Law Enforcement Elder Mo Qingfeng had a gloomy face, his triangular eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Qin Feng with fierce eyes.

It's this guy named Qin Feng who has passed the test of the forbidden land, the eight doors of the gossip gate, and he is simply a demon.

A person like Qin Feng is extremely talented, and living in the Vulture Palace is not good for Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng is not in the name of the head Luo Zhennan.

In short, if someone let Qin Feng die, he Mo Qingfeng killed Qin Feng, naturally there were endless benefits.

Because Ye Kunpeng of Wuji Gate promised Mo Qingfeng that as long as he got Qin Feng's head, the position of law enforcement elder of Wuji Gate would be Mo Qingfeng's.

Regarding Ye Kunpeng's words, Mo Qingfeng was naturally convinced.

In the Vulture Palace, Mo Qingfeng had already stayed and rebelled.

The Wuji Gate of the Imperial City of Yuding Kingdom, the olive branch thrown out, Mo Qingfeng seemed to have grabbed it, like a life-saving straw.

A Qin Feng, can exchange him for a good future, why not.

"Qin Feng, you can decide on your own!" Mo Qingfeng carried his hands behind his back and walked leisurely.

Qin Feng was already a turtle in the urn and couldn't run.

"I, Qin Feng, broke the door rules?!"

Law enforcement disciple Zhao Hong burst out, "Bold Qin Feng, Elder Mo is a law enforcement elder, let you die, you will die!" Where did so much nonsense come from?"

"You are just a garbage waste, the cheap life of a miscellaneous disciple, a pig and a dog!"

When Zhao Hong saw Mo Qingfeng coming, he felt confident.

Qin Feng was now a peak cultivator in the Spirit Martial Realm, higher than Zhao Hong's martial arts cultivation.

In front of Zhao Hong, Qin Feng killed Qin Fei, a disciple of the Qin family, Zhao Hong knew that he was not Qin Feng's opponent, so he was very timid.

"Elder Mo, kill Qin Feng quickly!"

Zhao Hong only thought in his heart, the black knife on Qin Feng's waist, as long as Qin Feng died, this black saber must be his.

As a law enforcement disciple, he offended countless disciples of the Vulture Palace, Zhao Hong became Mo Qingfeng's eagle dog, a dog's leg, and asked for the black saber on Qin Feng's waist, Mo Qingfeng should promise.

"Hmm!" Mo Qingfeng's eyes were cold.

Zhao Hong trembled, as if falling into a 10,000-year-old ice cave.

"Are you ordering me?" Mo Qingfeng slapped out and slapped it directly in Zhao Hong's heart.

Burst!

Zhao Hong was defenseless at all, and was overturned to the ground by Mo Qingfeng's palm.

"Dare to talk to me Mo Qingfeng like this! You flirt with female martial arts cultivators all day long, in my name, under my banner, accepting bribes from disciples, you think I don't know!"

Zhao Hong clutched his chest and breathed heavily, "Elder Mo, the spirit stones and pills that those disciples bribed didn't all end up in your pocket!"

Mo Qingfeng's old face turned red, and he raised his palm and slowly put it down.

Zhao Hong is dead, he has a lot less spirit stone pills every month, keep him for the time being, if this matter, the head Luo Zhennan blames it, it is good to have a substitute for the dead ghost.

"Hmph! Forget it! The palm just now is considered that you don't respect the teacher, and I didn't want your life!" Mo Qingfeng said lightly.

Zhao Hong knew that this was Mo Qingfeng's step down.

"Yes! The disciple knows his mistake! The disciple wants the black saber on Qin Feng's waist!"

Mo Qingfeng squinted and looked, and sure enough, Qin Feng had a black saber on his waist.

This black saber belongs to the Great Elder Luo Lan, and Luo Lan has never left this black knife for decades.

Good!

Always find a reason to kill Qin Feng, no matter what, Qin Feng is also a disciple who has passed the trial of the eight gates, if he kills it rashly, the head of the sect will blame it, it is difficult to explain.

"Qin Feng, are you guilty?!"

Mo Qingfeng smiled treacherously, his wrinkled old face was eerie and terrifying, "As a miscellaneous disciple of the Vulture Palace, stealing Elder Luo Lan's sword is a capital crime!"

"That's not all!" Mo Qingfeng pointed to Qin Feng's waist, the red registered disciple identity jade plate, "You stole the saber, Elder Lan remembered the name of the identity jade plate, you dare to steal it!?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly, this Mo Qingfeng's ability to create something out of nothing was really invincible, "This black knife, the jade plate of the identity of the registered disciple, was given to me by Elder Lan himself!"

"You still dare to quibble! Don't kneel down and bow down to the law!"

Mo Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "Do you know who this Elder Lan is?"

"The disciple is not guilty!" Qin Feng was not afraid and said loudly.

The corners of Mo Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Elder Lan, named Luo Lan, is the Great Elder of the Vulture Palace and the mother of the head Luo Zhennan!"

Although Qin Feng knew that Elder Lan's identity was not simple, Elder Bai of the Imperial Dan Pavilion and Elder Beiying of the Martial Arts Pavilion were almost obedient to Elder Lan, and they were very respectful.

Qin Feng also thought that Elder Lan was just a respected senior elder of the Vulture Palace, but he didn't expect it to be the Great Elder or the mother of the head of the family.

Zhao Hong was a little stunned when he saw Qin Feng's expression, thinking that Qin Feng was completely shocked by Mo Qingfeng, so he simply straightened his waist.

Now that he wants to make a move, with Mo Qingfeng here, Qin Feng will definitely not dare to fight back.

"Elder Mo, I'll teach Qin Feng a lesson!"

Zhao Hong, clenched his fists, and smashed it against Qin Feng's face, "Miscellaneous! Suffer death! Uncle, I will beat you to death with one punch, so that you can suffer from pain forever." ”

"Weak and weak!" Qin Feng felt that Zhao Hong's punch had no strength at all, and the female martial arts cultivators in the same realm were stronger than Zhao Hong.

"Dragon's Palm!"

Qin Feng slapped it out, and the palm wind was strong and sizzling.

Bang!

A fist and a palm collide.

Zhao Hong's blood was surging, his whole body trembled, his robe was torn apart by Qin Feng's palm, an upside-down onion, his head was planted in the dirt, and Zhao Hong's legs struggled desperately.

"You...... You dare to fight back!" Zhao Hong gritted his teeth, discouraged, and embarrassed to the extreme.

"Why don't I dare to fight back! If you let me kill me, it's a joke!"

Han Chuang, Baguio's cultivation courtyard, is on the top of the mountain not far away.

Qin Feng wanted to see how Baguio's injuries were, and Elder Lan gave Qin Feng three healing pills, one pill could completely heal Baguio's injuries.

Qin Feng took a free step and walked towards the mountain.

"Presumptuous!" A black shadow stopped Qin Feng, and Mo Qingfeng laughed evilly, "Qin Feng, you injured a law enforcement disciple, this is also a capital crime for violating the door rules!"

"If you want to kill, kill!" Qin Feng secretly prepared, "Grinding and chirping, grinding and looking for some excuses!"

"Oh! it's really a pity to kill you, but there's no way, all the way to martial arts, it's to step on other people's corpses, and then you will step on the peak!" Mo Qingfeng's five fingers turned into sharp claws, and he took them out of Qin Feng's heart.

"Nether Claw!"

If this claw hits, Qin Feng's heart will be completely torn out.

"Walkaway!"

Qi Qin Feng's figure flashed out, and he instantly moved more than a dozen steps away.

Mo Qingfeng's martial arts cultivation is too high, and Qin Feng is not necessarily an opponent if he fights to the death.

The difference in strength between the two is too great!

"Good body!" Mo Qingfeng collected the ghost claws, stepped over, and caught up with Qin Feng in the blink of an eye.

"Still, you can't escape!"

Qin Feng pressed the black knife on his waist in his left hand, "Who said that I was going to escape, in my Qin Feng's dictionary, there is no such thing as escaping!"

"Not good!" Mo Qingfeng felt the murderous aura, the faint murderous aura emitted by the black knife.

Mo Qingfeng was still afraid of Luo Lan's black knife, this knife was the first soldier of the Vulture Palace.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

Black knife shadows followed!

Three black knife shadows are superimposed, faster and faster!

"Knife Momentum!"

"Draw the knife with your left hand!"

Mo Qingfeng turned over and hidden!

Hiss......

The black robe, the shadow of the knife that was slashed by Qin Feng's knife, was cut off a piece.

"The sword technique is good!" Mo Qingfeng's momentum skyrocketed, and the momentum of the sixfold peak of the Lingwu Realm was like a tide, and thousands of horses were galloping.

"Qin Feng, it's easy for me to pinch you to death!"

Drawing a knife and slashing, it only injured Mo Qingfeng's black robe, which was also expected by Qin Feng.

The gap in martial arts cultivation is too big!

"Qiankun Nine Swords!"

Rumble......

The flying sword was cold and dashing, and he was behind Qin Feng.

Mo Qingfeng was stunned, "This...... This is impossible, how can it be the first Martial Ancestor of the Savage Continent, the awakened Qiankun Nine Sword Martial Soul?!"

"Nine Swords Sword Technique! Golden Word Technique!"

Crash!

A golden giant sword appeared in Qin Feng's hand.

"If this son is not killed, he will definitely be successful in the coming day, and he will harm the sect!" Mo Qingfeng pointed to the sky with one hand.

"Netherworld ghost melon, piercing the clouds and breaking the sky!"

Mo Qingfeng clawed, like the size of a pavilion, with a black skull, spitting black mist, and his voice was miserable.

"Haha!" Mo Qingfeng seemed to see the scenery scene of his Wuji Gate.

"Qin Feng, dare to fight with me, your courage is commendable!

Whew......

The wind is biting!

Cold!

Huge cold!

A chill hit.

"Thousands of miles frozen!"

The peaks and trees are covered with a thick layer of ice.

In the sky, a snow-white fox appeared.