Retreat For 30 Days, You Guys Let Me Go Out Soon

"Yes! It's really easy to discuss!"

Qin Feng smiled, and then looked up and down Liu Qingyu: "I am a person who always pays attention to honesty. As long as Liu Hao lies on the ground and learns to crawl a few laps of tortoises, I will let him go."

When speaking, Qin Feng took a step back and accidentally stepped on Liu Hao's last arm.

Click!

"Sorry, I broke your last arm. However, you are also true, because I stepped on one of your arms, and I was full of resentment. But I don't want to shove the second arm into me. Under his feet, he intended to trip me. It's fine now, instead of tripping me, instead he scrapped the last arm."

Qin Feng seemed to be out of anger and reprimanded loudly.

When many onlookers heard Qin Feng's words, the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Qin Feng kept saying that Liu Hao would let him go as long as he learned how to crawl with a tortoise. But he deliberately stepped on the opponent's arm. How did this make Liu Hao climb? Obviously, he won't give him a way to survive!"

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but laughed directly.

Liu Qingyu's face was gloomy.

Even a fool could see that Qin Feng was teasing deliberately.

"You are the hillbilly Qin Feng? You are so arrogant! Even, a little bit mader than me, I am very unhappy. This world does not allow for a warrior who is mader than me. You should decide on your own!"

The ninth-order star of the star on the side suddenly spoke, and his tone was also arrogant and unlimited.

Hearing this, Liu Qingyu's face couldn't help but a little joy flashed.

"Adolescents speak, Qin Feng, your patron, Liuyun Pavilion Master Yunlong, all have to make three points thin. Now, you can choose to die! Otherwise, once the adolescent gets angry, the warrior who needs self-decision, but it's not just you. Your family, young and old, must be buried for it!"

Hearing that, everyone felt a chill and rushed straight to their foreheads.

The Lord of the Liuyun Pavilion, Yunlong, is a legend in the Tiannan Kingdom.

Even if it was Wang Sikong, who was from the Southern Kingdom today, he needed three points of courtesy.

As the chief deacon of Liuyun Pavilion, Liu Qingyu naturally did not dare to make jokes about Pavilion Master Yunlong for no reason.

In other words, the juvenile identity in front of me is really not easy.

Who is he?

Many warriors flashed the same thoughts in their hearts.

"Really 々"? "

Qin Feng chuckled, still amiable.

Suddenly, there was a cold light in his eyes. With a fierce kick with his right foot, he directly kicked Liu Hao towards the youth.

laugh!

A little cold light suddenly appeared, and blood was floating in the void. Under the eyes of everyone, Liu Hao was actually divided by a sword.

The sudden change surprised everyone.

The mysterious young man took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood on the sword. Then he glanced at Liu Hao who had been dismembered with disgust and said, "The humble thing has stained my sword with filth."

"I'm a god!"

"Although, this was thrown by Qin Feng. But a normal warrior should be able to see his identity clearly. The mysterious boy has time to kill with a sword and definitely has time to escape. But he finally chose to kill Liu Hao. "

"Not only that, it seems that Liu Hao's blood has desecrated his sword with his disgusting eyes."

"I'll just look at Liu Qingyu, what will I do?"

"I thought it was my backer, but now he is beheading his son. Dramatic change!"

...

Seeing Liu Hao, who was killed under the sword of the mysterious young man, a little sadness flashed in Liu Qingyu's heart!

Pursue the mysterious boy?

He can only think about it in his mind.

Based on his understanding of the young man, as long as he shows a little unwillingness, he may be beheaded by the opponent's protector.

Just like this, he suppressed the anger in his heart forcibly, and respectfully said to the mysterious boy: "The dog rushes into the crown, even if it is calculated by a man, it is a heinous crime. Being beheaded by the son, I have no complaint."

Immediately, he set his gaze on Qin Feng's body, his face became cold, his teeth clenched, and bursts of monstrous hostility burst out.

Billowing murderous aura, like a surging tide, violently sweeping across the entire space. .

The many martial artists who were onlookers suddenly felt a burst of great power suddenly born, and was directly lifted off, and the blood began to roll over.

Those slightly weaker warriors have even directly started to vomit blood.

"Naughty animal! It's hard to vent the anger in my heart if you don't cramp and scrape your body today."

However, Liu Qingyu did not directly violently behead Qin Feng.

Of course, he did not produce kindness.

Qin Feng was a warrior of Tier 3 Star Fiend, like a bird in a cage, he couldn't escape the palm of his hand at all.

Killing him with a stab is really so happy. He wanted to torture Qin Feng severely, making him immersed in the horror of life and death, unable to extricate himself.

Qin Feng's face was calm.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, Qin Feng was not close to the opponent at all. Coupled with the horror of war skills and supernatural powers, he is confident that he can crush Liu Qingyu.

Seeing Qin Feng's expression indifferent, Liu Qingyu's resentment grew with each passing day.

"Pretend! I see when you can pretend!"

The aura on Liu Qingyu's body became more fierce, and even the buildings in the Fourth Middle School were devastated by the violent aura.

"¨ "Huh! This is the price of arrogance!"

"In the presence of the deacon of Liuyun Pavilion, count his son. There is no doubt that he will die!"

"You deserve it if you die!"

"That's right! If it wasn't for him, how could we get seriously injured?"

...

Those warriors who were hit hard by the furious Liu Qingyu, the chief deacon. A burst of anger.

They dare not offend the chief deacon. Now that Qin Feng is bound to die, he has put hatred on him one after another.

After all, if Qin Feng hadn't provoked the chief deacon Liu Qingyu, they wouldn't have been injured.

"die!"

At this moment, Liu Qingyu's patience was completely exhausted, and he headed towards Qin Feng's forehead in one fell swoop.

All the anger was contained in this attack.

Qin Feng sneered again and again.

A bit of earth-yellow light circulated in the palm of the hand.

Suddenly, a bit of astonishment appeared on his face. The earthy yellow light in his hand has disappeared.

bump!

Endless air waves spread around, flying sand and rocks, (Ma Li Zhao) surrounding buildings have completely collapsed under repeated devastation.

"Qin Feng must die without a place to be buried."

"It's completely self-blame!"

Those warriors who had conflicts with Qin Feng applauded.

But now that the dust is everywhere, it is impossible to see the situation clearly.

After a while, the dust has disappeared.

Everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrank sharply, and unimaginable horror flashed through the pupils.

Qin Feng, who should have been torn to pieces, stood there intact. Even the clothes on his body are still the same.

"What the hell is going on? Can it be said. Qin Feng's physical body can actually be compared with the battle weapon of the pinnacle?"

People are all exclaiming.

After a while, everyone saw a lot of clues from the direction of Liu Qingyu's gloomy gaze.

I saw a middle-aged man with a thin face appeared in front of him.

"It turned out to be him! The Golden Dragon of Liuyun Pavilion made it fly flat!".

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