"Wow"
The broadsword was pulled out.
Dongguo Chang gazed afar at Qin Feng and said, "Child, your talent has shocked me, but this time, I must kill you."
"Come on!"
Qin Feng held a broken sword in his hand, mustering up the courage worth one hundred and twenty thousand yuan, trying every possible way to protect himself.
"Adage and Sword!"
Dongguo Tusi looked solemn, and slashed down with a sword that seemed ordinary.
"Come on!" Qin Feng drank heavily, in a matter of life and death.
"Origin Realm Spiritual Magic — A Dreamlike Fantasy!"
In an instant, Qin Feng's most powerful spiritual power condensed and exploded.
The leader of the Dongguo people was immediately trapped in an illusion. He instantly realized he was desperate to regain consciousness but was utterly unable to recover. Meanwhile, his supposedly ordinary sword became increasingly powerful, strong enough to make Qin Feng tremble.
"This sword" Qin Feng was also stunned.
