Who believes?

"Even if you have a lotus flower on your tongue, you can't escape death!"

"Gentlemen, there is no need to say more, kill them, and we will divide the ten million spirit stones equally!"

Wang Qing said loudly. They didn't know that what Qin Feng said was true. After fifty days of cultivation, Qin Feng consumed all the spirit stones. And that's not all. Even the spring water of the Jade Blue Lotus Spring was consumed by Qin Feng.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill!"

"Kill this kid, let's talk about the distribution of spirit stones!"

The greed in everyone's eyes couldn't be suppressed at all. Tens of millions of spirit stones were enough for them to cultivate to the True Martial Realm. Even Qiankun is not impossible!

Qin Feng suddenly stepped forward. The crowd was taken aback.

"Come, draw your sword!"

Qin Feng said to the sword cultivator in front of him. That's it. They are bent on death. Then you will fulfill them!

"Look for death!"

The sword cultivator was furious. Qin Feng was too blind to see no one. The sword was raised. The sword has not yet been unsheathed. Burst!

A big head flew straight up. Blood was spilled all over the ground. The crowd didn't see how the wind moved. The death of this person. And it didn't make them afraid. It only makes them even crazier!

"Kill!"

Countless auras burst out. Energetic. Tens of thousands of people besieged one. What a spectacle was that?

Long Haochu, these powerful people, stood on the periphery and did not move. What they like the most is to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Qin Feng is in a catastrophe today!

Trample!

Trample!

Trample!

Qin Feng stepped out step by step. The swept aura can't get close to the slightest. Qin Feng's surroundings were three zhang, as if there was an invisible wall. Every time he falls, someone falls. The sword is the most suitable weapon for killing. Although Qin Feng had no sword in his hand. But when the aura waved, it was a sword. Blood was spilled. Qin Fengxin walked among them, and the blood did not stain the slightest. Walk calmly, one step at a time. Boom Boom Boom!

The gravel flies sideways, and the colorful energy is stirring. Around the entire teleportation array, trees broke at the waist. The originally smooth earth became potholed in just a few breaths. Qin Feng's expression was calm. He swung his fingers into a sword. The bloody sword is destroyed. However, forge a sword with your body. Wait for the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword to be collected. The power will be even better!

Woohoo!

The slender hand commanded the movement. The red sword shone brightly. Like an indifferent executioner. Constantly harvesting the lives of these people. Puff puff!

Bewitching blood flowers bloomed on them. Gradually. There are fewer and fewer people around Qin Feng. Even if the people behind swarm up. Still can't keep up with Qin Feng's killing speed.

"What kind of sword intent is this?"

The old man by the lake stared. With his eyesight, he couldn't see through Qin Feng's sword intent. Many of the elders of Xianyun Island were also alarmed.

"Another terrible sword cultivator. ”

"There are so many people, and no one is close to him!"

"Spiritual energy becomes a sword, and you can kill the enemy by yourself, there is such a magical technique in the world?"

They had different looks. Looking at Qin Feng's eyes, he was either approving, shocked, or greedy.

"Qin Feng, can you kill five hundred, one thousand, there are so many of us, can you finish killing them?"

"Don't tie your hands yet. ”

"Stubborn fool!"

The people were astonished and angry. Could it be that Qin Feng really didn't know what he was afraid of?

Is there really a monk who is not afraid of death?

No!

No way

"Kill!"

A long howl. A giant wind wolf rushed out. The sharp wolf claws slapped hard at Qin Feng's head. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who were hidden in the crowd caught the flaw in Qin Feng's moment. Don't miss the opportunity. He immediately thundered out. This blow was completely the dead end of Qin Feng's vision. He definitely can't avoid it!

Bang!

The wolf claws had not yet slapped Qin Feng's body. A red sword phantom pierced the Wind Wolf's palm.

"Roar!"

The wind wolf was in pain, and his eyes were red. The palms continue to fall.

"What is this?"

A stream of red light suddenly wrapped around the palm of the wind wolf. Suddenly. White bones.

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"Look at the wind wolf!"

The crowd was shocked. This wind wolf under the gate of ten thousand beasts. In a single breath, it becomes a dried corpse. It was as if the blood had been drained from all over his body. At the same time, a stream of pure aura flowed into Qin Feng's body. Qin Feng felt a little surprised. But it was soon relieved. The Burial Heaven Sword Technique fuses the Immortal Sword Intent and condenses the immortal sword intent. It's very wicked.

"The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect also cultivate this kind of evil sect crooked path?"

"This kind of devil is punished by everyone!"

The people held high the banner of righteousness.

"You think I'm going to care about these things?"

Qin Feng paused for the movement in his hand. He clasped his hands together and looked indifferent.

"If I am right, the right path will be prosperous!"

"If I am evil, the world will be turned upside down!"

"Here comes the sword!"

Qin Feng let go. In his right hand, a crimson long sword made entirely of spiritual energy was held in his hand. The terrifying sword intent erupted from Qin Feng's body. A group of insatiable people who dare to speak up about themselves?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Tuk tuk!

Countless flying stones scattered. The mediocre gravel, under the blessing of Qin Feng's sword intent. Unstoppable. Puff puff!

Stones pierced the chests of hundreds of people. hiss

The Immortal Cloud Island Elder in the distance gasped. What kind of combat power is this?

If Qin Feng can't grow up, that's it. If you grow up. Who can be the enemy in this world?

There was an irrepressible murderous intent in their hearts. Qin Feng's talent is really terrifying. The genius disciples of Fengyun Pavilion were overshadowed by Qin Feng.

"Is there really anyone who was born for the sword?"

The old man muttered to himself, and he suddenly remembered a legend of swordsmanship. On Qin Feng's body, he actually saw the shadow of that person!

That man is the master of the sword!

"Kendo, which has been in decline for a long time, is it going to rise?"

The old man let out a breath of turbidity. The sword cultivation of the past is vertical and horizontal. Who doesn't know how powerful the sword cultivation is?

Can now?

Kendo has fallen, sword cultivation... It's a joke!

"Stop him!"

"Quick, block it!"

The crowd has already killed red eyes. Blood was spilled all over the ground. Scarlet blood, converging into a stream on the ground. Countless monks have fallen. In a short period of time. Of the 50,000 monks, nearly half were killed or wounded. Looking at Qin Feng again, he was unharmed.

"What can the rabble do, no matter how much it comes?"

Qin Feng shook his head, his expression cold. Truly. These people look at the number is a lot. Can be repaired to float too much. Up to King Xuan. All the way down to the mysteries. Qin Feng didn't even need a sword move to kill a first- or second-order Xuan King now. Not to mention the others. Kill one person with one sword!

The long sword fell, and no one could stop it!

I don't know when. It wasn't them besieging Qin Feng anymore. It was Qin Feng's unilateral killing. Finally, someone is scared!

"I don't want spirit stones, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Run, we're not opponents!"

"King Xuan, Qin Feng is at least a fifth-order Xuan King!"

"Put your mother's bullshit, didn't you say that Qin Feng only had Xuanshi cultivation?"

Someone scolded. Qin Feng's cultivation is not a secret. It's just a fifth-order mysticist. How did he become a fifth-order Xuan King in the blink of an eye?

Long Haochu and the others didn't understand either. can

Qin Feng has been doing it since then. didn't show the strength of the real club at all. Those third-order Xuan Kings covered their wounds and yelled madly.

"The information is wrong! Qin Feng is undoubtedly a fifth-order Xuan King!"

"Maybe, don't be too tall!"

"Withdraw! Get the news out!"

They were scared. I was scared of being killed by Qin Feng. One by one, they fled like a lost dog. For these deserters. Qin Feng didn't chase after him. I'm not a murderer. Nor is it soft-hearted. Those who don't open their eyes, then don't blame the long sword in Qin Feng's hand for being ruthless!

But these people don't know. Qin Feng only had the cultivation of a first-order Xuan King. But Qin Feng's strength, he was terrifying. The fifth-order Xuan King is just their estimate. In their hearts, Qin Feng's cultivation was even stronger than this!

Otherwise. Why can't they catch a sword from Qin Feng?

These people don't understand!

Soon. Around the teleportation array, there were only more than a hundred people left. Long Haochu and the others gasped. It's not that they don't want to go. It was Qin Feng's sword qi that locked them in. He was sure that as long as they drove away. Qin Feng's sword would pierce their bodies.

"Qin... Qin Feng, let's admit it!"

Long Haochu suppressed the fear in his heart and said.

"Don't go too far, you have killed so many people, be careful of being attacked by many sects!"

It seems that because of this sentence, Wang Qing and others have regained some confidence. No matter how strong Qin Feng is, is it possible that he can still be the enemy of all the sects in the Southern Regions?

Before Wang Qing finished speaking, a crimson long sword enlarged in his eyes. Burst!

Wang Qing clutched his throat and fell. Qin Feng looked disdainful and said coldly.

"I, Qin Feng, why be afraid?"

Wang Qing is a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect. The one-handed sword skills are superb and abnormal. But!

In front of Qin Feng. He didn't even get a chance to make a move. Who is Qin Feng?

How many Tianjiao has he seen?

How many immortal powerhouses have you encountered?

How many people died under the sword of Zhuxian?

Slaughter!

It has long been integrated into Qin Feng's bones. Just shoot. Swords and swords are all killer moves. He took the killing to the extreme!

What is the Southern Regions?

Not to mention being an enemy of the Southern Regions. With a sword in hand, what if you are the enemy of the whole world?

"You... Why?"

Wang Qing fell. Long Haochu and the others gasped. So decisive!

Long Haochu regretted it. Knowing this, he would definitely not provoke Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, I admit that you are very powerful, as long as you let me go, I will intercede for you. ”

Long Haochu clenched his fists and said in extreme humiliation. Qin Feng shook his head, looked at him indifferently, and said slowly.

"Do you really think that the grudge between us can be resolved?"

"My father is the lord of a country, you dare to kill me?"

Long Haochu shouted loudly. It seems that only in this way can you add some courage to yourself.

"You're so self-righteous!"

Qin Feng swung his sword.

"Protect me!"

Long Haochu yelled. No need for him to say. The other disciples of the Imperial Sword Gate and the gold-armored guards took action. Qin Feng left them, and it already said everything. Never die. Kill!

Only in this way can a kill be made. None of them were aware of it. The identity between the hunter and the prey changed in an instant. Or rather

From the very beginning, Qin Feng was not a prey!

Sonorous!

Bursts of fire. The magic weapons in the hands of these people were shattered. No one's magic weapon can survive a round under Qin Feng's sword. This long sword is made of aura convergence. Too li!