At this moment, it is already the final decisive battle, and no one dares to give birth to the slightest slack.

Maybe it's just a blink of an eye, and the little life is gone in no time.

This is undoubtedly the pinnacle battle of the major masters, and silence is better than sound at this time.

And Qin Feng, as the mastermind behind this plan, was the first to face Yan Yan, the head of the Yan family, and only by killing this guy first, the others would not have to worry.

"Old thing, do you remember the humiliation you humiliated someone to me Qin at that medicine garden conference?"

"Do you remember that you planned a conspiracy to unite the three major families in Jiangnan and prepare to destroy the Lin family?"

"Do you remember 20 years ago, you slaughtered the Wen family in spite of the shouts of the sons and daughters of the Wen family?"

"Do you still remember all these years of being powerful and blessing, regardless of the life and death of the tribe next to the Yan family?"

"I think back then, your Yan family was also the mainstay of the Demon Sect, right? At this moment, among these people, there are also the immortal heroic souls of the Demon Gate who are fighting tenaciously!"

In just a few words, Yanluo was speechless.

To quote a famous literati to describe the scene and atmosphere at this moment, that is, if you do not explode in silence, you will perish in silence.

The various forces present were either humiliated, slaughtered, or suppressed by the Yaoyuan Yan family, and finally ushered in a rebellion under Qin Feng's thread.

From ancient times to the present, there is no doubt that where there is oppression, there is resistance.

It's just that the hand of the deer is not yet known.

Yan Yan and Qin Feng stood facing each other, and at this moment, their words were still as arrogant as ever. "Qin Feng, do you think that just with you shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you can destroy the foundation of my Yan family?"

"Even if I die, there are still thousands of people in the Yan family who will stand up. ”

"And the big forces in the entire rivers and lakes are inextricably linked and cooperated with the Yan family. ”

"And as long as we rush out and kill a few people and ask them for help, they will unite against you, aren't you afraid?

Although the two did not fight, they were engaged in psychological tactics.

Whoever is timid first will lose the whole dispute.

This is also a battle of marshals, one general is incompetent enough to exhaust the three armies.

And Qin Feng has gone through so many years of training, coupled with the painful consumption of the old bastard, he has already honed his mind as cold as iron.

If it were someone else, hearing Yanfall's words, he might be frightened, or he might be afraid.

But, Qin Feng definitely won't!

It is impossible for Qin Feng to be afraid, it is impossible in this life!

As a man who was destined to confront several top family masters in the capital, Qin Feng didn't take Yanfall in his eyes at all at the moment.

This is just a trial, if he wins, Qin Feng will not only be able to gain experience in large-scale battles and disputes, but also use this to improve his reputation, and with a wave of his hand on the rivers and lakes, it will be enough to win over thousands of troops.

Facing the suppression of several top family owners in the capital, which gradually became aggressive, and it intensified, Qin Feng knew that his time was running out.

And through this dispute over the destruction of the Yao Yuan Yan family, it was just a drill.

As long as he could win this dispute, Qin Feng would have every confidence to confront several top family masters in the capital head-on, and even uproot them and remove them from Huaxia.

At that time, Qin Feng was able to exhale and raise his eyebrows and re-establish the status and dignity he should have.

He smiled coldly, disdainful on his face. "Old man Yan, if the mouth cannon can decide the outcome of the war, then there will not be so many mass graves on the battlefield in ancient times. If you want to learn from Zhuge Liang's scolding of Wang Lang to death, you are not worthy!"

"Boy dog guts, I'm going to try how many catties and taels you have, and you dare to make such a big statement!" Yan Cheng was angry, knowing that using psychological tactics to attack Qin Feng had no effect, and it seemed that he could only use force to solve the problem.

But I don't know if I don't fight, and I'm scared when I hit it.

As soon as they fought, Yan Yan frowned, this Qin Feng had already developed to the mid-stage realm of the Grandmaster in such a short period of time?

Is this still a person? It's a complete demon!

At such moments, Yan Yan began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Needless to say, once a person is born timid, it is like a mountain of defeat, and it is out of control.

He seemed to feel the coldness in the mountain wind, and the fight with Qin Feng was becoming more and more inadequate.

First, because he has been fighting for a long time and has suffered countless injuries of different sizes, and secondly, because of the fight with Qin Feng, the gap between him and Qin Feng in terms of moves and experience is not half a star.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Compared to Yan Jiao, the leader of the side branch of the Yan family just now, if you compare him to a young dragon, then Qin Feng is undoubtedly a wild dragon.

And Qin Feng, the wild dragon, was also enough to carry the momentum of the wind and clouds, and suppressed Yanfall to death in an instant.

The more he thought about it, the more Yanfall's figure kept regressing, full of flaws, and his face showed a look of embarrassment.

"Hehehe, old fellow, don't you want to resist stubbornly? Aren't you going to break the boat? What about the courage just now?" Qin Feng was brutally suppressing and at the same time still talking about psychological tactics.

With such a two-pronged approach, Yanfall really collapsed quickly.

Qin Feng saw a flaw, and the majestic vitality suddenly blasted out along with his legs and feet.

Rumble!

A dull sound sounded, only to hear a miserable scream from Yanfall, like involuntary falling leaves in the autumn wind, drawing a perfect parabola, falling to the open space not far away, and a dog gnawed mud.

He kept vomiting blood, it was impossible to get up, and he tried several times but failed.

Yanfall angrily pounded the ground beneath him, complaining. "The ancestors of the Yan family, if you have a spirit in the sky, you will give me an idea, is my Yan family really going to disappear in the long river of history?"

At this moment, he had no skills, and he felt that the figures in front of him had become hundreds, thousands, and more and more, swaying there in a trance.

Later, he couldn't even see the figure clearly, it was blurry, and then it was dark, and he fell to the ground again, with an unwilling look on his face, and he didn't blink an eye.

And this undoubtedly broke the last psychological defense line of the Yan family's masters.

Now that the head of the house is dead, how dare they win this dispute?

In an instant, the masters of the Yan family showed a trend of mourning all over the field, and it was doomed to be impossible if they wanted a mourning soldier to win.

"Brothers, the head of the Yan family is dead, kill me, no one will be left!"

Yan Jiao, Wen Wen, Mei Yusheng, Yang Wuregret and others shouted loudly, and with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, they cut down the corpses of the remaining ten or so Yan family masters all over the ground, and the blood flowed like a river.

The scene finally quieted down, only the crows around were still making frantic noise, as if they were silently mourning for the dead members of the Yan family.

(End of chapter)