Chapter 953 Deadlock

"court death!"

Sikong Jiuzhi's face changed slightly, his robe swayed, and his other hand slapped a finger again, which turned out to be another wind holy finger!

The original stalemate was suddenly broken.

The two Wind Saint Fingers are like two mad dragons, their momentum is splitting the ground, unparalleled in the world, and they are invincible...

"boom!"

The pressure around Qin Feng increased for a while, and the golden sword in his hand continued to whine.

"Silent Blade!"

Facing such a tyrannical suppression force, Qin Feng's face couldn't help changing, the silent blade waved hurriedly, and the power of the nine dragon scales was like a dragon and a tiger, running wildly, and the infuriating energy in the body emerged endlessly. A steady stream of gatherings out.

However, his heart was already shocked to the extreme.

Sikong Jiuzhi is called the strongest king. This statement seems to be true. The opponent's strength exceeds him by so much.

Even if he possesses the peerless Primordial True Dragon Art, he exerts the power of nine dragon scales, which is comparable to the blessings of the nine powerhouses, and coupled with the effect of the current blood energy and explosive energy art, the whole person is equivalent to Almost the combined force of fifteen strong men.

With so much power, he couldn't resist Sikong Jiuzhi's Wind Holy Finger!

"Pong!"

Finally, the sword energy in front could no longer withstand the slaughter of the two wind holy fingers. The two rolling traces, with sharp edges, formed two cyan pythons, tearing the sky, sharp traces, unparalleled in the world, Covering a space of tens of thousands of meters.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The trembling sound kept resounding.

The entire space, as if it was crushed by life, kept making a whining sound, and two huge fingers tore apart the incomparable.

Finally, with the fragmentation of Qin Feng's sword qi, it became even more imposing, directly forming the posture of double dragon strangulation, rolling up towards Qin Feng.

"Boom"

"laugh"

Facing the terrifying power of the opponent, Qin Feng's body was hit directly, and he flew out in an instant, and flew tens of thousands of meters upside down.

"really……"

Seeing Qin Feng being sent flying, everyone present couldn't help but sigh.

"This Qin Feng's strength is still too far behind..."

"Hmph, facing the strongest king, no matter how evil Qin Feng is, it is futile. If Sikong Jiuzhi hadn't been in the last emperor's battle for hegemony, he would have been surprised. The status of the emperor, the emperor-level disciples, they are simply a group of perverts, and they are not weaker than the elders of the various sects, it can be said that they are on an equal footing..."

"This time, Qin Feng is really finished, and he has nine fingers to challenge that Sikong, and the ending is only death..."

There was a hint of sigh in the tone of everyone, but now they have to sigh about the ending of Qin Feng.

A generation of arrogance, unparalleled evildoer, this time is really dead.

"Swish"

in the void.

Sikong Jiuzhi stood there expressionlessly.

In the flow of his eyes, there was a trace of divine light in his eyes.

"Don't give up yet?"

He felt the battle intent still emanating from the rubble on the opposite side, and his voice slowly swept up.

However, between the words, there was a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth:

"act recklessly!"

hum!

The palm slowly swept up, as if it was slow and urgent, and he swung with one finger, as if containing a star, and the mysterious brilliance once again shrouded his fingertips.

Seeing that the ruined land where Qin Feng is located is about to be shrouded in the past again, suddenly...