The furious He Sect was as powerful as a mad tiger, full of murderous intent, as if it wanted to skin Zhao Xipin and cut his bones. Zhao Xipin was naturally not a hero, nor was he very courageous. Seeing He Zong's momentum, he was completely frightened and forgot to move.
Although Zhao Weihu was seriously injured, he still had no problem dealing with the He Sect. With a cold snort, a claw shadow shot out of the air, wrapped in a ball of black light, and clawed towards He Zong.
"He Zong, be careful!" Tong Lin exclaimed, his face tense. Zhao Weihu's claw attack was extremely fierce and almost killed the He Sect. However, He Zong only had Du Xintong in his eyes at this time and ignored him. This move was tantamount to seeking death.
"You really don't know how to live or die!" Seeing that Zhao Weihu had suffered a loss and didn't know how to restrain himself, and was about to kill He Zong, Qin Dong frowned and felt very annoyed. The right hands pointed together, and a golden finger wind shot straight towards Zhao Weihu's leg.
"Please show mercy!" Qin Dong's finger wind was so strong that Fu Yanshan was surprised. Just now, because of his temporary distraction, Zhao Weihu was harmed. How could he watch Zhao Weihu injured at Qin Dong's hands again? With a cry of surprise, he hurriedly waved out a palm wind, blocking Qin Dong's finger wind in mid-air. [
"Hmph!" As soon as Fu Yanshan made a move, Qin Dong's expression suddenly turned cold, and then he pointed out another finger. It came first and hit the wind of Fu Yanshan's palm.
Fu Yanshan felt numb in his heart. Qin Dong's cultivation exceeded his imagination again and again, which made him feel unfathomable. When he was about to release another palm wind, Fu Yanshan suddenly discovered with horror that at some point, invisible pressure was coming towards him from all directions, as if invisible ropes were trying to restrain him. Fu Yanshan looked up at Qin Dong in surprise and saw Qin Dong looking at him with cold eyes.
Fu Yanshan was furious. Qin Dong actually wanted to use coercion to trap him. This was too underestimated. When did Fu Yanshan fall into such a position of being looked down upon? With a slight cold snort, Fu Yanshan unleashed all his energy, and beams of light burst out from the top of his head, shooting straight into the depths of the sky. His body swayed slightly, and powerful forces spread out in all directions, trying to break Qin Dong's pressure all over his body.
But it would have been better if Fu Yanshan didn't do this. Once he did, the pressure lurking around him instantly surged, and the momentum was stronger than him. In just a moment, Qin Dong's pressure was like a tank, rolling over to less than half a foot around him. Although Fu Yanshan realized that something was wrong and immediately gathered his strength to resist, Fu Yanshan was shocked to find that his resistance could not last long.
"So domineering!" Fu Yanshan exclaimed and looked at Qin Dong in disbelief. His cultivation level has reached the tenth level peak, but his power still cannot compete with Qin Dong's. Doesn't that mean that Qin Dong's cultivation level has surpassed the tenth level peak? Fu Yanshan couldn't believe it. He knew how difficult it was to break through the level 10 bottleneck. Otherwise, it would not have been more than ten years and still lingering in this state, unable to move.
"Ah!" At this moment, Zhao Weihu's scream came over.
Fu Yanshan looked back and saw that Zhao Weihu's leg looked like it had been shot through by a bullet, with a bloody hole in the front and back. Zhao Weihu couldn't bear the pain of such a distance, so he collapsed on the ground, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face turned pale.