"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Seeing this huge fantasy beast pounce on this side, Feng Qingbo looked proud and flew to the front of Qincheng and punched out.

The two forces collided instantly, Feng Qingbo retreated slightly, and the five-patterned illusion beast flew backwards several feet.

Regardless of whether Qin Cheng's killer move can work in the end, he must show his level.

Let Chu Ting see that her ability is not weak.

"roar!"

The phantom beast flew backwards, and rushed forward with a roar.

Feng Qingbo hummed lowly and also blasted at the Five-Secret Illusion Beast that was rushing towards him.

Boom boom boom boom!

This man and a beast were bombarded not far from Qin City.

"What's wrong with Daoist Feng today? What Qin Yaozun wants is his defense. Why does he seem to want to kill the five-patterned illusion beast with his own strength?"

Seeing Feng Qingbo making all his strength, Zhang Jingxiu and others who were pulling other monsters not far away frowned and were a little suspicious.

If you fight like Feng Qingbo, it is unclear whether you can kill these five-patterned illusion beasts, but the consumption of spiritual energy is definitely terrifying.

As the bombardment hit again and again, Feng Qingbo gradually sweated on his forehead and began to breathe.

Oops, I seem to be pretending to be too big.

He overestimated the spiritual energy he had left at the moment, and underestimated the determination of these five-patterned illusion beasts to kill Qin Cheng.

I didn't expect that this bastard guy would attack like crazy.

But now I'm backing up, do I have any face?

Feng Qingbo is a little ache.

I had swear to myself before, saying that no matter how long Qin Cheng was ready, I could stop this beast. Now I ask for help and retreat, wouldn’t I be completely embarrassed?

Why didn't Qin Cheng's killer move come yet?

Is this guy OK?

Bang!

Just as Feng Qingbo finally felt his arms numb and was repelled by the phantom beast, he finally heard the sound of Qin Cheng like rain in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, retreat."

Feeling the back, a sensation that made him rush to the extreme, Feng Qingbo calmed down and flew backwards.

call out!

Just as Feng Qingbo did not dodge his figure, a bright sword light that made him unable to help but close his eyes flew out under his feet.

After accumulating a full ten breaths, Qincheng's kill of the Immortal King also condensed more than 6,000 slashes.

The sharp sword light instantly fell on the five-patterned phantom beast that was close to him.

Although Qin Cheng's strength has not been fully restored, the time has been given enough, and the number of sword lights that can be condensed will not be less.

The number of more than 6,000 slashes makes the power of the Immortal King slashes close to the fifth-grade immortal technique!

On Jiuzhou Land, fifth-grade immortal techniques and immortal weapons are almost the top existences in this world.

If this method cannot even kill a five-patterned illusion beast, then few people will probably pass the trial of the Morning Mist Forest.

With a swish.

Almost like cutting a tofu with a knife, the sword light instantly split the five-patterned illusion beast in half. Then the sword light did not diminish and rushed towards the previous one that was specifically explained by Qin Cheng, and Chu Ting and others gathered into a straight line.

other illusion beasts.

Kick!

The sword light was in the group of phantom beasts, like a hungry wolf killing into the flock of sheep. When the phantom beasts that were exposed to the front were either directly killed, or broken hands and feet, or even less than half of their body.


Chapter completed!