pointed out just now had been aimed not at his palm but at his heart, then he would have become a

A corpse. Qin Dong’s place

The cultivation level displayed made Han Shizhao have to believe that Qin Dong's cultivation level was far above him, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of anyone who had a higher level of cultivation than him in the Xiran Continent.

A number one person like Qin Dong.

"Is this flying knife yours?" Qin Dong did not answer his question, but played with the flying knife and asked calmly.

"Yes...it's mine." Han Shizhao felt a little guilty.[

"Okay, I'll give it back to you!" Qin Dong said, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, the flying knife immediately turned into a silver lightning and shot straight towards Han Shizhao's right shoulder blade.

Han Shizhao's heart was shaken, and he realized that something was wrong, so he quickly gathered 100% of his cultivation power, and used a swift and shocking palm force to shoot down the flying knife.

Han Shizhao underestimated Qin Dong, and even more underestimated himself. His palm was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper to the flying knives. As soon as Han Shizhao's palm spread, he was struck by the flying knives.

As soon as it passed through, Han Shizhao didn't even have time to retract his palm. The flying knife made a hiss and penetrated deeply into his shoulder blade.

The knife that Han Shizhao shot at Feng Lang only penetrated Feng Lang's flesh and did not damage the bones, but Qin Dong's knife was at least ten times more powerful than his. The power of chaos carried by the flying knife,

The moment it penetrated Han Shizhao's shoulder blade, it suddenly exploded. It was like a grenade, exploding from Han Shizhao's body, and with a bang, Han Shizhao's entire shoulder blade was completely shattered.

Such severe pain was definitely not something ordinary people could bear. Han Shizhao only had time to let out a cry of pain before he passed out.

Long Quan and Feng Lang, you looked at me and I looked at you. They both suspected that what Qin Dong shot was not a flying knife at all, but a grenade!

"You... where did you come from?" A fifth-level monk was destroyed by Qin Dong in an instant. This was also a huge loss to Sun Yao Pavilion. Richen didn't think about it beforehand.

However, when such a situation happened, everyone was stunned.

Qin Dong did not rush to pay attention to him, but turned to Feng Lang and smiled and said, "Brother Feng, since Sun Yao Pavilion is here for my pet, let me handle this matter."

After seeing Qin Dong's methods, Feng Lang realized that he was ignorant of Mount Tai and had used a big knife in front of Guan Gong. If he had known that Qin Dong had such magical powers, there would be no need for him to jump out and take charge of the matter.
Chapter completed!