The Dragon from Hell

Seeing that he was exposed, the middle-aged man's face suddenly stiffened, and he was a little angry. He pointed at the drunk old man and started to curse: "Hey, you old Huang, you still have the nerve to criticize me? Haven't you come here more than a dozen times but never been able to get in once?"

"If it weren't for this little brother this time, you would have been taken away by the boat of Taohuayuan again."

"I'm not saying anything, I think you are old and you still want to die in the sword-testing furnace. I'm afraid it's not to see the high priest a few more times!"

The middle-aged man's words were unpleasant, and there were many people around who went ashore with them. They all laughed when they heard what he said.

The drunk old man immediately blushed, holding the wine gourd and about to hit the middle-aged man: "I told you to talk nonsense!"

The middle-aged man did not give the drunk old man any face. Seeing this, he grabbed his wrist and raised his foot to kick the drunk old man in the chest: "I'm talking nonsense? Look at you, you are in your seventies or eighties, and you haven't even cultivated your spiritual power. You are here with this wine gourd. What else can you do if you are not here to join in the fun?"

"You dare to fight? With you, I can break your old bones with one hand!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to kick the strange old man, suddenly a hand pressed his shoulder and gently pulled him back.

The middle-aged man didn't react. He was pulled back several steps and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was furious and was about to curse when he heard a cold voice: "Talk, don't do it."

"Who do you think you are..." The middle-aged man turned around and met Qin Feng's cold eyes before he could curse. He immediately held back the rest of his words.

The man's expression changed very quickly. He turned his head and put on a smiling face: "Oh, why is it you, little brother? I'm really sorry. I didn't pay attention just now."

"Well, don't listen to the nonsense of this drunk old man. This old bastard is not a good person."

"I was a little excited just now. I just wanted to scare him. I didn't want to really do it..."

Qin Feng didn't bother to care about him. After letting go, he walked in front of the drunk old man: "Old man, are you okay?"

This drunk old man named Lao Huang seemed to be drunk. He was almost beaten and still confused.

He raised his head and shook his head. When he saw Qin Feng, he smiled with yellow teeth: "You kid... you are not bad."

Seeing that he was not panicked at all and was fine, Qin Feng nodded politely: "Old man, take care of yourself."

From what the middle-aged man said just now, this old man is just an ordinary person, with a body of mortal bones that has not yet cultivated spiritual power, and he is already in his seventies or eighties.

This age is already old for ordinary people, even for warriors.

It is rumored that all the mortal bones that have been in the sword-testing furnace have not survived so far.

However, since the old man is at this age, he still insists on coming to the sword-testing furnace, which means that he has an obsession in his heart. Qin Feng does not interfere with others' choices.

After confirming that the old man is fine, he turned around and planned to leave and go to find Donggong Ya and others first.

As soon as he started to move, the middle-aged man came up to him, smiling: "Oh, little brother, you are really kind-hearted!"

"That old guy...that old Huang, is really annoying. We are both from Xiqi, and he comes every time the sword furnace is opened, and he has never come in. I was just a little excited and angry just now..."

The middle-aged man seemed to be afraid that Qin Feng would misunderstand his behavior just now, and he followed him while explaining.

However, Qin Feng had no intention of listening to his explanation, and didn't care about his nature at all, so he kept silent and let the middle-aged man perform a one-man show.

But the man seemed to be completely unaware that Qin Feng had no interest in him. He followed him all the way and kept chattering: "By the way, little brother, I see that you are quite skilled, and you don't have any spiritual bones on you, so you must be ordinary bones, right?"

"When we get to this place, we must not only be careful of thunder, but also be on guard against those local lunatics..."

"In my opinion, how about we travel together?"

"Let me introduce myself. I am Ye Hongyuan, a casual cultivator from Xiqi, and I have awakened the beast spiritual bones..."

"Little brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet? How about we make friends?"

Ye Hongyuan kept chattering all the way, and Qin Feng was a little annoyed. He turned his head and looked at him: "I'm not here to make friends. As for traveling together... Sorry, I already have a companion."

He couldn't say that his impression of Ye Hongyuan was good or bad, but the man in front of him changed his face too quickly, and Qin Feng never liked to associate with such people.

Besides, the other people following him nowYe Hongyuan was not the only one.

Behind him, besides Lao Huang, there were seven or eight other people.

Half of these people were ordinary warriors, and the other half were just casual cultivators with low cultivation. They must have gone to the Sword Trial Furnace to try their luck and reach the top in one step. They always felt that they were the exception.

These people also had one thing in common: they were pushed out when the waves hit. They had no chance to go to the Sword Trial Mountain. It was only because Qin Feng's sword broke the waves that they took advantage of this opportunity.

Strictly speaking, this group of people were not the first to come to the Sword Trial Mountain, but the first time to come up.

Before they could come up, they all cut off their heads and tried to squeeze in.

But after they came up, they were a little scared.

As Ye Hongyuan said, there were crises everywhere on the Sword Trial Mountain, and they were somewhat aware of their own strength.

The best way to survive on the Sword Trial Mountain was to hug the thigh.

And Qin Feng was the thigh they chose.

Although this thigh looks younger, and for some reason has white hair, and seems to have no spiritual bones, but based on the sword he wielded above the sea, at least for now, they have no better choice than Qin Feng.

So although the others were not as thick-skinned as Ye Hongyuan to come up and chat, they all followed silently behind.

They would not leave unless Qin Feng drove them away.

Qin Feng looked back at the team behind him and was speechless for a moment.

Most of these people were about the same level as Ye Hongyuan, and some were even worse than him.

Ye Hongyuan looked old, but his spiritual bone elements were not pure, at most he was at the third level of the foundation-building period.

In this place, he might not be able to withstand a few thunderbolts.

Not to mention the others, this group of people who followed him in opportunistically can be described as "old, weak, sick and disabled".

It's hard to say whether they came to this island to ascend to heaven or ascend to heaven in one step.