Chapter 1774

Qin Zong stood in front of the door, and his body didn't show any strong spiritual strength.

Instead, it was quiet.

But I can feel a particularly powerful pressure and almost creepy danger.

That sense of danger, as if he were facing an ancient fierce beast.

The complexion of Tianfeng Yi cliff was slightly dignified, and his dark purple eyes were facing Qin Zong's deep cold eyebrows.

"You can't get in."

Qin Zong's eyes were cold and cold.

I don't know why the powerful spiritual power of Tianfeng Yiya, which was originally raging, even seemed a little stagnant under Qin Zong's eyes.

His momentum is not as strong as before.

The clanging crash and shouting around have sounded.

Yan Rong and song Lingfeng are leading the people, and kill the group of people brought by Tianfeng Yiya.

In the air, light blue mental forces collide with each other from time to time.

The dark purple eyes of Tianfeng Yiya were raised. He looked at the closed door: "if you can't get in, you have to get in!"

His broad robe sleeves suddenly rose, and countless silver mental forces formed a light ball around him and crashed into the poor Qin Zong.

Qin Zong's handsome and unparalleled face did not move, but raised his hand lightly.

The powerful attack of Tianfeng Yi cliff seemed to be swallowed up by different space in an instant. It disappeared completely before Qin Zong.

The breeze blew by my ears.

Blowing the broken hair in front of Qin Zong's forehead reveals the man's icy temperament.

He looked up slowly. "I said you couldn't get in today."

The dark purple pupil bottom of Tianfeng Yiya had a wave light flowing, which covered his fear and surprise.

How is that possible?

He knew the strength of his just hit and absolutely used 80% of his strength.

A non-s-class spiritual warrior can never take over.

The last time I saw Qin Zong, Qin Zong was just a class a spiritual force.

It's only half a month.

His strength can climb so far?!

Qin Zong downplayed his fatal blow.

The sky wind is easy and the cliff looks heavy.

The heart was already stormy, but the face with some feminine and handsome did not show half a startled color, but shot again.

This time, he no longer had any hands left.

The fierce and swift attacks hit Qin Zong again and again.

However, his powerful spiritual power, which was enough to raze the Marshal's mansion to the ground, somehow disappeared when it fell on Qin Zong.

It was as if a fist had hit the cotton, and there was no response at all.

The more you attack, the more frightened Tianfeng Yiya becomes.

He could not feel any power in Qin Zong.

No spirit, no force.

Not even the inexplicable ethereal power of Yan Tao's cultivation.

However, his attack could not fall on Qin Zong.

Qin Zong protected the room behind him.

Tianfeng Yiya frowned deeply.

However, the movement under his hands did not slow down, but the attack became more and more rapid.

He doesn't believe it. Qin Zong has no weakness!

In just half a month, no matter how talented he is and how strong his physique is, he can't cross a big level!

Even far above him.

When the two were at a white heat.

A dark light beam suddenly fell from the sky and flew straight to Qin Zong's vest.

Feel the hot wind behind.

Qin Zong's face was cold. He raised his eyes. The attack of Tianfeng Yiya had come near.

Two attacks directly killed his retreat.