The Dragon from Hell

"This is impossible!"

Fan Bangyan was so angry that he almost ran to the ring and stared at Qin Feng with a pale face: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Just now I saw with my own eyes that Yuan Shan had broken his Dantian. He should be a useless person now. How can he stand up again?"

It's okay to stand up again, but Qin Feng's aura is even stronger now than before he was poisoned.

Just looking at him, it's like glimpsing the back of the god of death.

Let alone him this time, even Fan Jiaju, who was standing aside, showed an unbelievable look: "As a warrior, Dantian is the gate of life. How can he become stronger after the gate of life is broken? How did he condense his aura!"

Yuan Shan didn't hold back when he punched just now, and he didn't show any mercy.

Anyone with eyes could see that Qin Feng was hit hard by that punch.

But now, Qin Feng not only did not fall, but even walked slowly towards Yuan Shan like a demon descending!

"Brother Qin?"

Dai Ruolan looked up when she heard the noise, and looked at Qin Feng's back slowly walking towards Yuan Shan. She was stunned for a moment, and she didn't even bother to wipe the tears off her face.

Du Shixi and his sister also subconsciously moved a few steps closer to the ring.

Du Qingyue's eyes were very complicated, and no one knew what she was thinking.

But what no one saw was that when Du Shixi, who was standing behind her, looked at Qin Feng at a certain moment, the pair of eyes that were always humble and polite flashed with a sinister and dark look.

Han Qiusheng and Du Bangyan on the other side stopped immediately and looked at Qin Feng on the stage in disbelief.

Du Bangyan couldn't help swallowing his saliva and asked, "Then, is that the Dragon Lord?"

Han Qiusheng's face was solemn, but his eyes, which had always been like dead water, were now as hot as magma: "No, but also."

He looked at Qin Feng, who was like a god of death. He was in his forties or fifties, but his body was trembling with excitement.

"He did it. There is no creation without destruction!"

Qin Feng's method was very risky, but the benefits were proportional to the risks.

For example, now, Qin Feng walked slowly towards Yuan Shan. The latter clearly wanted to struggle to stand up, but just after he moved, Qin Feng's hand had already strangled his neck!

"Ugh!"

Yuan Shan groaned and tried to raise his hand to pull Qin Feng's hand away.

But as soon as he raised one of his hands, he heard a "bang", and his bones immediately felt a sharp pain, and the sound of breaking followed!

"Ah!"

Amid the screams, everyone could see that one of Yuan Shan's arms was smashed directly after Qin Feng punched him.

The exaggeration made people wonder if his bones were crushed into powder by a fist, because there was no bone outline at all in the place where he was hit, and only a shrunken layer of skin remained!

Seeing this scene, many people who were cheering suddenly became quiet and shuddered.

Then, Qin Feng grabbed Yuan Shan's neck and lifted him up from the ground.

A warrior at the peak of the Xuan realm was like a child with no power in his hands, and he didn't even have room to struggle.

Qin Feng raised his arm and lifted Yuan Shan up directly, letting the fear on Yuan Shan's face continue to grow. Qin Feng's expression remained unmoved and indifferent to the extreme.

Qin Feng seemed to have lost his mind at this moment. After grabbing Yuan Shan and lifting him up, he slammed him to the ground fiercely.

—— Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud noises shook the entire arena violently.

The audience standing close to him looked down subconsciously and felt the ground under their feet shaking violently.

Many people were frightened by the bloody scene and swallowed their saliva. Such a violent scene had never appeared in the boxing ring!

Fan Bangyan was stunned, his face pale, and he hurriedly started to call people: "What is he going to do? He wants to kill people! Hurry up, stop him!"

Yuan Shan is a very important chess piece of Jiuxuan Sect, and he will play a decisive role in the next martial arts conference.

He must not die!

Moreover, if Yuan Shan died here today, Fan Bangyan's position as the young master would not be guaranteed.

By then, the choice of the Dai family will also change.

"Why are you still standing there, save people!"

Fan Bangyan roared, but the other disciples did not dare to move.

Everyone can see that Qin Feng's current state is too terrible.

Even Yuan Shan could be ravaged in front of him. If they rushed forward, they would only have one way to go, and that was death.

So even with Fan Bangyan's order, no one dared to go up and die.

Fan Bangyan gritted his teeth, almost going crazy with anger, butLet him go up by himself, he also knows what the consequences will be.

His face was as hard as iron, his clenched fists were shaking slightly, and he stared at Qin Feng with eyes that seemed to want to kill him.

But he knew that with his own strength, he could not go up to stop Qin Feng at all, and going up would only lead to death.

Now the only person who could stop Qin Feng was Fan Jiaju.

But once Fan Jiaju made a move, the bottom card of their Jiuxuan Sect would be completely exposed, and what they wanted to do at the martial arts conference might be guessed by others.

At that time, the status of Jiuxuan Sect in the hidden sect would be completely lost.

Fan Jiaju would not make a move.

Even if Fan Jiaju was on the same side as him, he was always his supporter when competing for the position of young master.

But compared with him, Fan Jiaju's first consideration was naturally Jiuxuan Sect.

So Fan Jiaju came over and patted his shoulder, his face so serious that he didn't want to say more: "Let's think about how to end it later."

"Fortunately, although we can't keep this kid now, there is no antidote for the poison in his body."

"If he consumes his life to improve his realm and strength like now, he will only die faster."

"But you, if Yuan Shan died today, I'm afraid the sect will not let you go..."

Fan Bangyan understood this truth, and despair was already revealed in his eyes.

Fortunately, at this time, a petite figure rushed up: "Brother Qin, don't!"

"Ruolan!" Lin Xinyue was startled, and it was too late to pull Dai Ruolan.

She ran to Qin Feng's side, regardless of how attractive Qin Feng's aura was now, and hugged Qin Feng.

"Brother Qin, I beg you, don't kill people! Don't kill people!"

Dai Ruolan hugged him tightly with tears on her face.

When Qin Feng felt someone behind him, he slowly turned his head.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and his boundless indifference seemed like the end of a deserted hell.

When she met his eyes, Dai Ruolan was suddenly stunned...