Upon hearing this, Zhao Siniang and Gui San looked at each other in disbelief.

Zhao Siniang, who was still charming, twisted her waist and smiled, "Young man, you say this. How can I bear to take action against you? This is what? When you deal with Ding Ba, I will fight you again, how about it?"

But before she could finish her words, a black shadow came. The speed was so fast that it was hard to defend!

"you……"

In a frightened state, Zhao Siniang had to use her bottom-up skills and pinched the rust flower needle. She saw four silver threads shot straight at the other party!

But clinking, the black shadow still flashed and easily avoided it.

Zhao Siniang was about to escape, but unexpectedly slapped her palm from behind.

"puff!"

Blood flowed, and almost all internal organs were damaged.

After barely standing still, Zhao Siniangzhen said with a tragic resentment: "Damn kid, my sister is kind enough to spare your life. You actually attacked!"

It was Qin Feng who killed her, but Qin Feng could not hear her. She saw her body disappear again and attacked the old man Gui San who was using a cigarette pole.

"Tsk tsk, young people. A good thing that has a strong qi and blood is just to do everything within their means."

Seeing Qin Feng attacking, Gui San smiled and swung his dry fingers. The cigarette rod that was originally in his mouth shot straight towards the black shadow in front of him.

"Eat me a fishing bottle strike!"

The power from his thin body, which came from somewhere, actually burst out hundreds of thousands of kilograms of huge force.

I am afraid that ordinary masters will not feel uncomfortable if they hit this blow.

But Qin Feng actually reached out to catch the clinker directly.

The terrifying power instantly smashed him into the ground. But after a moment, he saw Qin Feng rushing out from the ground and punching the turtle three-nosed bridge.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of shattering sounded, and Turtle San's nose bridge was smashed and blood flowed.

After receiving this blow, Gui San's entire face was almost smashed into it. He was already extremely ugly, but now he became even more ugly.

After finally wandering from the edge of life and death, Gui San instinctively touched his face, as if he was greatly stimulated. He screamed strangely and turned into a string of black shadows and disappeared.

The crowd around was already hustling. In just a few rounds, three master-level warriors were defeated very freely. If they were willing, the young man in front of him could even easily take away the lives of several people.

"Damn it, boy, take me a knife!"

Ding Ba barely stood up and used his spiritual power. The blood evil spirit rose above the Nine-ring Sword, and then he slashed out with one sword. The extremely evil murderous aura turned into a red sword light and slashed horizontally.

Buzz!

A sword sounded, and then a white light flashed.

The white light passed and collided with the red sword energy. Then he saw the sword energy shattering in response to the sound, and his remaining power slashed straight towards Ding Ba.

"ah……"

With a scream, Ding Ba was broken by his waist.

Suddenly, I saw red and white organs spilling all over the floor.

What's even more terrifying is that Ding Ba did not die at all.

Looking at his body being cut into two pieces in fear, Ding Ba instantly lost his mind. While shouting, he waved the nine-ring sword in his hand.

The fierce sword aura swept across the surroundings, and many viewers were also attacked by the sword aura and were seriously injured.

Seeing this scene, the priest who was presiding over the meeting looked cold and he swung his palm at Ding Ba with ease and freehand style!

I immediately saw that Ding Ba had some idea of ​​what was going on, and it was fried into a pile of minced meat.

Feeling the power of the Snow Mountain Priest, Qin Feng frowned slightly. This person's strength is close to the Jitian Martial Realm. Even if he has not yet reached it, he is probably not much different.

"You are the only one, how do you say?"

Step by step towards Zhao Siniang, Qin Feng's tone was plain and slightly cruel.

Seeing a pile of minced meat on the ground, I remembered the fate of Gui San. Zhao Siniang finally couldn't bear the pressure and said funny: "Young hero, I believe it. I believe you came from Dengtianmen. Except for people like you, who dares to come from there."

Withdrawing his palm seal, Zhao Siniang was ashamed of pardon and was ready to leave.

However, just as Qin Feng turned around, Zhao Siniang screamed strangely: "Boy, your life belongs to me!"

Twelve flying needles rushed towards Qin Feng.

The speed of the laser firing is amazing.

But when I clinked, Qin Feng, who had just turned around, turned around and pushed out with a palm.

call!

The strong wind passed by, like an extreme attack. The terrible power shook back the twelve flying needles in an instant!

Poor Zhao Siniang screamed and fell to the ground and died.

Looking at the corpse again, I saw twelve flying needles neatly piercing the face, leaving twelve blood holes.

The priest cleaned up the body.

The surroundings were already in silence, and the warriors who had originally mocked Qin Feng stood there in a daze.

"Who else wants to give it a try?"

It was quiet below.

The warriors who were still fighting just now were astonished as the cicadas after Qin Feng showed their might.

None of the warriors who were on the field just now were famous, but I didn’t expect that I could not even get a single round in my hands. With their strength, it would be a slightest search for death to fight against them.

However, there is still one who can come to the stage.

I saw him wearing a hat and holding a long knife in his hand, which reminded Qin Feng of an acquaintance.

In the extreme west, the battlefield of subduing demons, the swordsman also dressed in this outfit. Unfortunately, I don’t know when I will return to that familiar battlefield and fight side by side with those brothers.

"Your Excellent's sword skills are superb, I'll come and see you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw this man pulling out his long sword, jumping, and rushing towards Qin Feng with an invincible momentum.

His speed was extremely fast, and with the sharp edge of the blade, he shone with a faint light.

Qin Feng did not dare to underestimate his opponent, so he retreated and avoided a move.

With one sword, the other party was not discouraged. He shouted loudly, and turned into a whirlwind again, and rushed towards the door.

"Good come!"

This sword technique is extremely mysterious. Apart from the swordsman, Qin Feng has never seen it in anyone else. He couldn't help but exclaim and suck Gang's spiritual power.

Raise the sword and use it to make a sword, and a sword is blasted out.

"Dragon Bird!"

A dragon bird war shadow appeared behind him, and in an instant he rushed towards the opponent with his power.

Trepidation!

The high-level Xuan-level martial arts are obviously not comparable to ordinary skills. Although this person's swordsmanship is considered to be perfect, it's a pity that the swordsmanship is still not of sufficient level, and I'm afraid he can barely be considered to be the primary level of Xuan-level.

Such skills collided with each other, and the difference was determined immediately.

Sure enough, with one move, the long sword in the opponent's hand was blown into pieces.

However, strangely, this person was not injured. When the dragon bird moves to reach his body, it naturally dissipates.

As a master, he naturally understood why. He raised his head and looked at Qin Feng in shock: "Why don't you kill me!"

"Why did you kill? You are similar to an old friend of mine. So, let your life go. Go down!"

The swordsman looked at the broken knife in front of him, without saying much, and slowly stepped down with his tired body.

Watching him leave, Qin Feng lifted the corner of his clothes and shouted:

"Who else!"

There was silence around, and no one dared to go up at this time.
Chapter completed!