It's just that when the disciple was a newcomer, an intriguing smile flashed in his eyes. Cabinet. This is the place where Sword Sect disciples come and go the most. Not only new disciples of the sect, but also old disciples often come here. Take on tasks, gamble, trade, etc.~~.

Suddenly. The disciple in charge of the registration of the affairs cabinet let out an exclamation.

You are Qin Feng?"

Ye Bingxuan, their number one sword beauty, wants to marry this son. Who else in the Sword Sect doesn't know about this?

The registered disciples stared at Qin Feng stubbornly, as if to see if Qin Feng had three heads and six arms.

I'm Qin Feng!"

If the name is not changed, Qin Feng nodded. Countless people gathered around at once, and many eyes kept looking at Qin Feng. The name Qin Feng can be described as thunderous in the Sword Sect. They were all very curious about where Qin Feng was sacred. And then~~

"I'm not mistaken, right? Sixth-Order Mystic Cultivator's cultivation??"

"It won't be the same name and surname!"

"It must be so, how could the ice blue beauty take a fancy to such a waste. ”

"This cultivation is indeed too weak, and among the new disciples, it can only be regarded as so-so. ”

The registered disciple also kindly reminded: "Qin Feng, your name is too eye-catching, do you want to change your name?"

"No need, I'm the one Qin Feng, the one who wants to marry you Elder Ye!"

Qin Feng waved his hand, and his words were amazing. The registered disciple opened his mouth wide, this guy actually admitted it?

As soon as Qin Feng finished, the eyes around him immediately changed, stabbing towards him like countless sharp swords.

Qin Feng, get out of here and die!"

Suddenly, a word full of fierce murderous intent came from outside, as if an angry thunder exploded in everyone's ears. Many people shivered and unconsciously shrunk their necks. This killing intent is too terrifying. Qin Feng didn't pay attention to it, but looked at the registered disciple Dao

"I remember that new disciples have newcomer benefits, give it to me!"

The registered disciple was obviously stunned, then reacted, and hurriedly took out a ring and handed it to Qin Feng.

Here you go. ”

The ring is also a space artifact with inscriptions. Qin Feng took it, and his consciousness swept inside. There is only one square meter of space, which is completely different from the six-rank empty cloud bracelet I got from Lao Dao. The space inside the Sky Cloud Bracelet is a full 100 square meters. However, the contents of the ring made Qin Feng more satisfied. One hundred spirit stones, five Qi Pills, and a three-grade magic weapon. The benefits that the Sword Sect gives to new disciples are not bad.

The back door is there, hurry up and get out of the back door. ”

The registered disciple couldn't help but say, and stretched out his finger and pointed to the more remote door.

As a monk, you should have your own arrogance, and as a swordsman, you should be even more so!"

After Qin Feng finished, he strode directly towards the door. The registered disciple looked at his back as he left, unable to return to his senses for a long time. Qin Feng's words hit his heart like thunder, especially the back of Qin Feng's departure. Like an insurmountable mountain, unfathomable!

"Qin Feng is going to die this time! If you offend Senior Brother Ma, no one can save him!"

"This kid didn't run away through the back door, and now there's a good show. ”

"Why don't I feel a little scared from here?"

"Let's go, let's join in the fun. ”

The crowd hurried to follow. When Qin Feng came to the outside of the affairs pavilion, there had been a hot wait for a long time. This man was in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and a deep anger between his eyebrows. At a glance, he felt that this person was extraordinary, the air around him was as sharp as a knife, and no one wanted to approach him. This person is Ma Haomiao.

I thought you'd run away through the back door, you're still a man!, but you're not worthy of Elder Ye at all!"

Ma Haomiao sneered, the anger between his eyebrows deepened, and he shook the long sword in his hand.

Give you two paths, one, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, self-abandonment and cultivation, and then get out of the Sword Sect!"

"What about the second one?"

Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged and asked with interest. Ye Bingxuan's suitor came to the door so quickly, which shows how amazing her charm is.

Die!"

Ma Haomiao spit out a word, and his killing intent suddenly burst out, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.

If you want to kill me, you're not qualified enough!"

Qin Feng's eyes turned cold, this person wanted to make a name for himself. But when I first arrived, why didn't I think so?

Kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, so as not to have some blind eyes to trouble yourself in the future.

I'll cut off your limbs first, and make you feel real despair, don't worry, my sword is fast!"

Ma Haomiao grinned, looking hideous, his favorite thing was to torture his opponent. He was delighted every time his opponent had a look of utter despair on his face. Qin Feng stood in place, unmoved at all. In the eyes of everyone, Qin Feng's spirit and spirit were perfectly integrated. It's as if a divine weapon stands in place, not shaken by external objects.

Draw your sword!"

Sonorous!

Ma Haomiao raised the long sword in his hand and was arrogant: "I, Ma Haomiao, cultivated at the age of six, held the sword at the age of eight, and when I was nineteen years old, I was already a ninth-order mystic!"

His tone paused slightly, and a powerful momentum erupted from him. In an instant, the sand flew away. Ma Haomiao's unruly voice continued to come, "Not long ago, I comprehended a Songfeng Sword Technique and became a first-order Xuan Master!"

First-Order Xuanshi!

These four words hit everyone like a heavy hammer. The cultivation of a first-order Xuan Master is enough to become an inner disciple of the Sword Sect. That is a true symbol of identity and status!

"Needless to say, draw your sword!"

Qin Feng said coldly, for the swordsman against the enemy, when the enemy is cleanly slashed under the sword. People like Ma Haomiao can only be in the nest!

If it was really a life-and-death fight, he would have died a thousand times!

"Since you can't wait to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Ma Haomiao's expression was cold, and a sword flower shook out in the air, and in an instant, the sword flower bloomed like a lotus flower. Suddenly, Ma Haomiao moved. The sword goes through the strange gate, and this sword is like a foreign visitor, showing its grandeur.

Senior Brother Ma's sword is so fast!"

"It's too fast to catch a trace of the sword. ”

"What is that guy still doing in a daze? Isn't he stupid by Senior Brother Ma's sword?"

Listening to the sneer in his ear, Qin Feng's expression was cold, it was indifferent from all things. Shout!

When the sword was near, the sound of the sword finally sounded. The few people standing behind Qin Feng were covered in sweat and hair, and they only felt a breath of death rushing towards them. If you can't dodge this sword, you will die!

"Qin Feng, this sword of mine deliberately avoided your vital point, I will slowly torture you, so that your life is worse than death!"

Ma Haomiao's face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth raised a bloodthirsty arc. Before he kills someone, he will humiliate and torture him!

He will let his opponents know that sometimes, it is a luxury to want to die!

"It's too slow!"

Qin Feng shook his head, slowly stretched out his two fingers, and just casually squeezed forward!

Ma Haomiao's offensive came to a sudden halt. Airplanes!

The long sword hummed, and Ma Haomiao's face changed instantly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through Qin Feng's defense line at all. Two slender fingers, like a trench, stopped Ma Haomiao's offensive!

"Hiss~ Blocked! That guy actually blocked Senior Brother Ma's sword with only two fingers!"

"This waste didn't use aura at all, how could it be possible to block this sword?"

Everyone exclaimed, and their gaze at Qin Feng changed. He didn't use his own cultivation, just a random clip, and just stopped a sword. What a thrilling sight and power this is??

"You let go!"

Ma Haomiao shouted angrily in a deep voice, his face was terrifyingly gloomy. But if Qin Feng's fingers are a thousand catties, the sword~~ can't be pulled back!

How ridiculous, but the power transmitted back from the sword made his heart tremble. How can this son have such terrifying power?

"I'm in a good mood right now, what other means do you have, you can use them all!"

Qin Feng had a faint smile on his face, his current mood was indeed good. As soon as he thought of this, Qin Feng let go of his hand and said again

"Take a step back, count me in losing!"

Arrogant!!!

It was the only thought left on everyone's mind. A sixth-order mystic, he doesn't take a first-order mystic master in his eyes at all!

It's the other way around!

"You really have some skills, but you are not as good as your mouth in my eyes. ”

Ma Haomiao retreated, a touch of cruelty on her face.

Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, this sword will cut off your hands!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a burst of rich green light. Suddenly, the wind blew so hard that everyone could not open their eyes. Then, Ma Haomiao took out his sword, as if riding the wind, showing coldness. A palpitating cyan sword light came out of the wind and slashed Qin Feng's hands!

"Hehe, so it's mysterious!"

Qin Feng carried his hands behind his back and moved sideways from side to side, as if walking in the shadow of a storm sword. Let your sword qi be Lingran, I will not move!

Wanton, free and easy!

"It can't be!"

Ma Haomiao's face turned red, and the muscles in his arms were bulging. He slashed down with a sword, mixed with the momentum of the wind, and one sword was even more severe. The terrifying killing intent firmly locked Qin Feng. But he just can't help Qin Feng. In the blink of an eye, Ma Haomiao had already swung dozens of swords, all of which were avoided by Qin Feng at will. The momentum of his whole body became a little chaotic. He was a first-order mystic, but he was actually made like this by the waste of a sixth-order mystery. Damn it!

"This is the sword move you're proud of?"

Qin Feng said with a slight mockery, paused, stretched out his hand and blinked the long sword in the hand of a disciple, and flew to Qin Feng's hand Zheng without control

You shit, do you just hide?"

Ma Haomiao's eyes were gloomy, Qin Feng was like cotton, no matter how strong his strength was, it would be useless. The people who originally supported Ma Haomiao felt a little hot on their faces. Mouth to mouth, hiding is also a kind of ability, why don't you let others hide?

Or just let others stand still, and let you cut it~~

"Why don't you let me teach you how to use a sword?"

Qin Feng said bluntly, but there was an indescribable arrogance in his tone!

Holding the long sword in his hand, Qin Feng's whole body changed in momentum. The playfulness and uninhibited look between the expressions disappeared without a trace. Like a sword about to be unsheathed, restrained and peaceful!

But no one dares to look at it!

Because this sword, once it is unsheathed, it will inevitably be a stone break!