Villain: On The Day I Was Born, The Ten Empresses Came To The Door

The three killers are all in the same space.

The record of the seven crowned king is definitely not as good as that of the nine crowned king.

There is nothing wrong with the King of the Nine Crowns refreshing the combat power.

Through that dazzling light, all the Great Emperors saw Zhuo Bufan, the nine-crowned king with sword eyebrows and star eyes.

"what…!"

"This nine crown king is too hard!"

"In order to be the first in combat power, one of the hands seems to be broken."

Careful Tang Yan saw Zhuo Bufan's soft left arm and said.

Obviously injured.

"Young people today are really dedicated!"

"This is only the first stage!"

"There's no need for that!"

The old Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect also found something wrong and said in a cold tone.

Qi Daolin took a closer look, his face paled.

Indeed, Zhuo Bufan in that picture seems to have dislocated his left arm.

There was also a little blood, dripping down the fingertips.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Is it necessary to fight so hard for a combat power first?"

Qi Daolin's old face trembled, and he secretly said in his heart.

Suddenly, they saw a young man through the bronze tablet.

The blood on the boy's body is rolling!

The boy flickered and disappeared in an instant.

Appearing again, he has come to Zhuo Bufan, the nine-crowned king.

The young man waved his fist, and with his fleshly body, the volley punched it down.

On the fist, it was entangled with runes, like a flood of beasts, squeezing the air out of shape.

Zhuo Bufan's face sank.

This time, he must not be careless.

He hurriedly raised his right hand, and a terrifying spiritual mist poured out.

The spiritual mist condensed into a wall, blocking the fist.

"Bang...!"

With a muffled sound, the spiritual mist dissipated, and the King of Nine Crowns took three steps back again.

from time to time.

Zhuo Bufan, who has always been steady, turned pale.

The opponent's Saint Realm Cultivation Base, the power of one punch is enough to shake everything.

In the Quasi Emperor, the thick wall that he condensed with Spiritual Qi is unbreakable.

But now, it's only a punch.

With one punch, he took three steps back, which was really scary.

"What a terrifying power!"

"What kind of physique is this, Zhuo Bufan's spiritual wall can't stop it."

Outside, Tang Yan saw this scene, opened his mouth wide, and muttered.

"No...Impossible!"

Qi Daolin's lips trembled, and his old face couldn't hold back.

He has a hunch that this year's Tianjiao list, the Immortal Palace seems to be unable to get it.

This emperor is not only arrogant, but also arrogant in strength.

"Amitābha, this person is related to my Buddhism."

The old Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas squinted his eyes, called out a Buddha name, and said.

The old way of Wanfo Sect.

It feels good, I want to measure it.

However, Qin Feng only showed the tip of the iceberg.

The real strength is reserved for beheading son of fortune.

There is no need to waste too many trump cards on such mortals.

Yes, what a few crowns.

In Qin Feng's eyes, they are all mortals, just a little bit stronger than mortals.

Unless it is the ten crown prince who goes out in person, he will take it seriously.

"Just because of you, you still want to stop me and court death."

Qin Feng didn't care about the battle power list.

Beat up the two of them first.

"One finger detachment."

Qin Feng raised his index finger and pressed it down on Zhuo Bufan.

Suddenly, a holy light appeared instantly.

The dazzling light made Zhuo Bufan's face sink again.

Under this finger, he smelled a hint of crisis.

"Treasure art, the mad dragon goes out to sea!"

Zhuo Bufan danced with his right hand, mobilizing the runes all over his body, turning it into a secret treasure technique, and confronting Qin Feng's one-finger detachment.

In an instant, a Flood Dragon shone out, bringing with it a gust of wind and rain.

It looks loud.

But Qin Feng looked disdainful, and continued to push his finger to detach and press down.

Not everyone can have Ten Evils, or ancient magic.

Like Zhuo Bufan's Treasures, it's just pure-blooded Jiaolong Treasures.

Compared with Qin Feng, the difference is not a star and a half.

"呲呲...!"

Where the Holy Light passed, it was detached from everything, and Jiaolong was shivering under pressure.

The next second, Jiaolong was directly wiped out by the ancient Dafa.

"boom…!"

A loud bang.

Zhuo Bufan was shrouded in countless holy rays of light, unable to move.

Under the holy light, he seemed to see an angel and heaven.

The whole person was in a trance, and his expression was frozen.

The body is being baptized by the Holy Light, and the soul has lost its operation.

“Damn it…!”

"What law is this?"

The Eighth Crown Prince Yang Anzhi scolded and hurriedly stepped in to support him.

If he doesn't make a move again, the nine-crown king Zhuo Bufan will be out of the game.

"Treasure art, meteor shower!"

Yang Anzhi waved his hands, and countless firelights fell from the sky, dense like raindrops.

It enveloped Qin Feng and Zhuo Bufan.

Although it is possible to hurt Zhuo Bufan, he can't care so much at this time.

Just save it.

The fire all over the sky made the surroundings rise steadily.

Qin Feng remained calm and motionless.

"Do you want to play group attack with me?"

"Lei Di Treasures, Thunder Sea"

Qin Feng grinned, his left hand slowly raised, and countless runes jumped along with it.

In an instant, there were dark clouds over Yang Anzhi's head, and thunder and lightning were interspersed.

"Boom...!"

Dozens of lightning powers passed through the void.

With lightning speed, he descended.

The lightning speed was so fast that Yang Anzhi was caught off guard.

"boom…!"

"boom…!"

"Crack...!"

With a loud bang, the entire space shook.

And where Yang Anzhi was, there was only a pool of blood and two storage rings.

The dignified eight crown king!

Under the thunderbolt technique, it was completely shattered.

"It's a pity that I couldn't devour his Spiritual Qi."

Qin Feng glanced at it, slightly lost.

In Qin Feng's hands, the Quasi Emperor was as fragile as paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

Because of this slightly Fractionated Divinity, the nine-crown champion Zhuo Bufan has a chance to breathe.

He hurriedly engraved his name on the jade pendant and injected a Blood Essence.

Then, he took a breath and rushed into the door of space in the next link.

That's right, the closest to him is the door of space in the next link.

He doesn't even want to enter the next space.

But life is more important.

"what…!"

"It's pretty slippery!"

Qin Feng looked at Zhuo Bufan who was running away, and slapped him with his backhand.

"Bang" sound.

A palm hit his back.

With the strength of ten thousand hectares, he was sent to the next link.

The Nine Crown King is not dead.

However, this palm was enough to cause him to hurt the source.

Without one hundred and eighty years, or many great medicines, don't even think about regaining peak strength.

"Damn it, slipping too fast!"

Qin Feng looked at the door of the space and cursed loudly.

After speaking, Qin Feng also punched the door of space.

"Bang...!"

Under the huge power, the gate of space swayed one by one ripples.

It almost shattered.

"Don't let daddy meet you, meet you once, hit once."

"You still want to stop me."

"I have to say, Immortal Palace can really play."

Qin Feng's last words were said while looking at the sky.

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