Like thunder! Qin Feng's loud voice was like the rolling thunder coming from the sky, which permeated the eardrums of everyone on the scene and shook everyone's hearts.

Cheng Yue, the Great Elder of Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhao Xing, the third elder of the Ghost King Valley.

These two people, even in the martial arts world, are famous and respectable.

And now, Qin Feng actually spoke such arrogant words to them?

How arrogant is this?

How rampant is this?

Even Zhuo Buxiao, when he heard Qin Feng's words, he couldn't help but misunderstand for a long time, looking at Qin Feng with a dull face, his face full of shock and sorrow.

Brother Qin Feng, you are showing off! Cheng Yue and Zhao Xing were so angry that they were so ashamed that they were so embarrassed.

humiliation.

For them, this was a cruel humiliation! "Children Qin Feng, don't be too arrogant!"

Cheng Yue was so angry that his face turned red and his teeth were gritted at Qin Feng and said, "Why do I need to join forces with Brother Zhao when the life-and-death battle is fought?

Kill you, I am alone!"

The words are over.

Bang! Cheng Yue stepped on the ground with his feet, and the ground cracked loudly. His thin figure also came to the scene in a blink of an eye and landed less than twenty meters away from Qin Feng.

At this time, there was an extra silver-white sword in his hand.

Qin Feng glanced at Cheng Yue lightly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger: "Swords are good swords, but unfortunately, they are just a waste in your hands."

"Rampant kids, don't talk nonsense!"

Cheng Yue's face was gloomy and distorted, and he said ruthlessly: "Come on the sword to fight!"

"Hold the sword?"

Qin Feng looked down at Canglong Jian, then smiled and shook his head: "Why do you need to use a sword to kill you?"

Hiss! A sound of gasping in the crowd suddenly sounded.

Qin Feng is too crazy! Cheng Yue felt heavy humiliation again, and his old face turned red and red. If he had not lived for most of his life, he would probably have angered him to death with just a few words from Qin Feng.

Rampant child, rampant child! "Kill my child and humiliate me, Qin Feng, I will tear you into pieces!"

Cheng Yue could no longer bear it, and with a loud shout, he no longer had any trace of ink, and swept towards Qin Feng with a sharp sword in his hand.

The strong wind suddenly blew, and the sword energy was soaring! The strong sword energy enveloped Qin Feng almost in an instant.

The murderous intention was decisive, and others were shocked.

"What a strong sword energy!"

"Cheng Yue is indeed well-known!"

"This kind of sword energy is no less inferior to the sword energy of the sword god. Qin Feng has been injured, so it is probably difficult to survive in Cheng Yue's hands."

"Qin Feng is dead."

"..." Some people exclaimed, some people screamed, and some people closed their eyes silently, as if they didn't want to see the bloody scene of Qin Feng being killed by a sword.

Those present today were all people with more or less identities in the martial arts world. How could they not see it? Cheng Yue also knew that Qin Feng would not see it, so he used the strongest killing move as soon as he tried.

Not to mention that Qin Feng has no sword in his hand, even if he has a sword, he may have a life of death! Only Qin Feng himself was calm and looked at the figure swept by Cheng Yue. A hint of chill and mockery were permeated in his dark eyes.

Qin Feng simply closed his eyes.

"Have you given up?"

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yue couldn't help but sneer: "If you give up, you will die!"

In an instant, Cheng Yue had already arrived in front of Qin Feng.

Go to Hua to get the truth, and slash it with a fancy sword.

This sword almost exerted Cheng Yue's full strength. Even if he was a master with equal strength as his, he would die on the spot if he was not careful.

Cheng Yue seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Qin Feng being cut in half by his sword.

But at this moment.

Qin Feng opened his eyes.

Not abrupt, but also very abrupt.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the murderous aura is soaring into the sky.

Just one glance! Cheng Yue's heart suddenly thumped, and his back became cold, as if he was being targeted by a beast in the wilderness. He didn't know that there was no possibility of survival.

What's going on?

Before Cheng Yue could figure it out.

Ding! A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air.

Following closely behind, Cheng Yue felt a strong sense of frustration that he had never felt before.

Looking closely, he realized that his sword, which was a must-kill, had lost a little murderous aura at this time. The tip of the sword was clamped by two fingers, as if it had suddenly lost all its sharpness, became vague and lifeless.

No matter how hard Cheng Yue tried, the sword would be harder to get down! "How... possible?"

Cheng Yue's pupils tightened and he was shocked.

At this time.

Qin Feng's faint laughter came into his ears: "Is the Great Elder of Qingcheng Mountain, that's the only strength?"

Mocking, this is definitely mocking! Cheng Yue was furious.

But he didn't wait for him to come back to his senses.

Crane! The crisp sound of the broken metal and iron resounded.

Puff! Cheng Yue's chest was pierced directly, and blood was flowing on the spot.

The world is quiet.

The picture is stagnant.

Everyone's eyes at the scene, including Cheng Yue himself, were filled with endless horror and looked at the sword in a dull manner.

The silver-white long sword that is still tightly held in Cheng Yue's hand.

I saw that a corner of the sword was missing.

The breaking point is uneven, as if it is broken by a person... "Why do you need to use a sword to kill you?"

The sentence Qin Feng said not long ago is like a demonic sound, and it resounds in everyone's minds, and it will not dissipate for a long time.

Why do you need to use a sword to kill you? It's true! Cheng Yue lowered his head with difficulty, and looked at the wound on his chest that was constantly gushing with blood. His paler face was gradually filled with incredible spirit.

It seems that he still can't believe that Cheng Yue has been glorious all his life, but in the end, he died under his own sword.

How big is the strength gap between himself and Qin Feng?

Cheng Yue couldn't figure it out...bang! The dull sound of falling to the ground announced Cheng Yue's death.

The entire Fengfeng Island was silent! A bunch of eyes gathered a little, and when he looked at Cheng Yue's cold corpse, he was all stunned and could not believe that the elder of Qingcheng Mountain died like this.

Isn’t Qin Feng injured?

Is he really injured?

In the dead silence.

Zhuo Buxia came back to his senses and felt relieved. He looked directly at Zhao Xing with a gray face and said with a laugh, "Hahaha, Zhao Xing, have you seen it?"

This is strength, this is the strength of Brother Qin Feng. You are a thing that is neither human nor ghost. I originally wanted to save Cheng Yue's life, so you have to meddle in other people's business. Now, right?

You killed Cheng Yue!”

"Bastard, you..." Zhao Xing came to his senses and was very angry at Zhuo Buxia's move to throw the blame.

"Zhao Xing, right?"

At this time, Qin Feng's cold and indifferent gaze also fell on Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing was in a cold state.
Chapter completed!