In Zhang Hongfeng's dictionary, there is only bullying others, how can he ever be bullied?

It is not surprising that there will be revenge, and even countless people will be implicated!

Just like Leng Qiu in front of him, if he has no direct grudge against him, he will still be killed!

"Up!"

Under his order, the five inner disciples around him drew their swords and went up.

In their eyes, Leng Qiu is just a tool to curry favor with Zhang Hongfeng, not a fresh life, without the slightest softness.

Cold, ruthless, only strong for himself, never caring for anything else.

"Damn you!"

Leng Qiu drew his sword, his voice was cold, and his anger burned his heart!

"Kill! dare to provoke Senior Brother Zhang, you will die!"

"That's just rubbish!"

"Let's go back to drinking!"

The five inner disciples, with a red glow of excitement on their faces, didn't take Leng Qiu in their eyes.

Five swords, turned into a hundred sword rays, enveloping Leng Qiu's body up and down.

Looking at the offensive of the five people, everyone on the scene had only one thought in their hearts:

"Leng Qiu, it's dead!"

Leng Qiu's face was expressionless, his true qi was running, he was immersed in the frost sword, the wind shadow under his feet, and the breeze in his hand to support the willow sword.

Step by step, steady as the moment of cultivation.

Whether it is muscle, or true qi, muscle memory has been formed.

"Breeze Fu Liu!"

With a loud shout, one hundred and eight sword rays suddenly appeared in the void, like willow leaves, blown up by the wind and overwhelming the sky.

The cold air is pervasive, and the temperature has dropped by more than ten degrees.

The space was foggy, and I couldn't see Leng Qiu's body clearly.

In the misty, countless rocks rolled horizontally, branches flew together, and plants and trees were cut off.

"Dangdangdang......"

"Whoosh ......"

In just an instant, one hundred and eight willow leaves, containing an ethereal cold aura, collided with the five people's swords in an instant.

The crisp sound of metal clashing reverberated throughout the mountain pass.

Countless fragments of long swords, like hidden weapons, rolled in all directions.

After a split second of hand-to-hand, all the disciples watching the battle were blind, and it was unbelievable.

I was so focused that I forgot to dodge the flying stones and sword fragments, and I was hit one after another.

Leng Qiu didn't care so much at all, the frost sword in his hand scattered all the attacks, and continued to move forward.

"Puff puff ......"

A series of voices sounded, and the five inner disciples couldn't react, and their bodies were pierced, cutting off the tendons and veins of their hands and feet.

"Ah...... You've ruined me!"

"Who are you, you must not die well!"

"You ......"

The five people lying in a pool of blood, their faces were pale, their hands and feet could not move, their eyes were full of despair, and they shouted loudly.

The hands and feet are broken, and the road of martial arts is extinct!

This is the most cruel punishment for them!

Unless their master or family members use expensive black jade intermittent ointment for them to continue to break their tendons and veins, it is possible to continue.

Even so, there is only a limit to what can be achieved in the future!

All the surrounding disciples who were watching the battle all withdrew twenty meters away, with blood holes on their bodies, and looked at Leng Qiu who was standing quietly in a daze.

The fat swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his face was covered with sweat, and his small eyes were stunned, full of shock and disbelief.

I never thought that a strangely dressed disciple would be so powerful.

The five inner disciples, at least the Stygian Sea Realm Duo, couldn't block Leng Qiu's blow together, which was enough to show his strength.

Trembling all over, I provoked someone I couldn't mess with!

Many outer disciples only knew at this moment how powerful and cruel Leng Qiu was, and it was even more uncomfortable to directly abolish their martial arts path than to kill them!

One by one, they were silent, they didn't dare to speak, they hid in the distance, and secretly observed the situation.

Zhang Hongfeng was stunned, his triangular eyes contracted, and an endless cold light was radiated in an instant, and the murderous intent filled his body!

took a few steps forward, slowly pulled out his long sword, and said in a cold voice:

"Boy, the human-level swordsmanship has been cultivated by you to the seventh level, which is enough to be proud! Today, I want you to take a look at the yellow-level swordsmanship that can only be used by the inner disciples!"

He remembered that the last time he fought, Leng Qiu used the Qingfeng Fuliu Sword, which was scattered and powerless, and stabbed back with one sword.

This time, he actually cultivated to the point of Dacheng, and stabbed out one hundred and eight sword rays, which was very terrifying.

The inner disciples on the ground struggled to withdraw from the battle circle, so as not to become a pond fish.

Hope was born on the fat eater's face again, looking forward to Leng Qiu being killed.

Otherwise, he's in big trouble!

Many outer disciples had a look of curiosity on their faces at the moment, wanting to see how far Leng Qiu could go.

At this moment, the corners of his cold mouth rose slightly, and his gaze swept over all the attribute light balls on the ground, collecting them all.

"Strength +550, Blood +580, Agility +55, Spirit +58, True Qi +58......"

In an instant, twenty-five attribute light balls were hidden in the body, and their strength increased slightly.

His eyes finally fell on Zhang Hongfeng, and he said indifferently:

"It's true that you're an inner disciple, but you may not know how to use swordsmanship!

The frost sword in his hand, pointing at Zhang Hongfeng from afar, slowly bloomed, and the true qi ran rapidly, surging in the dark sea as if it had set off waves.

The long sword trembled with the furious true qi, and was eager to kill the enemy!

"I'll kill you first, and then I'll find that woman! No one can hurt me, no one can kill me!"

Zhang Hongfeng's obscene face was hideous, and he rushed forward frantically in a cold scolding.

The body is like lightning, twenty meters away, leaving only five footprints, and three meters away in the cold autumn.

"Lotus Sword Technique!"

In an instant, there was a loud roar, and the long sword in his hand, like a terrifying sword rain tilted out, formed seventy-two sword rays in the void, converging into a poignant and sharp lotus flower, stabbing towards Leng Qiu.

"Your swordsmanship is wrong, I'll teach you!"

Leng Qiu looked at his swordsmanship, which was a big improvement compared to the first fight, but there was still a huge gap with him.

As he spoke, the frost sword in his hand stabbed out.

In an instant, larger, denser lotus flowers appeared in the air.

Every petal, every arc, is full of softness, as if it is weak against the wind, but it can shatter the mountain peak.

In an instant, the lotus flower formed by one hundred and eight sword rays collided fiercely with Zhang Hongfeng's long sword.

Many Qingyun Sect disciples in the distance couldn't help but be dazzled and full of admiration when they saw the two blooming lotus flowers, each with different characteristics.

The strong naturally have the ability of the strong, and not everyone can succeed casually!

Just this sword technique, I don't know how long it took to cultivate to achieve such an achievement!

"Dangdangdang......"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the long swords of the two people collided continuously in the void.

On the earth, the cracks in the road were plowed.

The surrounding earth and stones were carried away by the sword wind, the branches were broken, and the leaves flew wildly.

Spectators with the last experience dodge quickly, fearing being affected.

just stared at the two people who were fighting.

Leng Qiu's whole body was cold, as if there was a layer of mist outside his body, and he couldn't see it really.

The only thing that can be seen is the lotus flower, which keeps moving forward, growing, and blooming, completely crushing Zhang Hongfeng.

"Whoosh...... Puff puff ......"

After thirty seconds of fighting, Zhang Hongfeng's long sword was taken off, and sixteen wounds were stabbed on his body one after another, and blood spurted out wildly.

flew back more than ten meters, and fell to the ground, almost like garbage.