The Dragon from Hell

The two men moved almost at the same time, fighting bare-handed, but they directly caused bursts of sonic booms in the air.

The old man's body movements were very strange and his speed was also very fast, but he could never be compared with Qin Feng's Seven-Star Lotus Step.

When he found that his speed was difficult to catch up with Qin Feng, he immediately switched from offense to defense.

With a flick of his sleeves, a soft sword fell into his hand, and a cold light flashed.

Qin Feng moved closer, trying to use distance to make up for the disadvantage of having no weapon in his hand.

But although the old man's feet could not keep up with his speed, his reaction was very fast.

At the moment Qin Feng approached, the cold light swept across, drawing a semicircle in the air.

Qin Feng's eyes condensed, and he stepped on his feet and turned backwards directly.

At the moment his legs rolled up, he kicked the soft sword with his feet, and at the same time supported the ground with one hand, and blocked the old man's horizontal leg with the other hand.

In just a few minutes, the two of them had already dazzled people with dozens of moves.

After the old man made a move, the expressions of the people present were different.

Zeng Hanjiang, his grandson, and Old Bo were all very nervous, and Old Zeng frowned.

He had seen Qin Feng take action twice, but this was the first time he saw Qin Feng deal with such a stalemate.

"Old Bo, what is the origin of that old thing? Can you see the signs?"

Old Bo stared at the confrontation between the two and was very embarrassed for a while: "It is difficult for me to judge the real realm of the two of them, but they should be in the late Xuan realm, and it is very likely... Both are at the peak of the Xuan realm!"

"Both?"

Zeng Hanjiang was stunned and looked at Qin Feng in shock.

He was only in his early twenties, and if he was not lying, it was only five years since he came into contact with martial arts.

In five years, from a white who knew nothing, he directly entered the peak of the Xuan realm...

If this kind of thing were to be spread out, I am afraid that the entire martial arts would be shocked!

He was lucky to be able to support the old dragon master who once dominated the world as his master.

But the old dragon master had trained many people in his prime, but none of them was as amazing as Qin Feng.

"It seems that the lucky one should be the old Dragon Lord... He was able to find such a monstrous successor in his old age!"

Ling Yuhai and others were not good at martial arts, and they were very disdainful of it. After all, in their eyes, the world was no longer judged by fists and feet.

But they knew this dull old man.

"What's going on? Is Mr. An playing cat and mouse? Why don't you take that kid down!"

Luo Xiaoxiao was a little dissatisfied, pouting and scolding: "He's just a country bumpkin, and he dared to go against us like this. It's hateful, too hateful!"

Lu Feng obviously had to be humble among this group of people, but now he looked at Qin Feng with contempt.

"Haha, he's just a frog in warm water now, and he won't live long."

Chu Yan didn't comment, but she was calmer than the two of them. She didn't even bother to look at him, and just played with her delicate nails.

"It's a bit interesting..." Ling Yuhai touched his chin and smiled: "Chu Yan, don't you want to take a look? This kid is quite good. This is the first time I see Master An working so hard."

Chu Yan said nonchalantly: "I'm not interested. Whether he wins or loses, can he change anything in the end?"

She said she was not interested, but she still lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at Qin Feng: "The gap between him and us is too big. Even if he wins, he can only watch us leave in a swagger. What else can he do?"

Ling Yuhai raised his eyebrows and did not comment.

Indeed, the reason why they can look at the battle between Qin Feng and Master An so easily is entirely because in their view, everything today is no different from playing.

Win or lose, they still live a comfortable life and have a noble status.

I am sure that once I say it with my status, not to mention Qin Feng, even Zeng Hanjiang can only swallow his anger.

Qin Feng, who was at the center of the storm, was oblivious to the outside world and fought more and more bravely with the old man in front of him.

Even the old man who didn't talk much looked at Qin Feng differently at this time: "Young man, you are very good."

"At your age, you can reach the late stage of the mysterious realm, which has surpassed all the warriors I have seen."

"The martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom have been lonely for too long. I don't want to ruin you, a rare genius."

"Go away."

He really cherished Qin Feng's talent, so he had never revealed his true level until now, and fought with Qin Feng with ease.

After a short fight, the two of them temporarily opened up a short distance and stood opposite each other.

The old man carried a soft sword behind him, and he stood like a fairy crane, with an indifferent attitude. His eyes on Qin Feng were no longer so cold, but with a bit of appreciation.

He thought that he had never shown his true realm, and Qin Feng could fight him to a draw, which was definitely a monster among the young people..

Qin Feng just looked at Ling Yuhai behind him expressionlessly: "I won't leave, and you can't leave either."

"Master An, stop talking nonsense."

Ling Yuhai was very dissatisfied with Qin Feng's cold eyes.

In his opinion, Qin Feng should only have two attitudes when looking at him: fear and flattery.

Staring at him with that kind of look as if he was looking at a dead person made him very unhappy.

"In five minutes, I don't want to see this kid still standing in front of me. Either let him kneel or let him lie down."

He had lost his patience. The original business had been delayed too much because of Qin Feng's appearance.

Seeing that Qin Feng had no intention of giving in, the old man could only sigh with regret.

He knew that he could not protect Qin Feng now.

"Young man, you are indeed very capable, but you are still too young after all."

"At your current age, you should have just entered the late stage of the Xuan realm not long ago, right?"

"You are really capable to let Old Cui fall into your hands."

"But it's a pity that you offended the wrong person. Even though I cherish talents, I can only kill you with my own hands today."

The old man pulled out the long sword behind him, shook his wrist, and the soft sword burst out a dazzling white light, pouring out murderous intent all over the ground.

At this time, Qin Feng said something very inexplicable: "At the peak of the Xuan Realm, I know how to fight."

"Hmm?" The old man didn't understand what he meant, but just stroked his beard: "Since you can see that I am at the peak of the Xuan Realm, you should know that you have no chance of winning. Don't struggle in vain. Don't worry, because you are a talent, I will give you a quick death and won't let you suffer a life worse than death."

Ling Yuhai was obviously unhappy when he heard this: "Master An, what do you mean?"

The old man tilted his head and glanced at him: "Young Master, I'm going to take action, you shouldn't command."

Ling Yuhai snorted coldly and said no more.

At this time, Qin Feng didn't move, but stood there, waiting for Master An to take action.

He stretched out a hand and showed three fingers: "Within three moves, I will kill you in seconds."