Chapter 158 The Leader's Hand

Xiafei suddenly had a gust of wind on the soles of his feet, and then his whole body rose into the air, showing the momentum of a wandering dragon in mid-air. Every step, there was a colorful light under his feet. The leader is the leader, who takes extraordinary action and really looks like a man of heaven.

Qin Ziang saw that the man in front of him was coming aggressively. Looking at the man's momentum and knowing that the strong enemy was coming, his heart also trembled. But he experienced many scenes, his psychological quality was strong enough, and he soon calmed down and prepared to fight.

With a fierce roar, a leader still appeared in the hands of Xiafei. The faint color light appeared, reflecting the imposing dragon head on the dragon's battle. Looking carefully, there was also a crystal ball in the dragon's mouth, and the surrounding color light slowly lingered around it, adding a sense of mystery.

This is Xiafei's unique magic weapon - the leader. This magic weapon usually doesn't appear much. If he sees Xia Fei use it one day, it means that he is extremely angry.

"Devil, die!" After Xiafei shouted fiercely, the leader in his hand still raised his hand and directly split to Qin Ziang after drawing the colorful light in the air.

Qin Zi'ang's face changed, and then quickly flashed his body. At the same time, he pinched the formula with his fingers. In an instant, he immediately had a long sword in his hand, and the sword glowed red all over his body, as if it was being roasted by flames. The hilt of the sword also shines with bursts of red light. Through the mottled light and shadow, it turned out to be a *.

"Yes*." Zhao Xuan immediately shouted out when he saw the *. He had seen this * several times before and had also played with it, but at that time * was huge, but now it has become a small decoration on Qin Zi'ang's hilt. The only thing that is the same is * fierce face. Although it has become a decoration of the hilt, its fierce strength does not diminish. At the beginning, it was even more so. It can be seen that Qin Ziang's cultivation must have reached a higher level in a short time.

*Flap your wings, and there seems to be sparks in your eyes. Every time it opened its mouth and shouted, the red light on the hilt of the sword suddenly trembled.

"Hahaha!" Qin Ziang trembled and laughed like a devil, and the long sword in his hand suddenly greeted the dragon head of Xiafei.

The sonorous sound came, and countless shining lights burst from the two magic weapons, instantly reflecting a grass and tree around them, and also reflecting the owners of the two magic weapons, Xia Fei Zhenren and Qin Ziang.

Two magic weapons were separated by one battle in the middle, and the two faces of Xiafei Zhenren and Qin Ziang were also closer. Xia Fei's real person is the head of Fengyun Mountain, and his cultivation is naturally not covered. The dragon's hand soared a few meters in his hand, gradually overwhelming the other party's phoenix sword. Looking at Qin Ziang, although he is also a leader among young descendants, his cultivation is still much worse than that of predecessors like Xiafei, and gradually his forehead has sweated coldly. Even so, he was still unconvinced and the phoenix sword in his hand was not overwhelmed by Xiafei's real leader.

"Ha ha, boy, your cultivation is still a little tender to attack me." Xiafei smiled, and the dragon head in his hand held forward, and the phoenix sword was immediately suppressed by the sudden burst of colorful light.

Qin Ziang's whole body staggered back more than a dozen steps in mid-air. When he stood still, he suddenly felt a sweet throat, and then a mouthful of blood spit out, and the red light on the persistent phoenix sword in his hand gradually faded.

"Cough." After coughing violently twice, he stretched out his palm to wipe off the blood from his mouth, and slowly raised his head and stared at Xiafei.

At this time, Xia Feizhen has put away the leader's battle and did not avoid it. He directly met Qin Ziang's slightly provocative eyes.

After the two looked at each other for a while, Qin Ziang suddenly smiled and shouted lowly at the same time. The voice is a little short of breath, and it seems that it is really hurt. Although the voice was relatively low, the red believers who were still fighting with the disciples of Fengyun Mountain stopped one after another and flew back to Qin Ziang.

Seeing that the red-clad believers stopped, several disciples in Fengyunshan made up to catch up and continue to fight, but they were all drunk by the Tianhe Taoists and had to be reluctant to fly back.

When the elders and disciples saw Xiafei coming, they walked behind him and stopped. Then, he looked at the demon disciples in front of him angrily.

The scene suddenly became much quieter.

One of the middle-aged men saw that Qin Ziang seemed to be injured, so he asked anxiously, "Master Shaogu, are you all right?"

Qin Ziang pressed his chest with one hand and coughed again, "I'm fine." Then he stood up straight, first glanced at the people in front of him, and then turned his eyes to Xia Fei's real face, and said with a little sarcasticity, "Your school is really united!" To deal with my small group of demons, I would like to trouble you to come out and teach me a lesson in person. Aren't you afraid that others will say that you bully more and less? Looking at the elders and disciples who almost poured out of Fengyun Mountain, Qin Zi'ang's ridicule at the corners of his mouth was even heavier.

"Hahaha!" Xia Feizhen held his beard and laughed. How I am naturally a matter of my family. Seeing that you are seriously injured, you'd better worry about your injury!" He is open-minded and has always been sarcastic.

Xiafei Zhenren's words were unexpected by Qin Ziang. He thought that Fengyunshan was one of the most important Xiuzhen, and he should care about those rumors. Unexpectedly, Xiafei's indifferent words made him feel a little annoyed. Haha, it seems that the famous faction is nothing more than that!" Qin Ziang laughed.

Xiafei walked back and forth in the scene and said slowly, "You must be the owner of Qin Shao Valley in the Devil Valley!" When he just had a fight with Qin Ziang, he found a red fetal mole on his arm, which was exactly the same as that of Qin Luo, the former valley owner of Devil Valley.

"Well, you know me, so you also have a share in killing my father with Konglun Mountain back then?" Qin Ziang said hatefully that the blue veins on his arm had burst.

"Qin Luo is self-inflicted. Don't follow your father's old path. Isn't it so easy to dominate the world?" Xiafei's real voice is quite polite. If he doesn't have to, he really doesn't want to provoke a dispute with the demon religion? After all, Zhengmo has been calm for 20 or 30 years.

"This is not the real person in charge. Let me show you something first!"

Qin Ziang said and applauded, and before his voice fell, several figures had fallen in the air, and everyone was carrying a big bag on his back.