Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 120: The Holy Fire Heart Shows Its Power

Qin Feng couldn't stand this kid. Although Di Yang Wu Meng's cultivation level was level six, it was not the first time that Qin Feng had fought against a higher level opponent. Moreover, he wanted to try out the Flame Heart Four Styles he had just learned on Di Yang Wu Meng. This was the name Qin Feng gave himself.

As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the red crystal fire vine staff in his hand and pointed it forward. The fire crystal on the head of the staff flashed slightly and shot out a small fireball the size of a child's fist, heading straight for Diyang Wu Meng.

It seemed like it was a smooth conversation, but in fact, Qin Feng had already planned it out while he was speaking.

The sudden attack startled Di Yangwu, but when he saw the small, slow fireball flying towards him, he actually laughed out loud:

"Hahaha, can this also be called fire magic?"

As he spoke, he raised his front paws and clapped them lightly. "Puff!" Sparks splashed and the small fireball instantly dissipated.

Qin Feng thought to himself that it would take four breaths for the burning to happen, so he had to find a way to delay it!

After more than ten days of traveling, he practiced on the back of the wind-chasing beast every day when he had nothing to do, not daring to delay for a moment. In order to achieve the maximum power of the secret technique, his current maximum speed has been greatly reduced. The blood circulation time of the fire, fire snake and fire prison can now be controlled within three breaths. However, the most difficult to control burning requires four breaths.

The Earth Sheep Wu Meng smashed the small fireball easily and looked at Qin Feng with disdain:

"Boy, it's my turn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Diyang Wumeng's body shook and howled like a wolf. His body suddenly grew taller, and the image behind his head became huge. He opened his big mouth, and a ball of fire began to condense, and in an instant it was as big as an iron pot.

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly when he saw this, and the Qilin arm made a slight rustling sound, and the flying feet instantly wrapped around his feet.

Qin Feng has Wushang and the little mute by his side, so it is impossible for him to put them in danger.

Qin Feng exerted force with his feet, and his flying feet shook slightly, and his body shot to the side like a cannonball.

Diyang Wu Meng had already locked onto Qin Feng. Seeing that Qin Feng had dodged and was already in mid-air, Diyang Wu Meng was secretly delighted and shot out a huge fireball at Qin Feng.

The fireball came too fast, and Qin Feng was in the air and couldn't use the force to dodge. Gongshu Mofang was now in the Flying Foot state, and the Qi and Blood Circulation Burning skill was about to be completed. It was impossible to release the Fire Prison for defense at the same time.

Are you in a hurry? How come?

Level six, just two levels higher!

Qin Feng was full of confidence because he had the Seven-Star Hunyuan Wuji Cloak.

Qin Feng did not dodge or evade, but smiled. Just as the fireball hit him, he opened his mouth slightly and shouted:

"Burn!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, flames suddenly exploded in the middle of the venue. Qin Feng looked like a withered leaf blown by the north wind and fell dozens of meters away.

Although he knew that Qin Feng had the Seven-Star Hunyuan Wuji Cloak to protect him, Wushang was still terrified, and the little mute let out a cry and covered his face with his hands, not daring to look.

At the top of the attic at the highest point of the Ranger Inn, two people were standing side by side through the window.

One of them was about to fly out when he saw this, but the other one stopped him:

"Hey! If he can't even deal with this guy, then how can he be our ninth boss?"

"just in case?"

"Hahaha! Look what he's holding in his hand?"

"Red Crystal Fire Vine Staff! Oh, I see. He is the one who killed Han Fangzhi and Chu Xuan? Then let's take a look!"

The man smiled and nodded!

When the flames died down, Qin Feng stood proudly, still staring with a smile at Diyang Wu Meng who was already dancing hip-hop in the distance.

Seeing the fireball hit Qin Feng, Diyang Wu Meng was overjoyed and laughed loudly.

But the laughter stopped abruptly as soon as it started. He felt as if there were countless ants in his body that began to tear his flesh and bones, gradually spreading all over his body, causing waves of burning pain.

"wrong!"

Knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly mobilized his qi and blood to circulate throughout his body. After the circulation, he discovered that hundreds of tiny sparks all over his body had spread all over his body, like maggots in his bones, constantly burning his flesh and bones.

"Ah!!! Qin Feng you are shameless!"

Seeing Qin Feng staring at him with a smirk on his face, Di Yang Wu Meng understood that it was obviously Qin Feng's doing.

But now is not the time to lose my temper. I am feeling uncomfortable. My whole body feels like it is being burned by fire and bitten by insects. It is painful and itchy.

The big dog sat on the ground, raised up his hind legs and began to scratch himself, scratching up and down, but no matter how he scratched it was no use. Instead it became more and more painful and itchy.

Di Yang Wu Meng simply burned his qi and blood, and the qi and blood rushed to every part of his body and began to burn away these sparks.

The fire remaining in his body is the blazing blue flame of the high-level holy fire. Although it is now suppressed by Qin Feng's cultivation to only the fourth-level spiritual fire, the suppression of the origin of the fire cannot be changed.

If he were to encounter a cultivator with other attributes, he might be able to suppress him by force due to the difference in cultivation level, but who cares if he also has the fire attribute?

It seems like a long time, but in fact it was only a few breaths. Diyang Wu Meng used all his strength to squeeze out his qi and blood in an attempt to suppress and extinguish these sparks, but these sparks grew bigger and stronger, gradually turning into small flames the size of mung beans.

This is the fire.

After the fire is planted, it will be activated and will gradually grow stronger by devouring the bones, blood, and qi of the opponent. The weaker the enemy is, the stronger it will become, until the opponent is completely burned to ashes.

In fact, Qin Feng also knew that this secret technique was indeed very cruel, even worse than lingchi, where you wanted to die but couldn't.

But Qin Feng hated this Earth Sheep Wu Meng to the extreme, and that was why he had no mercy on him at all.

At this moment, the Earth Sheep Wu Meng suddenly shouted:

"Master Dao, save me! Master Dao, save me!"

From the beginning till now, everyone was confused. Qin Feng was blasted dozens of meters away, and it was obvious that the big dog should have the upper hand, but the ferocious street dance behavior of the sheep Wu Meng that followed made everyone confused.

Until the earth sheep Wu Meng shouted for help.

When Qin Feng heard the call, he put away his relaxed look and looked around.

"Little kid, your method is too cruel!"

As the words were spoken, a dark gray figure floated in from outside the field, landed beside Di Yang Wu Meng, and put his hand on Di Yang Wu Meng.

Qin Feng was stunned at the first sight. The man opposite him was not tall and slightly fat. He was wearing a dark gray Taoist uniform, a cow horn Taoist bun with a black wooden hairpin, and black flat Taoist boots on his feet.

This man is a Taoist priest.

Qin Feng felt close to the Taoist priest when he saw him, because his master was Taoist Lie Zi. To this day, Lie Zi is still his most respected master, no doubt about it.

Out of goodwill, Qin Feng did not get angry when he heard the Taoist priest say this. Instead, he took a few steps forward and bowed deeply:

"Boy Qin Feng meets Taoist Master!"

Taoist Master is a respectful title given by the younger generation of Taoists to their elders.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest ignored him. He lowered his head and felt the condition inside Diyang Wu Meng's body, frowning slightly. Then the old Taoist priest's robe bulged, a green light appeared around him, and the fat hand pressing on Diyang Wu Meng trembled slightly.

Wushang came to Qin Feng, squinted his eyes, stared at the old Taoist, turned his head and said softly:

"This is the old Taoist priest using his own blood to help the big dog eliminate hidden dangers. Young master, don't take it lightly. This old Taoist priest's name is Daohuan, but he is a very sinister and ruthless person. His cultivation has reached the level of a saint, and he is a saint-level formation master. His formation skills are very good. I, a ghost-seeing worry, am most afraid of encountering a formation master. In his eyes, I am completely useless."