"I really don't know if you should say that your courage is commendable or that you don't know the world. Since you never repent, it seems that I don't need to talk too much. Take action. Although I want to kill you, I don't want to spread it. Someone said that I bully the young by the big one." Mr. Zong said in a cold voice.

He has done all the preparations that should be done, and the next thing is Jiang Feng’s death.

How scheming he is? Even if the matter today is spread, he will definitely stand on the commanding heights of morality. With the influence of the clan family, ordinary people dare not talk too much about this kind of thing. In other words, even if Jiang Feng dies, he will die in vain.

Besides, he asked Jiang Feng to take action first, which could be regarded as giving Jiang Feng a big and small chance to survive. As for whether Jiang Feng can seize this opportunity and whether it will be useful after grasping it, that is what Jiang Feng should consider, and it has nothing to do with him.

Of course, Jiang Feng dared to kill Zong Tong in front of him. Such hatred could not be erased by Jiang Feng's death. Jiang Feng's death was just a beginning. Next, the Jiang family will also pay a heavy price for Jiang Feng's stupid behavior. Even if it is removed from the seven major families, it is not impossible. Those will depend on the price the Jiang family is preparing to pay and how he is in a mood.

However, what surprised Mr. Zong a little was that even Zong Tong was not Jiang Feng's opponent and died under Jiang Feng's sword. Otherwise, Zong Tong would kill Jiang Feng directly, and he successfully completed the bet for the three battles, which made Jiang Feng feel convinced. How could such a slight trick come about?

However, in Mr. Zong's opinion, that accident will be compensated soon. Even if Jiang Feng jumps around, he will definitely die today.

Jiang Feng didn't say anything anymore. He knew very well how terrifying the existence of Mr. Zong. Although the aura on his body had not been deliberately released, its fluctuations were also extremely astonishing. Obviously, his cultivation level had reached the late stage of the Earth level. Maybe it was the peak of the late stage of the Earth level. It was only one step away from being able to enter the Tian-level cultivation level.

This made his face extremely solemn. There is no doubt that Mr. Zong will be the most powerful opponent he has ever faced. Today's battle will be an extremely difficult battle.

Jiang Feng raised his wrist lightly and stabbed it out with a sword. Then, a stunning sword light lit up, and the world was lost.

Without fear or hesitation, Jiang Feng took action and directly used the Daluo Nine Swords, which was the strongest move he could control at present.

The sword swept the air and fell towards Mr. Zong at an astonishing speed. Mr. Zong's pupils suddenly contracted and he said inwardly: "Is this another move?"

Previously, with Jiang Feng's move, Zong Tong was immediately defeated without any suspense. Mr. Zong did not have any doubts about the power of this sword.

"It seems that the power has become stronger, it is really a bit unique. At this moment, the fighting spirit has not declined at all, but it is still increasing." Mr. Zong sighed.

"How great would it be if this son was a member of my sect family? Unfortunately, my sect family has devoted all kinds of resources to cultivate, but they cannot give birth to such a person. But, it's not that, it's not right, it's all going to die anyway."

Mr. Zong said something in his heart, then calmed his mind, stretched out his big hand, punched him out, and shouted in a low voice: "Break it for me."

Jiang Feng's sword was so powerful that it was invincible, which made such figures as Mr. Zong not careless. He shot one punch and showed at least seven points of strength.

With one punch, the air seemed to have been punched out, and a huge vortex was generated, blasting towards the falling sword energy.

The blue sword energy spread across the sky, and was shattered by the fist wind little by little, until it finally turned into nothingness. The fist wind of Mr. Zong's fist was eventually annihilated.

"Old Master Zong is worthy of being an old strong man. He smashed Jiang Feng's sword with one punch. Jiang Feng defeated Zong Tong directly with that sword." Someone whispered to himself, feeling incredible.

"Is the gap in realm really irreparable?" Some people were secretly shocked and their blood was surging.

Mr. Zong punched Jiang Feng's sword. He didn't know whether to use all his strength. Obviously, even if he tried with all his strength, he would be reserved and it would be impossible to expose all his trump cards in an instant. On the other hand, Jiang Feng, the overbearing sword, had a vague meaning of limit, and it was clear at a glance which one was stronger and who was weak.

"Old Master Zong is too strong." Dong Xuan frowned secretly. Although he was not surprised, he did not dare to underestimate him at all. The older generation of strong men, the accumulation of decades of accumulation, is not comparable to that of him at present.

Moreover, Mr. Zong’s realm is obviously much higher than his. It is not too much to have such power when he takes action. But if that sword is Jiang Feng’s strongest sword move, Jiang Feng would be in danger today, and maybe he would really have to give his life here.

"What a pity." Dong Xuan sighed. Jiang Feng's rise was too short, and he rushed all the way and surpassed his peers. But becoming famous too early is a good and a bad thing. The most deficiencies are that his background is too shallow. Perhaps giving Jiang Feng enough time, Mr. Zong may not be able to suppress Jiang Feng, but now, his chances of winning will definitely not exceed 20%.

"Jiang Feng, what kind of sword technique are you practicing? If you hand over this sword technique, maybe I can consider leaving you a complete body." Mr. Zong said slowly, a greedy look appeared in his eyes.

The sword technique that Jiang Feng used was obviously not an ordinary rank. With Jiang Feng's strength, he could be able to exert this level. If it were him, he would definitely be more diligent.

"You father and son's tone is exactly the same. Unfortunately, the guy who said he had left me all the corpses has now become a corpse." After a low breath, Jiang Feng said sarcastically.

How could he not understand what Mr. Zong had done the best plan, but he was looking for the wrong partner when he said this to him.

"It seems you don't want to force me to kill you?" Mr. Zong shouted. He didn't have to get Jiang Feng's swordsmanship. It was just that he saw it as an extra gain. Of course it is good, and it is not a pity that there is no. The most important thing is that it is enough to keep Jiang Feng's life.

"It's so much nonsense." Jiang Feng snorted coldly, stabbed him out with another sword with his backhand.

It is still the first sword of the Daluo Nine Swords. Although it is the first sword, there are nine small changes in this sword. Most people may not be able to understand the mystery, but Jiang Feng is naturally not listed here.

"Hey, there has been a little change, but if this is what you call the trump card, it would be really disappointing." Mr. Zong's eyes were so vicious and soon discovered some differences, but he still punched out one punch, which was more sharp than the first punch.

"It has been nearly ten years since I took action. If you can force me to use 80% of your strength, even if you die at my hands, you will be honored." Mr. Zong said coldly.

The fist wind was like a broken bamboo, almost crushing all the sword energy in a way that was destroyed and destroyed. The fist wind kept causing a strong wind to rush towards Jiang Feng's chest.

Jiang Feng immediately felt as if he was hit by lightning, his qi and blood surging, and even his breathing became much slower. His face changed slightly, and his feet quickly slid backwards, and then, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

After one sword, another sword was another. Jiang Feng stabbed out three swords in a row. The changes in the three swords' sword moves were all reflected in the subtle points, but Jiang Feng used every inconspicuous subtle point to the extreme.

But even so, he still barely blocked Mr. Zong's punch and could not completely break the solid fist wind. As the fist wind surged, Jiang Feng's figure flew up and smashed heavily into the distance, almost falling from the arena.

He reached out and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Jiang Feng looked at Mr. Zong with a slightly red look. His eyes were clear and chilling, without any fear.

"It's really difficult to deal with if you don't die like this." Mr. Zong said sarcastically.

He knew very well how destructive he had to take action was. Even Zong Tong could not resist it. Jiang Feng cut off 90% of the attacks. Although he had not blocked them all, he was only slightly injured and did not completely lose his combat power.

This made Mr. Zong a little uncomfortable, and at the same time he was a little jealous. It should be noted that he would never be able to do this when he was as old as Jiang Feng.

This shows that Jiang Feng's achievements have left him far behind in some aspects. It is almost a foregone conclusion to surpass him in the future, and it is nothing more than a matter of time.

"If you die so easily, wouldn't that be boring?" Jiang Feng grinned and said slowly.

"You are right. Although I really want to kill you, I don't want you to die too quickly. Seeing you die in a torture, maybe I will be extremely happy." Mr. Zong laughed.

"Maybe it's you who died." Jiang Feng said coldly.

After saying that, Jiang Feng moved his wrist and took a sword. However, this sword did not stab at Old Master Zong, but into the air in front of him. In this way, Jiang Feng stabbed out the nine swords in a strange way.

"melt!"

After the Nine Swords, Jiang Feng let out a low roar deep in his throat. The first sword of the Daluo Nine Swords, nine subtle changes, were all melted into a sword by him.

The sword intent surged, and Jiang Feng's sword intent and sword momentum became extremely fierce. The sword tip in his hand trembled violently, as if he couldn't bear it and would burst at any time.

"What is he doing?" Someone's sarcastic change.

Mr. Zong's face also changed slightly. He felt a potential threat. This was the first time he had felt such a threat from Jiang Feng.

"cut!"
Chapter completed!