The bones broke in an instant, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but at the same time, his Chang Yan Sword directly penetrated Qin Feng's back from behind.

"I'm injured, and you can't be better off either!"

He shouted angrily and immediately launched a counterattack, slashing at Qin Feng's head, but he was dodged. Then Qin Feng pulled out the sword from behind and threw it directly at him.

"Thank you for giving it back to me!"

When he took it in his hand, he immediately realized something was wrong because it was filled with viscous liquid.

"That's all?" Qin Feng sneered. His hand was instantly paralyzed on the spot. After being unable to move, his combat effectiveness was greatly weakened.

"Feiyan, you really underestimate me. Do you think a bottle of powder can defeat me? It's simply ridiculous!"

Qin Feng's pace gradually approached. The moment he wanted to run, Qin Feng grabbed his shoulder from behind, then suddenly raised it and smashed it towards the ground!

The weapon in his hand flew out instantly, and at the same time, a powerful aura instantly filled his body. He turned around and punched Qin Feng's control, and quickly launched a counterattack. Countless fist shadows were everywhere like the wind, instantly killing Qin Feng. Feng's offensive was repulsed, and the moment he kicked Qin Feng away, his figure flashed!

It appeared directly above him and landed with one kick. Qin Feng blocked it with both hands. The moment it landed, cracks appeared on the ground. Then he swung it out with force to repel it.

"Since we are fighting to the death, there is nothing more to say. Prepare to accept my wrath!"

Feiyan snorted coldly, and just as he was preparing to charge up his strength, a black flying knife suddenly passed over his left chest.

A hole appeared on the spot, which was completely penetrated. His heart was instantly destroyed, and his eyes widened.

"Although your counterattack was wonderful, it was unnecessary." Qin Feng clenched his right hand, and the flying knife came back instantly. There was no blood on it, and Feiyan's body fell down.

"Next is you." Qin Feng turned to look at the little witch. Although she has a stature like a lolita, her fighting power is incomparable to that of ten cows.

She kept waving her hands, controlling the flying knife to quickly cut everyone, but at this moment they also gave up the attack, and for a while relied on the protective armor given by Qin Feng to resist the opponent's attack.

But even so, it was very uncomfortable, and the impact forced them to retreat continuously.

"Damn it, why is this turtle shell so hard? It can't even be broken!"

She gritted her teeth and turned to take a casual look at Feiyan's battlefield, only to find that this guy had fallen to the ground and burped.

"what!"

Her eyes suddenly widened, and she didn't even realize that the next second, there was a cool breeze behind her.

The five spikes controlled by his hands shattered instantly and turned into hundreds of flying knife fragments flying back towards her.

"You little witch, your attack power is quite strong. You can suppress the rest of us by yourself!"

Qin Feng stretched out his hand. Even though her speed was very fast, it was useless.

Before the flying knife came back, Qin Feng's right hand grabbed her neck with a snap and lifted it up.

"Let go, let go!"

She struggled, but her legs were not touching the ground, and the purple light in her eyes was still shining.

The hundreds of blades around her were also aimed at Qin Feng under her control.

"If you dare to kill me, I will definitely make you suffer heavy losses!"

She gritted her teeth and threatened.

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