Chapter 153 Crisis!
Quicksand is an extremely dangerous thing in the land of despair. Once swallowed by it, there is no way to escape.
"boom!"
How powerful is this punch, Qin Feng is already in a state of exhaustion, so naturally he can't compete.
"This kid, it's over!"
When the ancestor of the Ouyang family saw this, he also slashed out a sword energy to relieve his hatred.
Qin Feng is simply too enchanting!
It was so terrifying when he was only sixteen years old. So many of their masters shot at the same time, and he killed a few of them.
If Qin Feng is given time to grow up, even if there is no sect cultivation, the future will be infinite!
Aware of the punching shadow and sword qi, Qin Feng couldn't help frowning.
"I'm still too careless! However, how can I, Qin Feng, just let it go!"
"The power of the soul!"
hum!
Qin Feng's soul was aware of the sea world, and a rune condensed, belonging to his soul power, and began to riot.
Suddenly, a coquettish light shot out from between his eyebrows.
The invisible soul power, ignoring all defenses, swept towards the Ninth Prince!
"what!"
The ninth prince was shocked by such a terrifying soul, and suddenly screamed, spouting a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.
"Humph!"
Qin Feng snorted coldly, but he actually motivated his true qi and took the initiative to dive into the bottom of the quicksand...
"hateful!"
The ninth prince gradually regained his sanity, and roared furiously.
"Are you all right?"
Everyone was full of concern.
"This kid just performed a special martial skill, which actually caused my soul to be severely damaged. If it wasn't for the strong soul of this prince, I'm afraid it would have been blown away!"
The ninth prince calmed down, took a deep breath, and there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.
"Hey, Qin Feng has been swept into the quicksand, plus he is heavily injured, it is almost impossible to survive!"
The ancestor of the Ouyang family laughed savagely.
"Humph! Can you guarantee that he won't be able to survive?"
The ninth prince's eyes were cold, and his hatred for Qin Feng became more intense.
"I can guarantee it! This kid is sure to die. I have never heard of anyone who was caught in quicksand and saved his life!"
"Hmph, I hope so! This kid is too evil, keeping him alive will only be my greatest threat!"
The ninth prince stared viciously at the quicksand area.
...
hum!
When Qin Feng sank, the endless quicksand hit Qin Feng as if it had become a living thing.
These quicksands look very ordinary, but now they have an amazing murderous intent!
Every grain of sand is like a blade, and it is madly torn on Qin Feng's body.
"puff!"
The terrifying lethality made Qin Feng, who was injured, spit out blood.
"No, I have to go out! If I can't become a disciple of Canghai Sect this time, the entire Qin family and even Tiangang City will suffer revenge!"
"Once they learn that I have fallen, the Chu family will even deal with the Qin family immediately!"
Thinking of this, Qin Feng was suddenly shocked.
"roll!"
Qin Feng snorted loudly, swung his long sword, and instantly burst out dozens of sword qi, breaking apart strands of quicksand.
rush!
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, using the path drawn by the sword qi to rush forward step by step. If it wasn't for his willpower, he would have given up long ago.
Draw the sword!
Rush again!
Draw the sword!
Rush again!
Constantly being rubbed by the quicksand, constantly splitting the path, and moving forward step by step, this pain almost made Qin Feng unconscious, and he could only endure it with willpower.