The Dragon from Hell

The words "Just go" immediately made Han Qiu Sheng feel safe.

Qin Feng saw what he was worried about at a glance, and solved his worries with just one sentence.

Yes, as long as Qin Feng is here, nothing will happen, he is the Dragon Lord!

Han Qiu Sheng wiped the wound that was scratched by the Evil Eye Tyrant Sword in the battle just now. Although it was bleeding, he showed a hearty smile: "Subordinate, thank you Dragon Lord!"

After speaking, he kicked his feet and rushed towards Huang Jiang again.

Huang Jiang had completely summoned the full power of the Evil Eye Tyrant Sword at this time, and his eyes were red with fighting spirit.

"Haha, a young boy who is still wet behind the ears, can you come up and die with just one sentence? Han Qiu Sheng, I think you are really going backwards as you live."

"Eleven years ago, you almost died under my Evil Eye Tyrant Sword. Eleven years later, let me complete what I didn't complete that day!"

After speaking, he waved the Evil Eye Tyrant Sword and faced Han Qiu Sheng head-on.

As he waved, the light bars in the entire conference room exploded instantly. Although it was not dim, the light still dropped a lot.

As the light dimmed, the red light bursting out from the evil eye tyrant knife in his hand was even more dazzling.

The knife lights reflected on the wall, like ghosts being dragged into the abyss, shocking!

Seeing this, An Jiuxiao was a little worried: "Brother Feng, Uncle Han doesn't seem to be able to hold on. Will he lose?"

Unlike Huang Jiang, who has been relying on killing and blood to raise his sword for ten years, Han Qiu Sheng has not fought for ten years.

Even if he would practice with others on weekdays, he would not miss a day of practice.

But practicing and fighting are completely different from real fighting. Han Qiu Sheng's progress in the past ten years can be said to be very slow.

Huang Jiang not only has the environment provided by the Yangguo Martial Arts Association, but also has the blessing of the evil eye tyrant knife. Now he is superior to Han Qiu Sheng in both strength and realm. The situation is very bad.

Meng Changfeng was still sitting on the ground at this time. No one came to help him easily, but several people came to apply medicine immediately.

Because the wound Qin Feng left on him was too delicate, it did not hurt his internal organs and bones, but if he moved casually, it would definitely tear his flesh and blood immediately, tearing his internal organs together. He could only wait for people to apply medicine and suture.

This was also what Qin Feng said, so that he could not attack from behind.

Seeing Han Qiu Sheng and Huang Jiang fighting, Meng Changfeng showed a sinister look: "Haha, Han Qiu Sheng can't be Huang Jiang's opponent."

"Master Qin Long, you know Han Qiu Sheng can't win, but you still let him fight. Don't you want to clean up the old generals of Panlong Hall and replace them with your own people?"

Since he couldn't take action, Meng Changfeng simply mocked him verbally: "Think about it, if I were you, I would do the same."

"Each generation of emperors has their own ministers. These old generals have been led by Long Daoling. Now that you are in power, they may not really obey you."

"If it were me, I would also choose to let them be willing. Willing to die, like today, is a good opportunity. "

"Knowing that the gap in strength between the two sides is huge, you still choose to let Han Qiu Sheng fight, under the pretext of letting him take revenge, but in fact, you let him die willingly under Huang Jiang's knife. "

"In this way, you can not only make trouble for Huang Jiang with a legitimate reason, but also eliminate a powerful old subordinate and take the West City Hall in Han Qiu Sheng's hands into your own hands, killing two birds with one stone."

"Master Qin Long, what a great move."

When he said these words, he did not avoid Han Qiu Sheng at all, and the volume was just enough for Han Qiu Sheng to hear.

It was obvious that he was having difficulty breathing now, and breathing could affect the wound, but he still did not forget to mock and provoke a few words.

"You fart! Our Master Long is not that kind of person!" An Jiuxiao gritted his teeth in anger. If it weren't for Qin Feng's instructions, he would have to go up and fight with this old Deng.

Qin Feng looked much calmer, and glanced at Meng Changfeng with a cold look: "It seems that President Meng's words are not for me, but for Uncle Han."

"But I advise you not to waste your energy, it's useless."

"Do you think Uncle Han doesn't know the gap between him and Huang Jiang?"

"Knowing that it is impossible to do it, such blood and courage are the integrity that people in Panlong Hall should have."

"I think President Meng, who defected from the Martial God Hall because of temporary gains and losses and interests, should not understand."

Han Qiusheng couldn't have failed to hear Meng Changfeng's words, but from his actions and movements, he was not affected at all.

Although he is still retreating, he still has no intention of retreating.

Because even if Qin Feng doesn't agree today, he will insist on taking action.

And Qin FengHe is in the middle stage of the Earth Realm, so there is no need to use this method to kill him.

Killing someone with a borrowed knife can certainly leave a good reputation, but judging from Qin Feng's performance at the trial meeting today, he doesn't care about reputation at all.

Besides, a person who is obsessed with cleaning up his old subordinates after taking office will not care about his reputation, right?

Meng Changfeng also knew that his provocation would not have any effect, so he sat on the ground and let the people from the sect sew him up.

Suturing directly without anesthesia is scary just by looking at it.

What's more, if there is any problem with the suturing technique, his internal organs may be damaged.

But he didn't look worried at all. Instead, he leaned against the wall and stared at Qin Feng: "Qin Longzhu has a really good attitude, but have you ever thought about what consequences you will face if Han Qiu Sheng really dies here today?"

"I believe you have already seen that Han Qiu Sheng and Huang Jiang will not stop until they die, but he is not Huang Jiang's opponent at all. If you don't take action, he will die today."

"Qin Longzhu, if I were you, I would take action now."

Meng Changfeng used this to stimulate Qin Feng, trying to provoke Qin Feng.

"But it seems that Han Qiu Sheng doesn't want you to take action. After all, although you are the Dragon Lord, you are his junior. He can't ask you for help."

"Qin Longzhu, you still lose by this calculation."

Han Qiu Sheng's character is absolutely impossible to ask a junior for help.

But if the fight continues, he will definitely die in Huang Jiang's hands within thirty moves.

Han Qiu Sheng is not weak, but the evil eye tyrant knife is too strong.

Once Han Qiusheng was dead, Meng Changfeng's goal would be achieved.

Qin Feng let five people in, but only four people went out.

In the end, the outside world would only say that Qin Feng was greedy for life and afraid of death, and actually let the old members of Panlong Hall take the blame for him and be punished by the Yangguo Martial Arts Association for him.

And what about him? He took the opportunity to clean up the old members of Panlong Hall and left with his new people.

By then, when people talk about Panlong Hall again, they will only think of Qin Feng's cold-bloodedness and treachery!