The Dragon from Hell

When Qin Feng turned and left, Dugu Jiujian was still standing there.

When Qin Feng's figure disappeared, he shook his whole body, then he half-knelt on the ground unsteadily, spitting out blood.

But he didn't care about these, he looked down, the collar of his chest had been opened, and a scar left by the sword energy had just broken the skin and flesh of his chest, blood oozed out, but did not hurt the bones.

Reaching out again, he touched his side neck, and there was also a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

It was enough to cut the flesh and make him bleed, but it would not harm his life.

Such wounds were everywhere on his body, except on his face.

Qin Feng not only showed mercy, but also saved his face.

But the more so, the more embarrassed he was.

There was no longer the previous arrogance on the face of the young man, and the whole person fell into great shock and confusion.

"I lost?"

Not only did he lose, but he also lost to an ordinary bone.

The most important thing is that he lost even worse than Huang Qisi yesterday, because Qin Feng only used one move!

There was a dead silence in the field, and even the sound of people swallowing saliva was particularly clear.

Qin Feng had returned to his seat and walked to sit next to Zhu Xing.

Turning his head, he saw the two little ones looking at him with a look of seeing a ghost.

Especially Xuan Yue, that expression was as awkward as it could be.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

Zhong Jiamu finally came back to his senses, thinking back to the scene just now, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Brother Qin, are you, are you really a mortal bone?"

"Otherwise?" If he was not a mortal bone, he would not be so "attracting attention".

Xuan Yue looked awkward, turned her head and said: "Although, although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit now that I was really not your opponent in Taohuayuan."

I'm afraid it's not just her, anyone who saw Qin Feng's sword at the scene will find it hard to forget.

On the stage, Qin Feng and Dugu Jiujian attacked at the same time.

However, Dugu Jiujian was a little slow. He was sincere enough and didn't want to hurt Qin Feng, so he planned to defend first and then win easily.

He came to compete, not to kill anyone.

But the next moment, Qin Feng also didn't draw his sword, and he gathered his energy with his fingers. He couldn't even see any energy flowing around him.

That's right, a person without spiritual bones, how could he condense a sword aura formed by spiritual power?

Dugu Jiujian didn't care, and the people outside were the same.

Qin Feng raised his head, without any fancy moves, but just pointed in the direction of Dugu Jiujian.

The next moment, a surging sword energy burst out from his fingers, sweeping the entire stage in an instant.

Dugu Jiujian was born with sword bones, and his talent as a sword bone was indeed fully demonstrated at this moment.

If it were someone else, they would have to wait until Qin Feng's sword got closer to know what kind of murderous intent was brewing in that seemingly ordinary point.

But he was different. When Qin Feng's "sword energy" was used, he saw the point that came out of Qin Feng's hand. It seemed that he only knew the mediocre sword intent, but in fact, it was full of murderous intent and sword energy was like a scroll.

He felt the breath of death.

At that moment, Dugu Jiujian immediately took action, wanting to fight with his own sword energy.

But when his sword energy collided with Qin Feng's sword energy, it was like ointment touching charcoal, melting in an instant.

A point of sword intent turned into thousands of sword energy, which was broken by Dugu Jiujian's sword energy by five points, but the rest fell on Dugu Jiujian.

The white light of the arena lit up, and that small world had already determined Dugu Jiujian's defeat.

It was only because Qin Feng held back, otherwise what would be lying in front of everyone now would be a corpse.

I have never seen the splendor of the Tai'a Sword, but I have seen Qin Feng's sword without a sword.

It was just a gesture of raising his hand, but the sword was amazing.

With just one sword, the dust has settled.

——Snap!

The teacup beside Dugu Ao shattered on the ground. He was not angry, but stood up from the chair in disbelief.

Seeing the people of the Thousand Swords Sect helping Dugu Jiujian, his eyes widened and almost jumped out of his eye sockets.

But he was not looking at his youngest son, but Qin Feng.

At the same time, Gusu He, who was sitting next to him, had a gloomy face, clenched the folding fan in his hand, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"Who is he? How can he have such a strong sword intent at such a young age!"

At this time, the disciples below were already discussing that there might be something wrong with the judgment of the arena. Dugu Jiujian obviously looked like he still had the strength to fight, but he was judged to lose. Isn't it unfair?

After all, it is hard for anyone to accept that a gifted man like Dugu Jiujian lost to an ordinary person.

They need an excuse, an excuse,A seemingly reasonable reason, even if it is unreasonable, it doesn't matter.

This group of awakeners, no matter how talented they are, just want an excuse to suppress their inner humiliation and fear.

Dugu Jiujian can lose, but he can't lose to an ordinary bone.

But Dugu Ao didn't question it at all. If he couldn't even see this, then he was not worthy of being the leader of the Thousand Swords Sect.

He saw Qin Feng's sword just now. No matter how he analyzed it, Dugu Jiujian had to lose.

He didn't want to believe the reason, but he had to believe it: the gap in strength between them was too big.

It's not just about cultivation, but also about sword intent.

Even though Dugu Jiujian was born with sword bones, he was recognized by Tai'a Sword since he held the sword. He understood Tai'a Sword Intention at the age of three and entered the Dao at the age of six.

Dugu Ao was full of pride for this son, but he never thought that one day he would see a sword intent in an ordinary bone that was purer and more fierce than his own youngest son!

Qin Feng's sword, like a dragon emerging from the water, soared into the sky.

The moment the sword intent burst out, it was as if the dragon was going to bite off a piece of the sky.

Bitter, cold, and hard, there were no fancy sword moves, only the purest purpose - to kill.

It was said that Qin Feng was born in a small wealthy family in Lingfeng City. Before his spirit bone was taken away, he was also raised in pampered pampering.

Dugu Ao didn't understand how an ordinary person with such an ordinary background and experience could brew such a strong sword intent of killing?

Dugu Jiujian also couldn't figure out why he had already exerted his talent to the maximum. He could see Qin Feng's sword, but couldn't see through Qin Feng's sword.

Neither of them drew his sword, but the winner had been decided.

At this time, Dugu Jiujian suddenly began to hate his natural sword bone. If he was just a mediocre person, then he could still deceive himself that it was just an accident.

But he happened to have a pair of eyes that could see through all the sword moves in the world. This was his talent, and it also allowed him to see that he was completely defeated.