Chapter 573: Who said that a three-inch pen tip cannot be stained with blood?
Chapter 573: Who said a three-inch pen tip cannot be stained with blood?
Everyone knows that Shenwu Wufu's offensive is domineering, but it lacks magic.
The opponent's strongest attack was easily blocked. Qin Feng was naturally relieved at this moment.
However, he did not expect that the defensive power of the Haotian Mirror, which was fused with the Hongmeng Immortal Qi, would be so amazing that even a martial artist with the fourth-grade sword-forging-my-bone realm could not do anything about it!
"You!" The hanging man has killed countless people. When has he ever received such an insult?
While he ordered the other four to attack again, he slashed with all his strength.
But Qin Feng was like a turtle hiding in its shell, unmoved at all!
The golden sound continued, and the sword energy met the Haotian Mirror, and it fell apart as soon as it came into contact with it.
Without the means to defeat the enemy, the predicament of the Blood Moon Map has become a joke.
As the situation was no longer life-threatening, Qin Feng once again asked about the way to leave this place.
Xuan Yi said without hesitation: "There are many ways to leave this spatial treasure.
For example, expand the realm and crush this spatial treasure.
Or you can use space magic to tear apart the space, and you can leave safely."
Qin Feng's expression froze: "Senior, can you tell me something I can do?"
Xuan Yi chuckled: "The first method is indeed a bit more difficult, but the second method is quite easy for you.
Don’t you have that space jade pendant? As long as you use the space technique in it, it won’t be difficult to leave this place.”
Why didn't I expect... Qin Feng suddenly realized it and was about to do it, but heard the senior say again: "However, I don't recommend you do this."
"Why?"
"You have just entered the fourth level of freedom in cultivation. It is the time when you need to practice and polish yourself.
However, your two ladies are too strong, and the golden-winged roc won't really want to kill you. Fighting with them can only be regarded as a discussion at best.
But now is a great opportunity, after all, these people... really want to kill you!"
Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this, and Xuan Yi also became serious in his tone: "We scholars should nourish our bodies with awe-inspiring righteousness, and seek the Tao and ask the heavens with Hongmeng's immortal energy.
It's not that I can't kill, it's that I don't want to.
As the saying goes, when a man is angry, his blood will be splashed five steps forward.
Who said that a three-inch pen tip cannot be stained with blood?
The so-called fourth-grade free and easy state is to seek a free and easy state. Everyone bullies and kills you, how can you leave without fighting?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng suddenly remembered the scene in the academy where Senior Xuan was guarding the gates of the school, fighting against the gods and demons all over the world, and he was filled with passion.
"Treasures also need people to activate them. If the owner of the treasure dies..."
"We can get rid of the current predicament by ourselves." Qin Feng added, with a firm expression.
The men in black were still looking for ways to break Qin Feng's defense, but they didn't expect that the latter had unlocked the weird defense by himself?
The Xuantian man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "So that's it, that powerful defense has taken a huge toll on himself, and he can no longer maintain it.
Take advantage of his illness and take his life, kill him!"
The moment the words fell, the other four people had already taken action.
Three steps followed by two, and then an afterimage appeared.
The fifth-level divine martial artist is a divine warrior, so his speed is naturally astonishing!
"We got it!" A man rushed to the back of Qin Feng and shouted loudly. The blade of the long knife in his hand was trembling, and he was about to drink blood!
But the blade is fast, and Qin Feng's counterattack is even faster!
A bolt of white thunder was like a winter firework, piercing directly through the head of the man in black, and with such force that it penetrated the chest of the man in black on the other side!
In just a flash of lightning, two men in black were killed!
Seeing this, the other two people immediately pulled away, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
The reputation of Wensheng Taoist tradition is mostly concentrated on Tianjian Guoshi alone, and more people evaluate Wensheng Taoism as a weak scholar with no power to tie a chicken!
How could they have imagined that instead of running out of energy, Qin Feng actually had such a powerful and powerful killing move?
Looking at the bloody holes in the head and chest of his fallen comrade, it is not difficult to imagine that if Bai Lei fell on him, he would have the same result!
The two men in black looked at each other in disbelief, and then decided to retreat. They kept moving back. Their killing moves could not break through the defense, and their lives were in danger. There was no need to continue this battle.
The man in Xuantian also narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to sacrifice the Blood Moon Picture and leave this world.
This assassination was really an underestimation of the enemy. No one expected that a scholar could have such combat power when fighting alone.
Even if he continues to fight, he is not sure of killing him, and may miss the mark...
When I thought about this, my inherent murderous aura was destroyed by itself.
"Let's go!" the man shouted.
The three figures all retreated violently.
"Huh?" Qin Feng was slightly startled, but he never expected this result.
But he didn't want to let the three of them leave, or to be more precise, the leader!
Being assassinated for no reason made him naturally angry, and what he was even more afraid of was that these people would take action against his family.
Because of this, he must find clues from the other party.
And the leader must have the highest probability of having clues!
In the divine sea, thunderous righteousness surges.
It is obviously a false world, but high in the sky, there are dark clouds covering the sky and thunder surging!
Qin Feng used the five thunder visualization diagrams to evolve the righteous energy of thunder, and used the thunder of heavenly tribulation to temper his physical body and soul.
He is naturally very good at controlling the Thunder.
And the Wen Sheng Taoist who is in the fourth level of Xiaoyao Realm can manifest the power of heaven and earth with the spirit of origin!
The three of them were shocked when they saw a sea of thunder in the sky.
At this moment, Qin Feng stretched out his right hand towards the three of them and murmured: "Fall!"
Thunder strikes!
The huge thunder dragon swallowed the three of them instantly!
When the dark clouds dispersed, the thunder stopped, and the place where the thunder dragon roared was a mess.
The two weaker men in black had already turned into ashes.
The leading man was also covered in burnt black, vomiting blood, and looked like he was dying.
"Who wants to kill me?" Qin Feng asked calmly.
The man didn't answer, but suddenly his eyes bulged and blood spurted out.
Within a few moments, his body turned into black blood, emitting green smoke and exuding a pungent smell.
Although Qin Feng had expected that the man would not reveal the person behind the scenes, he did not expect that the other party would be so decisive.
But even if nothing is left, there are still no clues.
Because Qin Feng recognized why the man died - it was poison.
"Hua Gu Powder."
...
Suddenly someone on the noisy street exclaimed: "Look, there's a fire over there!"
"Don't panic, don't panic, someone's young master probably has nothing to do but burn paintings and play."
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a painting lying somewhere on the street.
The content of the painting has been blurred, and only a blood moon is still vaguely visible.
Someone brought a basin of water from home and poured it down. The fire continued until the scroll was burned out.
The big man setting up the green orange stall looked into the distance, wanting to see the excitement, but was interrupted by a young man in black: "How much do green oranges cost?"
"Three cents per catty, how much do you want, sir?"
Qin Feng pondered for a moment. He bought Qingjie just because he was afraid that the battle just now would stain his body with the smell, and he wanted to get rid of it so as not to worry his family.