The Dragon from Hell

Seeing Du Huaijiang spitting blood, Donggong Ya and the other two were stunned for a moment.

Looking down at Qin Feng, the latter had wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked down at his hand.

In the previous attack, although his weapon had the suppressive force, his knuckles were actually cracked after the attack.

Is this a great cultivator at the peak of the Jindan stage? He is really strong.

"Old Qin, are you okay?"

Seeing him struggling to get up, Donggong Ya hurriedly helped him.

Qin Feng waved his hand: "No problem."

He stood up, looked up at Du Huaijiang standing in front of him, and praised sincerely: "Senior is more skilled, and the junior admits defeat."

Du Huaijiang also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth like him, and looked down at his long sword.

Although his body was fine, the long sword that had been with him for four hundred years had a not obvious crack on the blade at this moment.

Lost.

He smiled bitterly, looked at Qin Feng in front of him, and waved his hand: "I won dishonorably. If you admit defeat, I will be ashamed."

As a senior, he is not only hundreds of years older than Qin Feng, but also hundreds of years more amazing than him.

Besides, although both of them used their spiritual power just now, he has spiritual bones and water spiritual bones, which is no different from fighting at home.

In this case, it’s okay that he can’t easily defeat Qin Feng, but he was injured.

Although he was not as seriously injured as Qin Feng, it can’t be considered a win.

"Forget it."

Du Huaijiang spoke lightly, sighing: "It seems that the Yangtze River is really pushing the waves ahead. The talents of today’s immortal disciples are so terrifying..."

Qin Feng looked at him and saw that there was a bit of bitterness at the corners of his mouth, as if he recalled something, and there was a faint hatred in his eyes.

But they were just casual acquaintances, and they were not yet at the point of deep friendship. He didn’t want to meddle in other people’s business.

"You guys go, today I'll just consider it a losing business."

Du Huaijiang said, and then he took the money bag that Donggong Ya had thrown to him from his waist and threw it back.

Donggong Ya took the money bag and was a little surprised: "You just left like that?"

Du Huaijiang smiled, but didn't intend to respond to her words. Instead, he looked at Qin Feng: "You are very good. You can achieve such a level with your mortal bones. I am looking forward to whether you can really use the thunder to reshape your spirit bones when you go to the sword furnace this time."

"Senior, you are too kind, but..." Qin Feng smiled and responded: "I never said that I went to the sword furnace to reshape my spirit bones."

"Not for spirit bones?" Du Huaijiang was stunned: "Looking at your white hair, you should have had spirit bones before, but they were dug out. With your talent, if you can reshape your spirit bones, I am afraid that within a hundred years, your name will be heard throughout the Linxian Continent. And you don't want to reshape your spirit bones?"

"Yes, I don't want to." Qin Feng said firmly.

"Then what do you want to do?" Du Huaijiang frowned slightly and looked at Qin Feng seriously, as if he wanted to see if he was lying.

But Qin Feng had a calm face, without any trace of falsehood: "Since I am a mortal, I have to think about it as a mortal. I also want to try it. Even if I only have this mortal body, can I make the whole Linxian Continent hear my name as the senior said."

He said this lightly, but to anyone, it seemed like a fairy tale.

Du Huaijiang was stunned when he heard it, and then he laughed.

However, there was not much sarcasm in his laughter, but there was a bit of sourness that was unclear: "Use a mortal body to correct the name of mortals in the world?"

"That's right." Qin Feng said: "This world has never belonged to cultivators alone. There are more people with mortal bodies like me, and their voices also need to be heard."

Du Huaijiang didn't laugh this time, but just stared at Qin Feng quietly, as if to see if this young man was crazy.

After all, what he said just now sounded like crazy talk to anyone.

But Qin Feng's expression was particularly serious, and there was no falsehood in his speech, which was obviously funny.

Du Huaijiang was silent now.

For a long time, there was only the sound of the waves in his ears. The waves caused by the battle just now finally calmed down.

What was not calm was Du Huaijiang's heart.

"Then, I wish you success."

After a long while, he spoke hoarsely, without any emotion in his tone, and looked at Qin Feng and said: "I hope you can come out of the sword test furnace alive."

No matter what happens in the future, the sword test furnace is now his first test.

Qin Feng smiled: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. With your good words, I will definitely come out alive."

"Yeah."

Du Huaijiang nodded, said no more, then looked at the cabin covered by the bamboo curtain, and said loudly: "Senior, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you doing well?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned his head in surprise like Dong Gongya and the others.

The bamboo curtain did not move, and Mo Wenyuan did not appear. Only his voice came: "You have grown up, not bad."

Du Huaijiang smiled: "Four hundred years ago, if it weren't for the help of the senior, Huaijiang would have been a pile of yellow earth... No, with the hatred of Xu Huai Sect for me, I'm afraid there won't even be a corpse. They should have crushed me to ashes."

Qin Feng, Dong Gongya and others looked at each other. No one thought that Du Huaijiang and Mo Wenyuan actually knew each other.

And four hundred years ago, Du Huaijiang escaped from Xu Huai Sect, and there was actually Mo Wenyuan's hand in it.

It's no wonder. Even though Xu Huai Sect is not one of the four major sects, it still has hundreds of people. It also sent four great practitioners in the Jindan stage to hunt him down. In the end, not only did they return empty-handed, but two of the elders were injured.

"I just did a little bit of work back then, it's not worth mentioning." Mo Wenyuan said, "But you, after so many years, haven't you let go of the hatred of that year?"

Du Huaijiang was very calm about this: "How can I let go of the hatred if the great hatred has not been avenged? If it were Xu Huai Sect, I'm afraid they would not forget what happened back then."

His attitude seemed indifferent, but in fact his eyes were murderous, which showed that the things they were talking about were not ordinary.

But wasn't Du Huaijiang hunted down by Xu Huai Sect because he raped and killed a female disciple? Where did he get the hatred, just because Xu Huai Sect expelled him from the sect and issued a hunting order?

But now is not the time for them to interrupt, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen to what they said next.

But the topic came to an abrupt end here, and Mo Wenyuan didn't even mention it anymore.

"You should have just recognized me, kid. Let me ask you, what do you think of my new disciple?"

Du Huaijiang had indeed just recognized Mo Wenyuan not long ago. He guessed it when he saw the small boat standing still in the huge waves.

Mo Wenyuan's aura is so special.

Now that he heard that Qin Feng was actually Mo Wenyuan's disciple, he was surprised and only uttered three words: "Very special."