Chapter 937： Like a god

"What sound is this!"

Suddenly someone reacted and couldn't help shouting.

"Boom!"

Above the void, the voice grew louder and louder.

In between, a **** was born.

"over there!"

Finally, someone reacted.

Moving towards the void, the center that was besieged by the four powerhouses pointed to the past.

There, the brilliance was everywhere, the wind was blowing, and the endless brilliance burst out of it instantly.

"roll!"

A long roar suddenly spread.

The voice was exactly that of Qin Feng. At this moment, his voice resembled a thunder, shaking the sky and moving the earth, and the space around him was hunting and hunting.

"Chang!"

A sword glow filled out, as if it was the first holy light of the heaven and earth in the immemorial period.

"laugh……"

In an instant, the sword light seemed to have ignited the void, and the endless sword aura suddenly flashed out, turning into countless divine waterfalls, opening up the world, tearing ten directions.

"Boom Rumble"

Between the cracks of the heaven and the earth, a thin figure holding a long sword stood there and looked down upon the sky.

That thin figure, seemingly ordinary, but standing there, there is a kind of aspiration to this world, this place, and this universe.

The eyes were shining with cold light, and the whole body was lingering in it, and the boundless mysterious aura showed incisively and vividly. The endless sword light lingered around this body, compared with the violent boxing, the sword technique was obviously more powerful.

This person is Qin Feng!

At this moment, no one can forget the scene in front of them.

That figure, that killing, that endless chill was enough to leave an unconcealable trace in their hearts like a brand.

In that Qin Feng's body, countless traces appeared, forming a halo lingering in it.

That is the trace formed by the sword intent blessing the sword qi.

"What a powerful sword intent..."

"We seem to have forgotten that what this young man is good at is not boxing, but swordsmanship..."

"The power of one person, comprehend the intent of fist and sword, this kid, peerlessly enchanting, has attracted worldwide attention!"

Seeing that Qin Feng, everyone couldn't help but murmured.

Miaoyue's pretty face paled, and in her beautiful eyes, there were all shock and panic.

All this happened too much.

Looking at the thin figure, Miaoyue felt for the first time what it meant to be true fear and what it meant to be death approaching.

She has repeatedly targeted Qin Feng because she holds that her brother is the Golden Emperor, who is the future ruler of the Canghai Sect, and even one of the nine imperial disciples.

No matter how tyrannical Qin Feng was, he didn't dare to shoot himself.

And such an idea is obviously a kind of bullying and fear of hardship.

But this time, here!

She was scared, really scared!

What kind of eyes are that?

Cold, bitter, like a sword, and ruthless!

These eyes, like the eyes of the **** of death, unconsciously felt a chill spread from the depths of the soul, freezing the whole body.

"Humph"

At this moment, the group of four people above the void couldn't help but snorted together.

Whether it is the ancient son of the sky, the king of ice, or even the bone king Liu Yi and this true dragon son, they all have very ugly faces.

Today, it is a rare thing for them to work together to make a move. Now such a situation has occurred. With the power of four people, there is no way to suppress Qin Feng, but he counterattacks.

For them, that is a great face slap!