Qin Feng walked towards the altar, and Xiaohu, Ba Niu and the others all rushed up and rushed over.

Qin Feng carried Bai Yourong into the altar with his back, and the door of the altar had been blocked by the crowd of black oppressors, and it was bustling with people.

There are chairs around the altar, and several people are sitting there leisurely drinking tea.

In addition to several middle-aged and elderly people wearing Miao costumes, there are also several figures in straight suits, judging from their dress, it should not be the Miao family.

A pale young man dressed in groom clothes was sitting on the upper seat, the man had a serious face, his eyes were gloomy and shiny, when he saw Bai Yourong, a trace of amazement flashed in his pupils, and soon this amazement turned into greed and domination, but when his eyes fell on Qin Feng, there was only murderous intent left in his eyes.

"Are you from the Bai Clan? Know the rules? You are not qualified to stand here! Get out!" The Holy Son of the Jiuli Clan stared at Qin Feng and said coldly.

Qin Feng glanced at him, didn't speak, and carefully put down the white face on his body.

At this moment, Bai Yourong was numb, especially his buttocks, and it was a little difficult to stand, so he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and glared at him with disgust.

Qin Feng smiled, turned to look at these people sitting in front of the altar, and put away his smile: "Who is the Jiuli Patriarch?"

As soon as these words fell, a man with a cold expression next to the groom immediately shouted: "Our Holy Son asked you, why don't you reply?"

"Are you the patriarch?" Qin Feng asked as he stared at the old man.

"I'm not. The man snorted.

"Aren't you just shut up and call the patriarch of your Jiuli clan to see me. Qin Feng said lightly.

How domineering!

How arrogant!

None of the people in the room could sit still.

Especially the people of the Jiuli tribe outside the door, they were angry one by one.

This person is simply the one who looks down on their Jiuli clan!

"It's worthy of a cousin!

"This is the man of our Bai tribe!"

Xiaohu and the others worshipped and secretly vowed to be such a person in the future.

As everyone knows, without strength, this kind of person dies the fastest.

"This young man's tone is really not small. A middle-aged man in a suit sitting on the right side smiled faintly and looked at the person beside the Holy Son: "Ah Fu, they all say that you are the most outstanding disciple of the patriarch, why don't you show your hands and let us old guys take a look, just take it as a little color on the Holy Son's big day." ”

"Yes, we also want to see the ancient martial arts of the Jiuli tribe, I heard that the Jiuli tribe is the best at using poison, I don't know if it's true or not, today also opened our eyes!" A woman in a red cheongsam next to her also smiled.

Everyone was interested.

The man hesitated, looked at the Holy Son, the Holy Son nodded slightly, and the man immediately understood, and walked out with his eyes full of fighting intent.

"It's a funeral!!"

The crowd exclaimed.

There was a boil all around.

"Qin Feng, you have to be careful, this person is not simple, he is much stronger than the Ba Niu outside. Bai Yourong said in a low voice.

"Isn't Ba Niu the number one warrior of the Jiuli Clan, how can there be someone more powerful than him?" Qin Feng was stunned.

"The first warrior of the Jiuli clan was sealed for him by those laymen outside, it is all water, this is different, this Ah Fu is the apprentice of the patriarch of the Jiuli clan, and he is also the bodyguard of the Holy Son, he is famous, not in the clan, his ancient martial arts attainments and Miao Jiang's poisonous Gu skills are much stronger than those with developed limbs like Ba Niu!" Bai Yourong explained.

When Qin Feng heard this, he grinned: "It's okay, my ancient martial arts attainments and poison skills are also very high, don't you know, I was dedicated to fighting against foreign forces, defending my family and defending the country, and I beat those foreigners who were holding their heads and running around! Because my poison skills are very powerful, many foreigners call me 'Death Wizard'! What's the matter? Isn't it very domineering?"

"It's all at this time, and you're still bragging!" Bai Yourong glared at him angrily.

"Now to tell the truth, no one believes it. ”

Qin Feng shook his head.

"Let's do it. Ah Fu stepped forward and stared at Qin Feng and said coldly.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a touch of coldness: "I'm here to talk to your patriarch about something, not to beg to see your patriarch! I've been merciful outside the village before, I don't have so much patience to talk nonsense with you, I only ask now, where is your patriarch!"

"You're even more arrogant than I thought, I'm going to make you miserable!" snorted.

"Okay, let me see Miao Jiang's poisonous Gu technique!"

Qin Feng said coldly, and suddenly moved, and rushed towards Ah Fu like a phantom.

What a speed!

Ah Fu's face was shocked, and he immediately took out a bag of poisonous powder and sprinkled it around.

However.

The poisonous powder couldn't stop Qin Feng's attack, and the momentum passed through the poisonous powder like a bamboo, and a punch hit Ah Fu's chest.

Boom.

There was a cracking sound.

Ah Fu's whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the altar, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of fleshy blood spewed out directly, and he lost his combat power in an instant.

"What?"

The Holy Son and the others all stood up from their chairs and looked at this scene in disbelief.

A funeral... Actually defeated by a punch?

There was an uproar all around.

But Ah Wei got up, but he sneered again and again: "Stupid!!Reckless!!Idiot!!Dare to ignore my 'blood silkworm powder'! You have already been poisoned by my blood silkworm powder! If you don't get the antidote, within 30 minutes, your heart will melt into blood and die! From now on, your life is in my hands! You have already lost! Fool !!."

When the Holy Son and the others heard this, their faces relaxed.

Although Ah Fu was seriously injured by a punch, he seemed to be in control of the situation.

The poison of the Miao family is well-known in all directions.

"Blood silkworm powder?"

Qin Feng raised his arm to take a look, but saw a thin red line appear in his palm, like a trace of a spring silkworm crawling.

Bai Yourong was shocked.

"After thirty minutes, the red thread will spread to your wrist tendons, and your heart will melt, and you will not obediently kneel down and beg for mercy!!" Ah Fu was helped down from the altar and sneered.

"This three-legged cat's poison also wants to poison me?

Qin Feng was not afraid, with a flick of his fingers, several silver needles flew out and quickly pricked his arm a few times.

In an instant, the thin red line in the palm of the hand instantly dimmed, and then disappeared.

Solve in seconds!

"What?"

Ah Fu's eyes have been dumbfounded!

The people around him froze instantly.

Especially Bai Yourong, the red fluttering little face directly solidified.

It's a second detoxification...

Shiro was worried.

"My blood silkworm powder poison... It's impossible! You... Who the hell are you?" said in a trembling voice.

"Didn't I just say that?"

"Die... Death Wizard?"

The strange name made everyone present unbelievable.

"But are you also called poison powder? look at mine!"

Qin Feng said lightly, with a little pace, and rushed towards Ah Fu again.

Fierce power poured into him like a flood of beasts.

"Stop!" the Holy Son shouted angrily, jumped up, and blasted towards Qin Feng with one palm.

Qin Feng shook away with his backhand, and the Holy Son was directly shocked back a few steps, but Qin Feng's pace did not stop, he instantly approached Ah Fu, waved his hand, and a wisp of pale white disgust instantly sank into Ah Fu's nasal cavity.

Ah Fu trembled, and the whole person suddenly fell to the ground, the skin of his body cracked, and he continued to twitch, and then he stopped moving.

I don't know if it's life or death.

The horrific sight deeply stimulated everyone present.

"Is Ah Fu dead?"

"This outsider killed Ah Fu!"

Frightened and angry voices were heard outside.

If Qin Feng was only provoking the Jiuli clan before.

Now, he is slapping the Jiuli people in the face!

A large number of strong men from the Jiuli clan rushed in, swords drawn with crossbows.

At the same time, the aura around Jiuli Village trembled, and those terrifying beings seemed to sense the abnormal movement here and were already leaning towards this side.

Is it finally time to make a move?

Qin Feng's expression became serious, and he no longer looked at Ah Fu, but turned around and walked towards the Holy Son.

"What do you want to do!" the Holy Son's face was cold, and his face was extremely ugly.

"The patriarch of your Jiuli clan refuses to show up, so I have no choice but to cut you!" Qin Feng said coldly.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" the Son was so shocked and angry that he wanted to make a move.

But even Ah Fu was defeated by Qin Feng with one move, how strong can the Holy Son of the same age as Ah Fu be?

People are worried.

The Jiuli people over there rushed directly to surround Qin Feng.

The scene is about to erupt!

But at this moment, a hoarse voice came.

"Guest from afar, what is it that makes you so angry?"

As the voice fell, the crowd at the gate suddenly cracked, and an old man wearing a gray robe with his hair coiled appeared.

The old man was tall and strong, and his expression was not angry and arrogant, and he walked under the crowd of people.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked lightly.

But when he saw that the people around him were saluting the old man, the sound of the mountain shouting and the tsunami spread.

"Patriarch Yongfu !!"

The sound soared into the sky.

The old man stared at Qin Feng and said lightly, "This guest, now you know, right?"

"It turns out that you are the patriarch of Jiuli Village?" Qin Feng nodded: "I thought you weren't going to come out." ”

"Is there anything wrong with the guests coming to our Jiuli Village?"

"What are you Jiulizhai going to do today?"

"Happy events, the wedding of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, the tribes of the Quartet will come to participate. ”

"Alright, don't do it. Qin Feng said with a mouthful. ()

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