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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth murder

The warrior pointed by beggar Qin Feng's finger made everyone feel puzzled.

They didn't notice anything strange about these warriors.

However, there were also some shrewd warriors among them, and their eyes seemed to have fallen on Wusheng Sword Master Su Leng inadvertently.

However, he discovered that his originally gloomy expression suddenly became very ugly, like a pickled eggplant.

It turns out that those warriors appointed by Qin Feng were all entrusted by him to portray him as an upright person and to portray Mi Tian as a despicable villain.

He even did not hesitate to expose all the dirty things about the battle for the Holy Son.

Su Leng was shocked, and the endless killing aura became even more violent.

Even the realm of several-foot-long swords that always filled the whole body expanded more than ten times in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, there were no other warriors around him.

Otherwise, due to the skyrocketing increase in the realm, the fate of the warriors around Su Leng would be like the pillar shrouded in the realm, shattered into powder.

"Desecrate the Supreme Court! Die! Die! Die!"

Su Leng couldn't wait to kill him.

The terrifying long river of swordsmanship pours down like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, with the tendency to destroy everything.

"Did I discover your secret and want to kill you to silence it? I am just a beggar. Life and death are really worthless.

Let me give you another test between life and death!"

The beggar Qin Feng’s smile was a bit charming.

Then, he cast his eyes on the young man in green robe: "Now, throw Taishangge Mi Xiaoge in front of me.

I would like to see if Su Leng, the Wusheng Sword Master who is highly praised by everyone, chooses to kill me and silence me. Of course, if he kills and silences me, Mi Xiaoge will definitely die if he stands in front of me.

If he chooses to save Mi Xiaoge, even for just a moment, he has given me the opportunity to tell his true secret.

I am very curious about the choice of Wusheng Sword Master Su Leng!

I guess everyone is the same!"

After saying this, Qin Feng looked around with a touch of amusement.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes became strange.

Even those warriors who have not seen the mystery in the beggar Qin Feng.

I couldn't help but feel chilled by the beggar's plan to see through people's hearts.

Of course, as Qin Feng said, everyone was extremely curious about Su Leng's decision.

With all the attention on him, Su Leng's face flashed a little solemnly.

For the first time, he felt the terror of the ordinary-looking beggar in front of him.

To kill or not?

He also hesitated.

This hesitation quickly disappeared.

"The beggar's plan is too terrifying. Now that he has become an enemy.

This time he couldn't be killed. Not only did he face his own scheme being seen through, but he also faced the beggar plotting again.

Being such a beggar who can see through everything, this time he plotted against me, which already put me in a dilemma.

How terrifying will the next plan be?"

Thinking of this, Su Leng's murderous intent became even brighter.

He rushed forward desperately.

Mi Xiaoge was already traumatized.

Now, how can we resist the Wu Sheng Sword that is coming violently from Su Leng, who possesses the combat power of a demigod?

In an instant, Mi Xiaoge's body was destroyed by the endless sword energy frenzy.

Only endless resentment is left, permeating the world and lasting for a long time.

"Su Leng actually killed Mi Xiaoge!"

"Incredible! Originally, I thought it was just the old beggar's nonsense, pointing at some people randomly, but I didn't expect that these people really have secrets."

"What kind of secret is it? He actually let Su Leng kill Mi Xiaoge at all costs, but he also wanted to cover up the secret.

Now, I feel extremely curious in my heart."



Everyone's hearts are agitated.

Many warriors even wanted to arrest the warriors identified by Qin Feng and take a closer look at Su Leng's secret.

However, they thought about it and let it go.

Not to mention, Taishangge is extremely powerful and domineering.

Just the invincible fighting power displayed by Su Leng has already made many warriors afraid of him.

It was Su Leng's behavior that made everyone praise the beggar for his insight and terrifying calculations.

"It's just that the old beggar is dying now."

Those warriors who had not seen the power of the three hundred children's songs all said it with confidence.

Only those who have witnessed the power of three hundred children's songs understand that this beggar is definitely not simple.

Especially those warriors in the sealed land were very much looking forward to seeing a beggar trample those arrogant Taishangge warriors under their feet, causing them to suffer a devastating blow.

"Hey! It's hard to get into any profession these days. I just want to sell some secrets. Why can't I be more comfortable?"

Selling secrets?

A beggar selling secrets?

Some warriors don't know why.

Even, it feels a bit ridiculous.

The beggar Qin Feng didn't care about these things.

His eyes fell on Qingpao beside him: "I once said that I only need to practice three hundred children's songs hard in three months.

It can give you a place in the sealed land. This is definitely not a boast.

Of course, I know that even you still have some doubts in your heart.

Now, I will show you the true power of three hundred children's songs."

Those warriors who didn't understand why were laughing crazily because of the secret book of three hundred children's songs.

Qin Feng, the beggar, looked around with an indifferent smile on his face.

Laugh at it!

It's a mockery now, and it will be a slap in the face after a while.

Thinking of this, the sound of three hundred children's songs rang out in the void.

Child, child, why are you so bad?

Bullying! Cheating! Why did you do it?

Learn to be good children and love each other.

Care is in the heart, full of color.

Be good! Come back soon.

My arms are always open for you

Be good and repent sincerely!



Beggar Qin Feng's three hundred children's songs once came out, and no matter whether it was the Taishang Pavilion, the Holy Land of Creation, or the warriors from the eight great families, everyone was deceived at this time.

They were all latecomers and saw the so-called Three Hundred Children's Songs for the first time.

Facing a Wusheng Killing Sword with the combat power of a demigod, a beggar sang such a retarded song.

Is this really not a dream?

"Wait to die!"

This was the only thought in the minds of the later warriors.

Even those demigods from Taishang Pavilion are dissatisfied with Wusheng Sword Master Su Leng.

However, I still have great faith in the strength of Wusheng Sword.

If the strongest true disciple of Taishang Pavilion cannot even deal with a beggar.

What power do they have that can lead the world?

Besides, it's just a ridiculous children's song with 300 songs, how can it be compared with The Storm of the Inanimate Sword?


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