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Chapter 691

Feng Cheng's face turned pale in an instant.

Even he couldn't stop Qin Chen's sword. He lost his right arm. How could Feng Shaofeng, who had just been seriously injured, resist it?

"Dare you?" Feng Cheng roared, his eyes turned red, as if crazy.

"Do you think I dare!"

Qin Chen sneered and said indifferently. The sword light became stronger, like lightning, and instantly came to Feng Shaofeng.

Looking at Feng Shaofeng's terrified eyes, Qin Chen sneered.

He also knew he was afraid? But how did he treat You Qianxue at the beginning?

If Qin Chen hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid that You Qianxue would have died today, and even Xiao Zhan and the others would have died at the hands of Feng Lun and the others.

Since the Feng family dares to attack his friends, why don’t he, Qin Chen?

"No, you have let me go, you can't kill me!"

Faced with Qin Chen's unrivaled sword, Feng Shaofeng's face twisted wildly, showed a look of despair, and roared loudly.

Is Feng Shaofeng going to die? He was beheaded on the day of his wedding?

At this moment, a lot of things emerged in Feng Shaofeng's mind, the most of which were the warriors who had died at his hands, and the look of despair in their eyes before they died.

Is this the feeling of dying desperately?

"Puff!"

With a light sound, Feng Shaofeng's figure suddenly frozen, his expression frozen, his eyes opened, revealing fear and despair. He never thought that he would be today.

The next moment.

puff!

A blood mark appeared on Feng Shaofeng's eyebrows, and the whole person was split into two, split into two from the middle and fell to the ground.

"Do you really think I'll let you go? Just now, I was just playing tricks on you!"

Looking at Feng Shaofeng's fallen body, Qin Chen sneered in his heart. From the moment Feng Shaofeng forced You Qianxue, this person was bound to die.

hiss!

The others on the field looked at Feng Shaofeng's fallen body and gasped, feeling their hearts beating wildly and their hair stood up.

The eldest son of the Feng family is dead?

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, and their hearts were shocked.

They knew Feng Shaofeng's status in the Feng family very well. It can be said that Feng Shaofeng had long been appointed as the next head of the Feng family, and was also the most rare genius in the Feng family for a hundred years, but now, he is actually dead.

Qin Chen had no words or nonsense, and killed him as soon as he said it. With one sword, he shattered the hope of the Feng family. He did what he said, and wanted to slaughter the Feng family, and Feng Shaofeng was just the beginning.

This guy is so cruel!

Don't mess with it!

At this time, everyone looked at Qin Chen dumbly, unable to describe the shock in their hearts. How could they have such confidence when they killed the eldest son of the Feng family, a disciple of the five countries, in the Feng family? How dare he be? Everyone couldn't figure it out.

"ah……"

A shrill roar instantly woke the crowd up. Feng Cheng stared blankly at the corpse lying on the ground, his only son, his son who had spent more than 20 years to carefully cultivate, and his Feng family's pride.

Today was supposed to be a happy day for Shaofeng, but now, he was lying on the ground, motionless.

"I want you to die, and you all will die!"

Feng Cheng stared at Qin Chen with resentment, and the blood power in his body roared wildly, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a demon god.

Qin Chen held the mysterious rust sword in his hand, looking at Feng Cheng who was roaring and roaring, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"I want you to die too."

Qin Chen sneered, his eyes cold. Before, he just warmed up, but now, the warm-up is over.

"call out!"

He redirected his body and actually took the initiative to attack Feng Cheng first.

"Arrogant, die for me!"

Feng Cheng roared and punched Qin Chen's head with a punch.

However, after he punched out, it fell into the air. With a swish, Qin Chen had arrived beside him and slashed out with a swish.

"puff!"

The true power of Feng Cheng's body protection was instantly cut open, and then a bunch of blood splattered in the air. Feng Cheng screamed and flew backwards. A blood mark nearly a foot long appeared on his chest, and blood kept splashing from it.

What?

How could it be?

How is that possible?

The crowd was shocked, and when both sides fought, Feng Cheng was actually injured!

Feng Cheng also looked at Qin Chen in shock and anger. Qin Chen's body movement just now was so fast that he could not catch it at all, so he was already hit by a sword with a flash in front of him. How could a fifth-level Wu Zong be so terrible? He didn't understand!

Qin Chen sneered, without saying a word, and took action again.

"puff!"

Another blood mark appeared, Feng Cheng screamed, and a bloody mouth was cut by the long sword again.

Slow, too slow!

Qin Chen shook his head. Compared to Yi Ren Tu, the captain of the sect guard at the peak of the mid-stage sixth level of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Feng Cheng was too weak, so weak that he could only be ravaged by Qin Chen without a formation.

"Puff puff puff!"

Qin Chen took action quickly. In the blink of an eye, dense bloodstains appeared on Feng Cheng's body, and his whole body instantly turned into a bloody man.

"Hua Sheng, you won't help you!"

Feng Cheng was extremely frightened and his whole body was in great pain. If it weren't for his amazing defense, he would probably have died at Qin Chen's hands now.

Hua Sheng's expression condensed. To be honest, Qin Chen's strength was beyond his expectations. If it were someone else, he would have been safe and took action not far away. However, facing the murderer who killed his son and the genius who possessed the greatest inheritance of Gu Nandu, Hua Sheng hesitated for a moment and rushed up.

"call!"

An ancient drum treasure appeared in his hand instantly. With a thud, the drum sound vibrated, and screams were heard everywhere on the field. Many guests with weak cultivation were bleeding from their ears and noses. Under the drum sound, they were severely injured and retreated wildly.

Qin Chen also fainted slightly in his mind. The next moment, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"bite!"

At the critical moment, the mysterious rust sword suddenly appeared in front of Qin Chen, stopping Hua Sheng's powerful sword.

then!

Swish!

The sword light flashed again, Hua Sheng blew backwards, and a sword mark appeared on his chest. If it weren't for his reaction, it was only a little short of that, the sword light would have to cut him open directly.

"How could it be?"

While flying backwards, Hua Sheng was shocked and angry. His true treasure contained spiritual attacks. Even the sixth-level martial master would be shocked at least one breath. With this treasure, he had sneak attacked and killed several martial masters.

But Qin Chen woke up instantly and even fought back immediately, which made him unable to understand.

"Kill Feng Cheng first, then kill him."

He looked at Hua Sheng coldly. Qin Chen did not pursue him, but rushed towards the seriously injured Feng Cheng.

"Come and help me!"
Chapter completed!
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