"He killed the patriarch!!He killed the patriarch!!"

The nearest strong man of the Jiuli tribe sat on the ground in horror, shouting with a pale face, and his voice pierced the sky.

In an instant, there were people all over the mountains.

Countless people watched this scene in horror and disbelief

Rao is Bai Yourong was also shocked.

She didn't expect Qin Feng to be murderous at all.

Isn't he afraid of being aroused by the wrath of the entire Jiuli clan?

Isn't he afraid of being regarded as an outlier by the entire Miao Jiang?

Isn't he afraid of the revenge of the energy behind the Jiuli clan?

Bai Yourong's mind went blank and his heart was frightened, but soon, this fear turned into determination.

"Feng, you would rather kill the Jiuli Patriarch for me and offend the entire Jiuli Clan, then even if it is in the face of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, I will definitely accompany you!" Bai Yourong gritted his silver teeth and made a decision.

"He killed the patriarch!!"

"Avenge the patriarch!"

The crowd of people who gathered around let out a loud shout.

There were dozens of angry Jiuli powerhouses who had already rushed forward.

"Kill him, skin him, sacrifice my father with his entrails!" the Son cried out in a terrible manner, his whole pale face distorted with anger.

The scene was instantly chaotic.

"Kill me, can you do it?" Qin Feng snorted coldly, his fingers raised, and his strength rose again, hitting it like ripples.

Poof!

Another row of heads lifted into the air.

With a little on his feet, he rushed in and punched and slapped him, and with every move, someone fell.

Qin Feng was already killing on a killing spree, and he was ruthless.

As long as you dare to provoke him, all that awaits you is death!

There is an unwritten rule in the ancient martial arts world, that is, 'the strong must not be humiliated'. If the weak unscrupulously provoke the strong, even if the weak has a strong background, the strong can kill him, and no one will think that the strong have done anything wrong, this kind of person is in the words of the ancient martial arts world, that is, 'deserving to die'!

Qin Feng used such iron-blooded methods, the people of the Jiuli clan were shocked, looking at the headless corpses all over the ground, no one dared to step forward anymore.

People are trembling, scared, desperate.

This person from the Bai tribe is simply a demon.

"Is there anyone else who is not convinced?"

Qin Feng said coldly.

No one spoke, and everyone looked at him with desperate eyes.

"Then, it's you next!"

Qin Feng suddenly turned his gaze and looked at the Holy Son over there, grabbed the palm of his hand, and the Holy Son was bound by a burst of energy, and the whole person involuntarily fell towards Qin Feng's palm.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!! I won't marry a saint anymore! I won't marry a saint!" the Son shouted in a trembling voice.

Those in the suits had long been frozen in fright, not even daring to make a sound, let alone move.

"Killing you is just to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, with your previous attitude towards me, I'm afraid I don't kill people less on weekdays, right??" Qin Feng said lightly, suddenly, his nose moved, and he smelled an extremely faint smell of blood on the Holy Son's body, and immediately frowned: "You practice with human blood?"

"I don't, I'm not" The Son cried out in horror, but his eyes were already flustered.

Qin Feng didn't believe him, grabbed his neck, and lifted his cuffs with one hand, but saw that there were several slender blood cracks on his head, and immediately frowned.

"This should be some kind of forbidden technique, and it really uses human blood to practice!"

Qin Feng snorted coldly: "I hate people who practice this kind of evil skill the most, then you deserve to die even more!!"

Then lift up your hand, and you will split the head of the Son's dog.

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly appeared.

"This friend, can you spare my life?"

As soon as the voice fell, a gray figure suddenly rushed from behind the crowd and landed steadily in front of Qin Feng.

The Holy Son looked up and shouted happily, "Master!!"

"Master?"

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know"

The panicked crowd speculated.

This is a very thin old man, estimated to be less than one meter six meters tall, hunched back, thin as skin and bones, wearing a thick robe, a dead wooden cane in his hand, old eyes are yellow, goosebumps withered, like a candle in the wind.

Qin Feng glanced at the old man, his brows furrowed slightly, this old man's breath was deep, and he didn't know how much stronger he was than Jiuhai, his strength was definitely not the existence of a grandmaster, and he might have to go up.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked lightly.

"Bad old man, I'm about to go to the ground, it doesn't matter who I am. The old man said lightly.

"Good!"

Qin Feng nodded, his fingers moving.

Phew!

The head of the Holy Son instantly flew into the air, made a perfect arc, and fell heavily to the ground.

The old man's pupils instantly widened a few times, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.

Qin Feng threw his body aside, didn't look at the old man, and looked around.

The old man's eyes were already occupied by anger, and he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "This friend! You are so vicious! You actually killed my apprentice in front of me? Aren't you afraid of my anger?"

"Didn't I ask who you were? If you don't say it, then why can't I kill you in front of you?" Why should I be afraid of your anger?" Qin Feng sneered: "You still want to scare me if you don't reveal your identity?" Who do you think you are?"

"You" the old man was so angry that the staff in his hand moved again and again, and he almost stomped his feet angrily.

Qin Feng squinted, stared at the old man for a while, and said in a deep voice: "This person uses human blood to practice, you taught him, right?"

"Practicing martial arts with human blood must be forbidden! This is a shameful thing for the ancient martial arts world, how could I do it? But Your Excellency killed my disciple, what are you going to do!" the old man snorted.

"What do you want to do?"

"Death!"

"I'm afraid I can't do it, don't mind, I can send you to meet your apprentice!" Qin Feng said lightly.

"What arrogance!"

The old man shouted angrily, and a supreme power burst out from his thin body, and the crowd retreated again and again, unable to step forward.

"Selfless?"

Qin Feng sighed slightly.

"Yes, although the old man is old, he still has a few tricks of ancient martial arts! Boy, I won't force you, if you are willing to be my apprentice, I don't care about you killing my apprentice!" the old man said coldly.

Hearing this, the faces of many of the strong men of the Jiuli clan present changed greatly.

"Is it selfless?"

"Oh my God, this is a powerhouse in the realm of selflessness?"

Many masters of the Jiuli clan were frightened and gasped.

How can they not know what kind of selfless realm it is?

Bai Yourong's delicate body trembled slightly, and the person couldn't stand still.

Although her ancient martial arts are not high, she has heard of the selfless realm.

That's a terrifying existence in the realm of the Grandmaster, I didn't expect the Holy Son's Master to be so terrifying!

These are terrible!

"Don't you think you're too arrogant?" Qin Feng laughed, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

The old man's face was slightly gloomy, and the anger on his face became more and more intense.

The realm of selflessness can almost crisscross most provinces in China such as Changnan and Dongguang, no matter in the ancient martial arts realm of that province, it is a pinnacle-level existence, and it is respected everywhere.

But Qin Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Could it be that this person has a strong background?

It is indeed incredible to have the realm of a grandmaster at such a young age! The future is limitless, but even so, it is still easy to kill him without self!

But why is he still so confident?

The old man pondered in his heart, thinking about what to do next.

But at this moment, Qin Feng suddenly raised his foot and stomped lightly on the ground.

Boom!

In an instant, the entire Jiuli tribe trembled, and a golden halo overflowed around Qin Feng's body.

The halo dimmed the sun and dispelled the clouds.

At that moment, he was like a god, unparalleled, unparalleled in the world!

The people of the Jiuli tribe froze.

The old man was also stunned.

Everyone looked at Qin Feng in a daze, their eyes glazed.

What a magnificent spectacle?

"God!!It's God!!God has descended!!God has appeared!!" It's not just who, he knelt down and bowed down to Qin Feng and shouted excitedly.

"God !!"

The rest of the Jiuli tribesmen also knelt down one after another, and everyone looked excited.

In an instant, the people of the entire Jiuli tribe all knelt down and bowed, looking at Qin Feng like a god.

"God?" Bai Yourong, Xiaohu and the others were stunned.

Only the old man looked at Qin Feng tremblingly, his eyes were desperate, his face was frightened, and his knees couldn't help but slowly press to the ground.

But instead of shouting out to God, he spit out four words.

"This is Wu Zun??"