Are women a burden on the road to escape famine? Give them all to me

"Oh? I didn't expect to know me, hahaha. It seems that this city lord is handsome, with jade trees facing the wind, extremely talented, and my reputation for unparalleled cultivation has spread all over the world. Even an old dog like you knows about it.

In this case, seeing how old you are, this city lord can't bear to kill you, an old dog.

After all, I am known as a handsome person with a kind heart, and I have always upheld the traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

Seeing that you still have some knowledge, I will give you a decent way to die. You can commit suicide. "

Qin Feng flicked his folding fan, revealing a smile that he thought was unrestrained and uninhibited. He fanned gently against the flying snowflakes, looking like a peacock with its tail spread, showing off his arrogance to the world.

When Lu Wei saw this man, he had a strange look on his face. This is a brain-dead coquettish guy who ran away from somewhere. He was fanning himself in the middle of winter. The disease in his brain was so serious.

Well, it seems a bit bad to say that, after all, this guy seems to be on his side.

Manager Zhang's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and his eyes looking at Qin Feng were full of fear and anger.

But what's more, it's fear. Qin Feng is a whole level higher than him.

If things go wrong today, he may end up here. .

"Qin Feng, this is a family matter of the Yang family. As the lord of Yunzhou City, I advise you not to meddle in other people's affairs, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to yourself."

Manager Zhang took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Although your Qingling Sect is powerful, our Yang family is not easy to mess with. If you insist on intervening in this matter, you will bear the consequences!"

Upon hearing Manager Zhang's threat, Qin Feng smiled disdainfully, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly clapped the folding fan in his hand, pointed at Manager Zhang's nose and cursed: "Old man, do you think you can suppress me with just a small Yang family? Let me tell you, I, the Qingling Sect, are not afraid!"

After saying that, Qin Feng exuded a powerful aura, and the surrounding wind and snow seemed to be frozen at this moment, unable to get close to him.

Feeling this terrifying pressure, Manager Zhang's expression changed drastically, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He complained secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect Qin Feng to be so tough and not take the Yang family seriously at all.

Lu Wei suddenly looked strange when he heard what he said.

Is this guy from their side?

"snort!"

In the carriage, a cold snort suddenly came from the carriage.

Qin Feng's face froze, and then he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "Xiaohu, listen to me, I definitely didn't mean that. What I meant was that the Yang family is nothing in front of the Qingling Sect. , in my eyes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xiaohu interrupted: "Uncle Qin, if you have anything to say, please wait until the matter at hand is resolved. Otherwise, all my guards will die soon."

Qin Feng nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll deal with them right now."

After saying that, Qin Feng turned to look at Manager Zhang. Suddenly, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and a stream of light flew out as fast as lightning and went straight to Manager Zhang's door.

Manager Zhang also didn't expect Qin Feng to be so despicable, taking action without even saying hello.

He was startled and hurriedly dodged sideways, but he was still a little slow.

The stream of light grazed his shoulder like a sharp blade, leaving a shocking blood mark, and the blood splashed in the air like a fountain.

Manager Zhang was filled with fear and anger. His cultivation level was not as good as Qin Feng's, and he was suddenly injured by a sneak attack. He probably wouldn't be able to leave today.

In this case, it's better to give it a try and die with nothing to lose.

Thinking of this, he roared angrily, mobilized all his spiritual power crazily, and decided to fight to the death.

When Qin Feng saw this, he raised a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth: "What? Are you still going to struggle, old guy? I advise you that if you have the strength, you might as well kill yourself early and save me the trouble."

A crazy light burst out from Manager Zhang's eyes, and he slashed down with the long sword in his hand with all his strength.

A dazzling sword light went straight towards Qin Feng.

Lu Wei, who was hiding in the distance and watching the excitement, saw a trace of yearning in his eyes when he saw this scene.

Is this the power of warriors in this world? Seeing this kind of master showdown with your own eyes is thousands of times more shocking than watching a martial arts movie.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with disdain when he faced Guanshi Zhang's sword with all his strength.

I saw the folding fan in his hand slightly fanning the snow on the ground. Large tracts of snow suddenly flew into the air and quickly condensed into snow swords.

Under the control of spiritual power, those snow swords continuously collided with the huge sword light.

"Bang bang bang..." Continuous explosions shook the entire sky.

Under the continuous blows of the snow sword, the sword light quickly became dim and full of cracks.

Then there was a bang, the sword light dissipated, and spiritual power visible to the naked eye overflowed and impacted in all directions.

Manager Zhang, who was closest, was shaken back by the powerful impact.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror and despair. He knew that there was a big gap between himself and Qin Feng, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

His full blow was easily broken. And the remaining snow swords were like meteors falling from the sky, heading straight for him.

Manager Zhang's expression changed drastically, and he used his remaining spiritual power to hold up a shield in front of him.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The snow sword landed on the shield in the blink of an eye.

Continuous explosions shook the surrounding ground.

Broken snowflakes were flying all over the sky, blocking all surrounding sight.

After a long time, snowflakes fell, and a big pit appeared where Manager Zhang had just been.

In the pit, Manager Zhang was covered with wounds, and blood was gushing out like money.

His eyes were full of despair, and he opened his mouth to say something, but a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he died directly.

Manager Zhang died, and the remaining white-clothed men were no longer a threat.

Qin Feng did the same thing, and the snow swords flew all over the sky. Wherever he passed, the white-clothed warriors fell one after another, and they were all strangled to death in a short while.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wei quietly came to his own carriage.