"What?" Jiang Beirong said in horror when he saw his iron cannon fist easily resolved by Qin Fei.

"snort!"

Qin Fei's eyes turned cold and he took a deep breath. When everyone saw that there was white air around his mouth and nose, his chest was slightly bulging, and then he opened his mouth and vomited out in one breath.

At this time, it was as if Thunder God was angry and the mother of electric power scolded. The dull sound made everyone's eardrums swell and they were in great pain.

At this moment, that breath had instantly squirted into Jiang Beirong's chest. Jiang Beirong immediately felt as if he was hit by a huge hammer as his chest. The clothes on his back sneered and his chest immediately became sunken.

Immediately afterwards, he flew backwards like a cannonball, broke through the bamboo and wooden door of the attic, and landed in a mess on the open space outside the house.

"puff!"

Jiang Beirong stood up and spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, looking listless.

In the attic, the whole audience was silent.

The eldest son of the Jiang family killed the eldest son of the Jiang family and beat him to the second head of the Jiang family in one breath and vomited blood. No one needs to prove this kind of record.

Qin Fei is the young king of Funan who is said to have achieved great success in killing the inner spirit and defeated the master of internal energy with one move!

What’s even more terrifying is that Qin Fei’s achievement must be inseparable from the support of the family or sect behind him. How powerful would it be to cultivate such talents?

Qin Fei looked at Jiang Beirong who was covering his chest outside the house and said indifferently: "Get back and tell you the head of the Jiang family, this is the end of your Jiang family threatening me. I took Jiang Yuan's life as a warning. Next time I come, I will kill the Jiang family and destroy the whole family!"

"You guys do it yourself."

After saying that, Qin Fei nodded slightly to Taoist Master Tianfeng and others, and took Su Youxuan out of the attic.

After seeing Qin Fei gradually leaving and disappearing at the end of the trail, Taoist Master Tianfeng dared to order people to help Jiang Beirong into the attic.

Zhong Ling'er and Hu San both took out the secret medicine from their own sect and fed it to Jiang Beirong.

Master Tianfeng comforted him, "Brother Beirong, Young Master Jiang Yuan has left. Please don't be too sad. Now it's better to notify the head of the Jiang family to deal with it."

His son was slapped to death by someone. If he still stayed in North China,

I'm afraid I'll be ridiculed by the entire martial arts world.

"Miss Zhong, Mr. Hu San, thank you for your pills."

Jiang Beirong's face was bloodless. He finally took a breath. He first said thank you, and then gritted his teeth and said hatred: "I will tell my elder brother immediately. Kill Xiaoyuan. The good days of the King of the Southern Palace have really come to an end!"

Hu San and Zhong Ling'er next to him saw Jiang Beirong hating Qin Fei to the core, looked at each other, and smiled and said, "The second head of the Jiang family, we actually have something to discuss with you, and it is also about this arrogant King of the Nanfu."

Under the instructions of Taoist Master Tianfeng and others, the warriors in the attic all left consciously, leaving a few people in the attic.

After returning to the small villa in the manor, Qin Fei counted the harvest today. The amount of old medicines was actually more than Li Lingshuang received in the entire Tianfu Province.

After all, warriors are warriors. Many old medicines from deep mountains and forests are hidden on cliffs, and only warriors can barely get them.

There are also some old medicines, guarded by primitive beasts in the mountains and forests, and there is no way to deal with the hunting rifle team without a dozen people. Some warriors can go alone. This is the advantage of warriors.

In order to replace these old medicines, Qin Fei almost used up all his body quenching pills to store them today, so he had to take out three or four hundred-year-old medicinal herbs and prepare to refine two furnaces overnight.

With spiritual energy, you can use ordinary Chinese herbal medicines to refine body quenching pills, not to mention the old medicines that you are using now with strong medicinal power.

After a night, Qin Fei had once again owned more than 170 body-tempering pills in his hands, and had the capital to exchange with warriors.

Today is also the day when the Tianshi Sect martial arts competition officially begins. All warriors will step onto the arena to show off their martial arts skills and compete for the only opportunity to learn the Tongtian talisman.

Qin Fei took Su Youxuan to the arena. When the warriors around him saw Qin Fei's appearance, they all made a way out.

It was obvious that they had already known that Qin Fei was the Southern King of Yuzhou Prefecture, and everyone had a look of surprise and incredible expression on their faces.

He slapped the son of the head of the Jiang family to death, and beat the second head of the Jiang family to vomit blood and fly backwards. Such a cruel person knew that ordinary warriors would definitely not afford to offend him based on what he did.

right

With the gazes projecting around him, Qin Fei didn't care at all. He casually found someone and asked about the rules of the martial arts competition.

After the man told Qin Fei tremblingly, he quickly turned around and ran back in fear.

From him, Qin Fei learned that in this martial arts competition, the master of internal strength and the warriors with great internal strength cannot participate. Only those with great internal strength are eligible to register.

Because you want to learn Tongtian Talisman, you should not be too old. Moreover, the further you go on the road of internal strength, the lower the success rate of learning Tongtian Talisman.

Although anyone can learn the talisman of the Tianshi Sect, it does not mean that anyone can learn it well.

The purpose of the Tianshimen founding this martial arts competition is to select the best warriors, which is by no means a joke.

Qin Fei naturally would not participate, and he was also disdainful of participating at all. A talisman of Lao Shizi Tongtian was like garbage in his eyes.

"Ayou, do you want to try it?" Qin Fei suddenly turned his head and asked Su Youxuan beside him.

Su Youxuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly: "Yes, Master, I want to try to see if my strength has improved."

She has been a disciple of Qin Fei for so long and has been practicing hard every day until she came to this martial arts competition. She suddenly wanted to learn about her true strength.

It is clear from the many warriors that I can be.

Qin Fei nodded: "Go, my disciple, no matter what martial arts competition I participate in, will definitely be the one who can win the championship."

He knew Su Youxuan's strength very well. He had the Xuanyin Evil Body, had a peak in his internal strength, and practiced the first style of the Sky Hand, so the warriors in this martial arts competition could hardly find an opponent.

Su Youxuan nodded seriously and signed up for this martial arts competition. At 1:00 noon, the Tianshimen martial arts competition officially began!

The rules of this competition are very simple and rough, just fight. Two people are in a group and they keep eliminating their opponents until the last one is selected.

Su Youxuan did not disappoint Qin Fei. Her strength almost showed a crushing attitude in the whole game, and all the opponents could not walk ten moves in her hands.
Chapter completed!