Chapter 154: crisis!
Quicksand is an extremely dangerous thing in the land of despair. Once swallowed by it, there is no way to get out.
"boom!"
How powerful this boxing force was, Qin Feng was already in a state of exhaustion, and naturally there was no way to resist it.
"This kid, it's over!"
Upon seeing this, the ancestors of the Ouyang family also cracked a sword spirit to relieve their hatred.
Qin Feng is too enchanting!
It was so terrible at the age of sixteen, and so many of their masters shot at the same time, and he killed a few.
If Qin Feng is given more time to grow, even if there is no sect cultivation, the future is boundless!
Perceiving the shadow of the fist and sword qi, Qin Feng couldn't help frowning.
"I'm still too careless! But how can I, Qin Feng, just let it go!"
"The power of the soul!"
Hum!
Qin Feng's soul knew the world of the sea, and a rune condensed, his soul power, and began to riot.
Suddenly, a coquettish light shot from the center of his eyebrows.
The invisible soul power, ignoring all defenses, swept to the Nine Princes!
"what!"
The ninth prince screamed immediately after receiving such a terrifying soul impact, and he collapsed to the ground with a gulp of blood.
"Humph!"
Qin Feng snorted coldly, actually urging True Qi, and took the initiative to sneak into the bottom of the quicksand...
"hateful!"
The Ninth Prince gradually recovered his sanity, and roared ferociously.
"Are you all right?"
Everyone is full of concern.
"This kid has just performed a special martial skill, which actually caused my soul to be severely damaged. If the prince's soul is not strong enough, I am afraid it will be scattered!"
The Ninth Prince calmed down, took a deep breath, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.
"Hehe, Qin Feng has been caught in the quicksand, plus he was seriously injured, it is almost impossible to survive!"
The ancestor of the Ouyang family smiled grimly.
"Huh! Can you guarantee that he can't survive?"
The Ninth Prince's eyes were cold, and his hatred for Qin Feng became even stronger.
"I can assure you! This kid is bound to die. I have never heard of someone being caught in quicksand and can save his life!"
"Hmph, I hope so! This kid is too enchanting, keeping him alive will only be my biggest threat!"
The Ninth Prince stared viciously at the quicksand area.
...
Hum!
When Qin Feng sank in, the endless quicksand came towards Qin Feng, seeming to become a living thing.
These quicksands look ordinary, but now they are surprisingly murderous!
Every grain of sand is like a blade, tearing like a knife on Qin Feng's body, the strength is almost the same as that of a Jinsha blade.
"puff!"
The terrible lethality caused Qin Feng, who was originally injured, to spout blood.
"No, I must go out! If I cannot become a disciple of the Azure Sea Sect this time, the entire Qin family and even Tiangang City will encounter revenge!"
"Once they learn of my fall, the Chu family will even deal with the Qin family immediately!"
Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly felt shocked.
"roll!"
Qin Feng screamed and waved his long sword, instantly bursting out dozens of sword auras, blasting and splitting strands of quicksand.
Rush!
Qin Feng clenched his teeth and persevered, using the path drawn by his sword aura to dash forward step by step. If he hadn't had enough willpower, he would have given up long ago.
Strike a sword!
Rush!
Strike a sword!
Rush!
Constantly being rubbed by quicksand, constantly splitting the path, moving forward step by step, this kind of pain almost made Qin Feng lose consciousness, and he could only endure with willpower.
