Who is he?

In the Fengyu Dynasty, the prince of Zhenbei Hou Shizi, usually everyone looked at him with adoring eyes.

He had the feeling of a god on high.

Who would have thought that he would be humiliated.

If the other party is a real strong man, his retreat can be seen as a wise self-preservation.

And the other party is just a waste material, relying on the little witch, to be able to fake the waste of the tiger.

At that time, he didn't know the depth of Qin Wusheng, so he just retreated.

In just a few hours, the three of them have become tigers, and they have evolved into frightened feces and urine.

In a few days, did it become a kneeling begging for mercy before escaping a life?

The words of people are terrifying, and the effect of three people becoming tigers makes him only able to use one method to dispel all rumors.

That is, he wanted to slap Qin Wusheng in the face in public and make him kneel and beg for mercy.

"What a joke! I, Qin Wusheng, that is a mountain that you will never be able to touch, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

Qin Feng stood with his hands in his hands, like a peerless master, with a kind of invincible and lonely attitude.

"It's just cowardice and fear, it's shameful!"

Fan Hu smiled coldly.

"Originally, I saw that you were young, and I wanted to give you a chance to be a good person. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me. ”

Qin Feng's tone burst out with a chill,

Some people can't help but speculate.

Could it be that the ghost is really a strong man?

"I'll beat you directly, others should say that I bullied the weak. As long as you can defeat any of my family's five subordinates, I will give you the opportunity to challenge me!"

Qin Feng said magnanimously.

Those Broken Sword Sect martial artists naturally had faces as black as charcoal.

From this point alone, they regarded Qin Feng as a liar even more.

And the little witch and the others never expected that Qin Feng would be able to burst out with strong combat power.

It's just that his righteous words still made the little witch and others complain.

Most of the martial artists in the onlookers had actually regarded Qin Feng as a bully waste.

Fan Hu is called a gas.

However, he doesn't think that a subordinate can be strong.

"Okay! I promise you! I just hope that when I ravage those lackeys, you will not be a scoundrel!"

Fan Hu smiled coldly and walked towards those martial artists who had broken the sword gate.

To tell the truth, the Tianjiao martial artist of the Broken Sword Gate originally wanted to deliberately admit defeat, so that Fan Hu could ravage Qin Feng, a liar.

It's just that the word "lackey" in Fan Hu's mouth completely angered them.

You must know that they are the warriors of the Broken Sword Gate, even if they are the king of the entire Nine Kingdoms of the Eastern Regions, the Xingchen Sect, or the powerful forces in the three major empires, they can be fearless.

Now he is ridiculed as a lackey by the prince of a small kingdom!

"I want to see how the so-called Hou Shizi of the Plains can ravage me?"

One of the Broken Knife Sect disciples took a step forward with a blank expression.

A sharp knife intent burst out from his body, and the whole person was like a peerless mad knife that could be unsheathed at any time.

The night, which was already a bit cold, became even cooler.

Fan Hu, who had a haughty face, showed a strong look of shock in his eyes, and screamed in disbelief: "Thought! There is endless sword qi between heaven and earth, and that kind of extremely powerful momentum can only be displayed by a martial artist who comprehends the sword intent." Only when the Starshatter Realm is complete, or if you set foot in the Celestial and Human Realm, can you control the sword intent. You're just an entourage, how can you be so tough?"

Not only Fan Hu, but all the warriors in the hunting camp showed shocked expressions.

"But in your early twenties, you can reach the level of initial comprehension. This is a peerless genius. How could such a genius be willing to become a subordinate?"

Fan Hu's face was visibly flustered.

Suddenly, a sinister smile flashed on his face: "No, I understand, this is a trick! It's like Qin Feng deceiving me in the post station." Oh, am I really a fool? If I am fooled once, will I be fooled a second time?"

"That makes sense!"

"If the retinue with a long knife is really a strong man, there is no need to become someone else's follower at all!"

"That's right! If the so-called Evil Sea Sword falls, the boss of the Star Sect, I still believe that he will have a strong follower. Now, the five martial artists of the Star Sect have all appeared here. He definitely wouldn't be a Star Sect martial artist. ”

"I'm just pretending! I'm going to be a fool this time!"

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The sound of everyone's discussion also made Fan Hu more firm in his guess, which is the truth.

A grim smile broke out of his face.

Suddenly, he had already made a move. A large heavy gun appeared in his hand.

Just took a step forward, and the hazy shadow of the spear was like a dragon coming out of a hole, and lightning was like lightning towards the Broken Sword Gate warrior.

The surging vigor is endless, making the heavy guns feel like a dragon swimming in the sea.

Between breaths, he had already crossed a space of several zhang and appeared in front of the martial artist of the Broken Sword Gate.

That kind of sharp energy, even the onlookers dozens of feet away, feel like a mang on their backs, giving birth to a bone-chilling feeling.

"Haha! This is the so-called peerless boy, and it is really a silver-like pewter spear head, and he can see the master who can't use it!"

Fan Hu was in a good mood, and seemed to see the young man in front of him, under the heavy gun, being pierced in the throat, and actually laughed obediently.

In his mind, the big picture is decided.

He didn't look at it, he turned his gaze to Qin Feng, and sneered: "Ghost is worried, are you ready to bury your life?"

originally thought that Qin Feng should be panicked, but now Qin Feng was mocking.

What's going on?

A person is about to face death, and it shouldn't be such a reaction!

"I think, you should take a good look at it, do you still have your arm?"

Qin Feng sneered tat at each other.

What does that mean?

Fan Hu was shocked in his heart.

In his spare eye, he also saw that many warriors were dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of incredible light.

He couldn't help but have a bad thought in his heart.

Almost at the same time, a heart-rending pain ensued.

Looking at the broken arm that was spurting blood, Fan Hu screamed and struggled in pain.

"Really! These so-called followers are really supreme and arrogant!"

"Terrible! Who the hell is this Evil Sea Knife, and why have I never heard of his name?"

"Could it be that the Hell Witch, the Blood Rakshasa , the White Bone Dao Man, and the so-called Ghost Sorrow are also strong. ”

"What hell witch? isn't she the little witch of the royal capital? The Blood Rakshasa is just the lord of Moyang. As for the two of them, they are just little-known turtles. ”

"That's right! Qin Wusheng is still just a scumbag, but his mouth is too powerful. Obviously found a big wrong!"

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Many self-righteous martial artists thought that they had seen through Qin Feng's true colors. He just used the means to deceive the Evil Sea Knife, so as to bully others, and they mocked Qin Feng and the others mercilessly.