Hearing Qin Feng's words, Zhuo Buxia was stunned.

If Zhuo doesn’t laugh, just likes to laugh, it doesn’t mean he is stupid.

What does Qin Feng mean?

Even if tomorrow is on Zhufeng Island, the martial arts tyrants bully and make things difficult, and who will kill them in the end will still be a matter of two things?

How confident is this?

Where does this come from confidence?

Zhuo Buxiao was shocked.

What was shocked was not Qin Feng's high fighting spirit, knowing that there was a tiger in the mountain, but his confidence, passionate blood, and unruly arrogance, which was almost unheard of by Zhuo Buxia! But soon, Zhuo Buxia suddenly came to his senses again.

"Hahaha, Brother Qin Feng is really in a true nature. I believe in you!"

Zhuo Buxiao laughed and said, "Since you said that, I have nothing to worry about. Tomorrow, I must have a good understanding of the greatness of the Qin Feng brothers!"

Qin Feng smiled and joked, "Then don't oversleep."

"Hahaha, absolutely not!"

Zhuo Buxiao patted his chest and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Be safe, I'll leave now and guard Zhufeng Island!"

After the words came, Zhuo Buxiao stomped his feet and the ground suddenly cracked. His tall figure also laughed away.

Qin Feng couldn't help but shake his head as he heard the laughter gradually fading away, and he was not happy.

Zhuo Buxiao knows how to laugh all day long, so his elder brother Zhuo Buxiao, do you have to cry all day long?

There are many weird people in the martial arts world.

What a crooked melon and jujube!...The next day, early morning.

Tihuayuan, Villa No. 109.

Qin Feng wore a Zhongshan suit and cotton shoes on his feet, and appeared in front of his family. He was full of energy, hard and soft, and had a bit of the smell of a master of martial arts.

Qin Feng rarely dresses like this.

But today, this outfit almost represents the great China.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was a bit dull and quiet.

In tranquility.

Li Qiuxue looked at Qin Feng lightly and said, "You really want to go?"

Qin Feng nodded: "I want to go."

Lin Jing pursed her lips and said, "Is there a high chance of winning?"

Qin Feng was silent.

Qiu Mengdie lowered her eyes: "Can you not go?"

Qin Feng did not respond.

The atmosphere once again became silent, and everyone's heart was filled with complexity and struggle.

From the perspective of Li Qiuxue and others, they definitely don’t want Qin Feng to go to Zhufeng Island to make an appointment, because there is not only one sword god there! But from Qin Feng’s perspective, this battle is inevitable.

The challenge of the sword god is not groundless. Even in this battle, Qin Feng cannot represent China, and he cannot retreat at the last minute, because retreat cannot solve the problem, and instead makes those who are hostile to him look down upon him.

It would be fine if you look down on me, but Qin Feng never cared about the eyes of others.

But once this is looked down upon, there will be countless troubles in the future! It is obvious that Li Qiuxue and others also know Qin Feng's situation.

Finally, Li Qiuxue sighed quietly and said to Qin Feng with a smile: "Go, go, go early and come back early, we will wait for you at home."

Qin Feng nodded, raised his foot and walked outside the house.

Little Yunduo, who was sitting on Li Qiuxue's hips, looked at Qin Feng's back and danced: "Dad, beat the bad guys to death, beat those bad guys to death!"

When Qin Feng heard the sound, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, beat the bad guy to death!... Half an hour later.

Qin Feng appeared at Nancheng Wharf.

A beautiful and beautiful Western woman appeared in front of Qin Feng in her arms with a slender wooden box.

The woman is tall and long, and looks a bit lifeless overall, but she is not without the mature and sexy of a Western woman. Her round and slender thighs are looming in the hem of a lace skirt, which is fascinating.

Witch, Diana! Diana, who followed Qin Feng to China, has always been responsible for protecting the granddaughters of Mo Qingfeng. However, with the collapse of the Ji family, the Qiu family was too busy to handle the crisis around them. The crisis around them was no longer as tense as before, and the Canglong Group's divine weapons were no longer so tense.

On the eve of the decisive battle, Qin Feng asked Diana to return to Canglong Castle... "Boss God, your sword!"

Diana secretly glanced at Qin Feng, then hurriedly lowered her head and dared not look directly at her. She put her hands on the wooden box in her arms, and her voice was filled with admiration and respect.

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Feng nodded and reached out to take the heavy wooden box.

Then, he raised his foot and headed towards the large ship docked at the pier.

Diana was stunned when she saw this, hurriedly followed Qin Feng and said in a deep voice: "Boss God, I will accompany you."

"What are you doing with me?"

Qin Feng glanced at Diana and said calmly: "Instead of distracting me by my side, it's better to take a taxi to Dihuayuan and take a look at the house with Xiao Xiao."

Diana was stunned and didn't dare to continue to follow Qin Feng.

Qin Feng quickly got on the ship, and his leisurely voice came back to Diana's ears: "Diana, wait for me to pass away. If you see some of my babies suffer losses, you will ask me!"

Boom! A dull and loud voice resounded, and the huge ship sailed and headed deep towards the endless ocean.

Diana, standing alone at the dock, looked at the ship away until she disappeared. She came to her senses dullly, and a little loss and worry appeared on her delicate face.

I really envy those women... I sighed quietly, and Diana turned around and left.

...The scorching sun is like fire, and the sea breeze is howling.

Zhufeng Island is an isolated island thirty nautical miles away from Yangcheng. It is said that there were large-scale laboratories here before, with so much harmful substances that the entire island is deserted. Looking around, there are almost only a few yellow trees.

It can be said that no grass grows! In places like this, no one will set foot on them for decades.

But today, this Fengfeng Island is so lively.

Figures gathered together, in groups, some were wearing commoners, some were gorgeous brocade robes, and at first glance, there were about hundreds of people, swords and sticks, and if they were seen by ordinary people, they would probably think that this was a group of actors in costume martial arts films.

The crowds are full of people, and there is a bit of a momentum in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", where six major sects besiege Guangmingding.

At the center point where the people gathered in the martial arts world were standing at this time a bleak man from the Japanese Kingdom.

The man was wearing a samurai uniform, with a samurai sword hanging around his waist, wearing wooden clogs, his eyes were faint and expressionless, allowing the sounds around him to shake the earth. From beginning to end, he did not react at all.

It seemed that in his eyes, there was only one person left except him.

And that person hasn't come yet... "It's almost noon. That guy Qin Feng won't retreat at the last minute and dare not come, right?"
Chapter completed!