Chapter 668: A Bamboo Pole

"Mistaken son!"

"If we believe you and thus wronged the martial artists of Jiuyuan Mountain, when we find out that there are twelve kings of Jiuyuan Mountain on the merit wall, this will make my martial arts heart crack. Your sins are unforgivable!"

"Whatever your reason, getting involved in the fight in the ring must have something dirty in your heart.

Secondly, just the matter of the twelve kings of Jiuyuan Mountain, you have to give everyone an explanation!"

......

All the warriors are vicious.

Especially those martial arts hearts, there is almost a crack in the existence.

Blocking the way of humanity is like killing one's parents.

Referee No. 19's face flashed with obvious panic.

"When this matter is over in the martial arts competition, our martial arts association will definitely give you an explanation!"

The sensation caused by this incident even alarmed the old man in the void.

The grandchildren seek stability!

After all, they have not yet received the benefits they deserve.

It is in his interest to postpone all possible turmoil.

The crowd was a little reluctant.

However, the patriarch of the Sun family, this is a true powerhouse at the pinnacle of creation.

Everyone has to save face.

In the eyes of the nineteenth referee, a little cold light burst out, and he looked at Qin Feng coldly, and then walked towards the distance.

Qin Feng shrugged indifferently, and then set his eyes on Song Shan's body again: "I have decided to give you a memory that will never be forgotten!"

When the words fell, he threw Song Shan into the void.

A flying kick out.

Click!

Song Shan's arm was broken.

Then Qin Feng took a few more blows, and Song Shan's bones were completely shattered. In the end, it was used as a ball and kicked it directly.

Seeing this scene, many warriors swallowed their saliva frantically.

"Wolf boy! a little more than ruthless. ”

The masked man shattered Song Shan's bones all over his body. There's even a bit of weird power attached to it.

It seemed that even if he obtained the elixir refined by the Great Sect Master of Alchemy, it would be impossible for Song Shan to fully recover. ”

However, Song Shan is completely to blame. ”

"Self-inflicted!"

......

Qin Feng stood there quietly.

The light flashed, and a figure appeared.

This is a swordsman with a sharp sword on his back.

He just stood there, like a mountain, unattainable.

"Gao Le!"

"I'm going! It turned out to be Gao Le of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect! This is a Tianjiao, I heard that he can directly enter the second level of the confrontation without going through the qualification assessment of the first level. ”

The referee seems to be surnamed Gao. I seem to have found a py deal in it!"

......

Referee Gao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked at Qin Feng unabashedly.

It's like saying, "I just can control your opponent, and if I want you to die, you have to die!"

Qin Feng directly stretched out his middle finger and disdainfully.

Then, his gaze looked at GΓ³ller, then shook his head, a flash of pity.

Such an emotion made Gao Le's face flash a little imperceptible coldness: "What do you mean by this?"

"I just feel like you're doing the wrong sword practice!"

Qin Feng said unabashedly.

To be honest, Gao Le really didn't expect Qin Feng to say such words.

The tone is understated, as if teaching a disciple.

Gao Le wanted to laugh.

He is a well-known kendo genius in Toyoshu Castle.

A little-known person actually said that his sword practice was wrong.

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Do you know that just now, I still liked your few words very much. But now it's perfect for you.

Yelang is arrogant, a frog at the bottom of the well, but he doesn't have a little self-knowledge, and he shakes the tree in front of me.

You said I was wrong in my kendo practice. Then I want to learn about your kendo!"

The two words of comprehension, the voice of Gaole, are particularly emphasized.

The meaning of ridicule and contempt in it can be seen by any normal person.

"It's easy to learn my kendo. ”

Faced with the other party's contempt, Qin Feng didn't care.

Hear the masked man, really meet his challenge?

Gao Le sensed the absurdity.

Then, he looked Qin Feng up and down, and the contempt on his face became thick: "You don't want to learn my sword, but you show your sword and let me see it!"

Sword!

It was only at this time that everyone discovered that Qin Feng was bare-handed.

How can a real swordsman not even carry a sword with him?

It's ridiculous!

The so-called Lingjiao Kendo is even more of a ridiculous joke.

The fans of Gaole around him, or the warriors who wanted to please Wang Mo, all laughed unabashedly.

Facing ridicule, Qin Feng slowly walked to the side of the ring.

Suddenly, a small smile flashed across his face.

"The old man who is carrying the flat pole, can you sell me the bamboo flat pole in your hand?"

The old man was stunned.

Qin Feng's voice then sounded again: "Don't worry, I won't take your flat burden for nothing." I'll trade the sword in his hand with you in a moment.

Rest assured, you are trading with me above board. This is something high.

If he wants to get his sword, he will definitely not kill and take the treasure. Because all eyes are on it, and all know that his sword is in your hands.

If something goes wrong, the Gao family's face will be completely lost. ”

Qin Feng understated.

A warrior who doesn't know the ins and outs of the matter will still think that he has defeated Gao Le and taken away the sword from Gao Le's hand.

Such a scene made Gao Leqi almost jump.

Just to maintain a cold image, he can only suppress the anger in his heart.

But that kind of grievance and discomfort made his heart ache like a pinprick.

"Okay, old gentleman, you can give the man in the mask. I also admit what he said. Definitely won't embarrass you, hundreds of thousands of martial artists around the entire ring are watching it.

If I go back on my word, we Flowing Moon Sword Sect can't afford to lose this face. ”

Gao Le said.

The old man has no worries.

Qin Feng grabbed the flat pole in his hand.

Then he sat down on the edge of the ring.

Place the flat pole in your hand on the edge of the ring and become rubbing.

Such a ridiculous scene made everyone inexplicable, and even couldn't help laughing.

Naturally, there were bursts of ridicule.

Qin Feng was indifferent.

Looking at the emotional value that rose by one million at a time, Qin Feng really wanted to thank the martial artists around him.

Thank you for the emotional changes that have occurred because of some of my actions.

Of course, these are all episodes.

Gao Le on the side continued to accumulate murderous intentions in his heart, but he stood aside like a gentleman and did not sneak attack.

The high referee just waited and watched, and there was obvious contempt in the depths of his eyes.

Time passed, and finally the bamboo pole was sharpened into the appearance of a sword.

The masked man also stood up.