Jin Yanfeng stood in front of the coffin, his eyes were like stars, and his cold light was blooming. He was staring at Luo Zheng coldly.


    "How can you come here? Where are the other disciples of our sect?"


    Jin Yanfeng looked cold and faintly stared at Luo Zheng, surprised and suspicious in his heart.


    With the strength of Zhao Zhenming and other disciples, it was easy to kill Luo Zheng four people. At this time, he didn''t see Zhao Zhenming and others, but Luo Zheng came here, which made him feel something wrong.


    "I can appear here. Naturally, I have solved all your disciples of Qianquan sect. Can''t you even think about that!"


    Luo Zheng smiled faintly and looked at the Jiulong coffin.


    "What are you talking about!"


    Jin Yanfeng''s eyes burst out a fierce light. Although he felt it impossible, he could feel that Luo Zheng didn''t lie.


    The disciples of Qianquan sect who entered the magic fog swamp this time are all cultivation accomplishments above the dirty environment. Everyone is the elite of Qianquan sect, and even five true disciples.


    Each of these disciples has a high status in the Heishui Empire and is the treasure of Qianquan sect. If they all die, how huge the loss will be.


    "In that case, you''ll die!"


    Jin Yanfeng flew into a rage and rushed to heaven and earth. With a bang, he jumped away, like an unparalleled beast, and killed him ruthlessly.


    "Qianquan confluence palm!"


    True Qi surges like a wave. Huge water flow palms condense in the void. There are fifteen huge palms, each with an attack force of 100000 Jin.


    1.5 million jin!


    Powerful power bombarded us, and the air was rapidly compressed, and then exploded. In the huge hall, there were bursts of thunder and loud noise, and the space was about to be torn apart and rolled hard against Luo Zheng.


    "What a powerful strength. He is really strong. Although he only has two more water flow palms than Zhao Zhenming, the water flow Qi is more condensed. The true meaning of the condensed thousand spring confluence palm is fully brought into play, reaching the state of perfection!"


    Luo Zheng looked dignified and felt a pressure. He knew it was not the time to hide his accomplishments. He tried his best to refine the strength of the dirty environment.


    "Thunder Dragon cut!"


    He gave a scold. His body was like wind and thunder. Zikun sword flew out and cut it with all his strength. The Thunder Dragon flashed, tore open the air and killed the huge palms.


    Click!


    When the huge dragon claws were grabbed, the huge palms of water were instantly torn open, clattered into moisture and disappeared without a trace. The thunder light dragon was castrated and killed Jin Yanfeng.


    "What kind of sword is this? It''s definitely not a magic weapon. It even reaches the level of a treasure. You even have a treasure!"


    Jin Yanfeng''s eyes widened, his face changed slightly, and then his face showed ecstasy. "Well, I didn''t expect you to have a treasure. No wonder you mole ants can kill our true disciples of Qianquan sect, causing us heavy losses. No wonder you can compete with me. However, there is no relationship. This treasure is enough to make up for the loss of our sect."


    Above the magic weapon, it is a treasure. Even if it is a low-grade treasure, the power it can exert is definitely not comparable to the top-grade magic weapon. The power is very different.


    Luo Zheng was able to break Jin Yanfeng''s attack with the power of zikun sword, which is equivalent to a inferior treasure.


    "Treasure is by no means what you, a mole ant with low cultivation, can have. You can''t give full play to the power of treasure. Give it to me. I''ll let you die happily and hand it over!"


    Jin Yanfeng''s eyes were full of greed, and a black long gun appeared in his hand. The stem of the long gun was covered with water marks, as if the black water condensed into a weapon.


    A powerful power emanates from the black spear. It is a top-grade magic weapon.


    "Thousand stream shooting!"


    I saw that Jin Yanfeng''s long gun shook, and the flow of genuine Qi burst out in an instant. The flow of genuine Qi condensed into a sharp long gun, like a dragon or a snake, and stabbed him.


    The powerful Zhenqi spear, like a torrent, rushes to the Thunder Dragon and penetrates in an instant.


    Hiss! Hiss!


    The thunder light dragon became full of holes and wounds, and was devastated. It exploded and annihilated with a bang.


    Jin Yanfeng''s thousand flow spear method is the peerless martial art of Qianquan sect. It is inferior to the ground level. In addition, his cultivation is far stronger than Luo Zheng. Even if the power of zikun sword is superimposed by Lei Long''s chop, it can''t resist it.


    One realm and one heaven. The strength gap between each realm is up to ten times. Jin Yanfeng is a peerless genius among Qianquan sect. His strength is far higher than that of the same level. He also has the power of top-grade magic weapons. His strength is much higher than that of Luo Zheng.


    "Die!"


    Jin Yanfeng''s powerful position was unforgiving. With a wave of his long gun, he pulled out his body like an eagle hitting the sky. In an instant, he crossed a hundred feet and stabbed Luo Zheng.


    The flow of genuine Qi is like the sea generating waves, and the huge current is like the tide, tearing the ground in the hall apart, rolling up huge stones of 10000 kilograms and falling from the sky.


    "The earth level martial arts have amazing power. I realized that Lei longzhan is still under the thousand stream gun technique. It''s hard to compete with Jin Yanfeng with my current true Qi cultivation! This person''s true Qi cultivation is also very strong."


    Luo Zheng''s eyes were slightly coagulated, thinking in his heart, and his powerful divine consciousness turned.


    "Kill!"


    In an instant, Jin Yanfeng''s body shape had rushed into the main space of the sword. The real Qi flow completely condensed into a huge gun and stabbed Luo Zheng ten feet.