Deity of the Emperor

"Anyone, killed me in front of the Siying Gang?

Do you really think my Siying Gang is a bunch of goods? "

Li Qingfeng's eyes were cold.

The three help died, and he was naturally angry.

But Siying Gang would not fall if he was there.

In fact, over the years, He Zhen, Yuan Mao, and Cao Huatong have become increasingly unconvinced.

Qin Chen's killing of three people made him a lot easier.

But now, directly killed in front of Siying Gang, that is, Qin Chen killed himself! Boom ... And at this moment, many people in the entire Qing Mo City and Dongcheng District felt the sound of a trembling sound, and it was transmitted as if the tall buildings collapsed and the earth fell.

"Siying Gang, Qin Chen visits!"

A voice, large and small, spread throughout the Siying Gang.

This voice sounded, Li Qingfeng's face was gloomy and terrible! "Jack!"

With a low roar, Li Qingfeng roared, "Look for death!"

Rumble ... Outside, the crackling sounded at this moment.

Li Qingfeng walked out of the courtyard at this moment.

When you look up, you see it.

Above the sky, there are nine fierce beasts with huge physiques, dark red scale armor, and a pair of wings, fluttering the wind.

In that mouth, he continued to spit out the hot breath, and blasted the surrounding buildings frantically.

Within the Siying Gang, the screams continued.

"presumptuous!"

He slammed loudly at the moment.

At this moment Li Qingfeng, the figure vacated and shot with a palm.

Jiuying saw that huge palm was killed, and a head swept out at this moment.

With a bang, the blood burst.

Jiuying's head was cut off! "Madan!"

Jiuying scolded: "Four Saints, you said it earlier, I won't fix it!"

At this moment, the head that was cut off slowly gathered out.

Jiuying looked at Li Qingfeng with an indifferent expression on his face.

At this moment, Qin Chen's eyes were a little calm.

"Who are you?"

Li Qingfeng said coldly.

"Blowing snow fast, Qin Chen!"

Qin Chen looked at Li Qingfeng and said indifferently, "You are Li Qingfeng?"

Li Qingfeng snorted.

"Why did I blow Xuezhai?"

Li Qingfeng heard this and chuckled: "If the strength is not good, then only the swallowed part, this is the way to survive or die in Qing Mo City!"

"Really ..." "I see!"

Qin Chen stepped forward at this moment.

Up and down the body, the power was released.

"Poor Dragon Fist!"

Without saying a word, stepped out of Jiuying and punched directly to Li Qingfeng.

The roar sounded.

At this moment Li Qingfeng, his figure regressed.

However, a burst of breath was released from the body.

False Saint Quadruple! As the founder of the Siying Gang, he is also the most powerful and naturally has the strongest strength.

False Saint Quadruple! In this Dongcheng District, it definitely belongs to the strongest category.

"Let me see how you, the Tenfold Saint, killed the three of He Zhen!"

"It seems the three guys are dead, aren't you sad?"

Qin Chen responded.

"sad?

There are some, but more are relieved. "

Qin Chen turned to understand.

"That being the case, there is nothing to say."

One word fell, two figures were instantly killed.

Boom ... Qin Chen's whole body was full of strength.

Sheer hard.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng's eyes had a little dignity.

"Your physical body is strengthened!"

Qin Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's equivalent to the strengthening of each other's two sacred bodies!"

"No wonder He Zhen will die from your hands!"

"But even then, if you think you can kill me, you are very wrong!"

"That may not be so!"

In the hands of Qin Chen, the fists are blooming.

"Evil Dragon Fist!"

A bang, sounded at this moment.

A punch blows out, and the fist roars, like a vicious wolf, between brave and brutal, giving a kind of overbearing temperament.

Alas ... At this moment, Li Qingfeng, the figure goes backwards.

"Hunyuan Qing Shengjue!"

Between the retreat of Li Qingfeng's figure, a strong breath erupted.

"Hunyuan broke his palm!"

One palm waved out, and the wind screamed, and the palm scar became bigger and bigger, eventually turned into a hundred feet, and then spread out suddenly.

A bang, passed at this moment.

In front of Qin Chen, all of them were all palm prints.

The attack of martial arts in the virtual holy realm, holy power and soul power, can be compatible with each other. This is also a place where the virtual holy is stronger than the martial arts.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked cold.

"Magic Dragon Fist!"

A punch was blown out, and howling winds blew out at the moment.

The domineering breath is superimposed.

At this moment, the entire four British gang surrounded, as if the dragons were galloping, and all forces gathered.

The overbearing momentum broke out.

A bang, sounded at this moment.

Sky palm shadows and fist marks exploded directly.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng had a cold look and kept a distance from Qin Chen and no longer approached.

At this moment, Qin Chen was contemptuous.

"Four Holy Saints, nothing more!"

That's right, there are fourfolds of nothingness, nothing more.

In Qin Chen's eyes, that's all.

Li Qingfeng was furious.

Being a child who is a top ten saint, so underestimated, no one will remain indifferent.

"Tunyuanling ten punches!"

For a moment, Daodaoquan shadows spread out at this moment.

Overbearing momentum, wave after wave.

Li Qingfeng's whole body was up and down, and strength burst out.

The surging breath was released.

The ten boxing shadows are different from each other, but they kill Qin Chen from all directions.

"Light Dragon Fist!"

One flick.

Suddenly, the light was shining.

The power of each and every word is passed on at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Siying Gang was flashing white light everywhere.

And from that white light, every fist shadow burst out at this moment.

More than ten! Hundreds of thousands.

Rumble ... The earth roared, and the power burst.

In a blink of an eye, the boxing in front of Li Qingfeng was gradually faded.

In the end, it disappeared completely.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked with a trace of indifference, looking at the breathless Li Qingfeng.

"How is it now?"

Li Qingfeng's face was pale.

Every time he made a move, he was perfectly suppressed by Qin Chen.

If this had been the case, he would have no place to die.

How did this guy do it?

It's just the top ten! Qin Chen at this moment, but it doesn't matter.

Step in between, and hit the boxer directly.

Simple and rude, but useful.

Eight dragon holy fist, pay attention to the strong burst of punching power.

More based on physical explosive power.

This is why Qin Chen chose to use this holy tactic as the foundation in the nine-day world.

Physical strength! He now has strong physical strength.

Incorporating the remains of the First Life, the strength of the physical body can be called domineering, not to mention being compared to the saint, at least not worse than the false saint.

Even if it is the Fourfolds of Void Saint, compared with him, he is not an opponent.

Soul power cannot suppress him! The physical body is even worse than him.

What does Li Qingfeng use to win him! At this moment, Li Qingfeng's heart gradually calmed down.