The Dragon from Hell

——Swish!

A sword sounded, and before Du Shixi could stop it, the long sword in Du Qingyue's hand had already reached Qin Feng.

At this time, Qin Feng seemed to have not expected Du Qingyue to take action at all, and he was still drinking tea with his head down.

He was not used to drinking in front of strangers, even if it was just a little bit.

Facing Du Qingyue's sudden attack, he had no intention of dodging, as if he had not realized that he was in danger at all.

In a flash, Du Shixi had stood up, his face was shocked and angry.

He never thought that his sister was so brave that she dared to take action directly.

If she took action now without Qin Feng accepting her challenge, it would be an assassination!

Not to mention that Panlong Hall and the three generations of Xinlongmen were on good terms, even if the other party was a stranger, he would never watch Du Qingyue kill people in public.

Han Qiusheng, who was sitting opposite, had already moved one hand, but was held down by Du Bangyan next to him.

The latter stared at that place with a half-smile, as if expecting something.

Han Qiusheng knew that Du Bangyan was waiting for Qin Feng to make a move.

He wanted to see how powerful this so-called new dragon master was.

However, even though the sword energy was already in front of him, Qin Feng remained motionless, and did not even glance at Du Qingyue's sword.

When everyone thought that Qin Feng would never be able to dodge this sword, a crisp sound suddenly came.

——Dang!

Du Qingyue's eyes were all on Qin Feng, and she was determined to force him to make a move, so she didn't pay attention to others at all.

But when the sword was about to touch Qin Feng, she suddenly felt her wrist holding the sword and her arm numb, and the long sword almost flew out of her hand.

Although she adjusted in time, her sword move had deviated, and the original force had been removed.

So she gritted her teeth and could only let the long sword pass Qin Feng.

Du Shixi was relieved and looked at Qin Feng subconsciously.

Qin Feng had no reaction to Du Qingyue's attack just now, obviously he didn't react, and now he must be scared.

But when he turned around, he found that Qin Feng was still the same as before, calm and relaxed, put down the teacup in his hand, and picked up the dishes on the plate again.

As if he noticed his gaze, he raised his head and smiled slightly: "What's wrong with Master Du? Sit down and eat the dishes."

Du Shixi was stunned and subconsciously said: "Mr. Qin, didn't you see just now..."

Du Qingyue was completely angry at this time: "You dare to ignore me? I won't make mistakes this time!"

She thought that the previous move was just a mistake, but she didn't figure out what made her arm shake.

After retracting the move, she saw Qin Feng eating the dishes motionlessly, as if he didn't care about her attack at all, so she didn't care about anything else and raised the long sword again.

"Watch out!"

"Qingyue!" Du Shixi was also angry this time, and subconsciously reached for his sword.

However, because he had to eat, his sword had just been placed aside, and it was too late to get it now.

The sound of breaking wind came, and Du Qingyue took the sword and attacked Qin Feng again.

But this time, a figure suddenly jumped up from the other end of the dining table, and then there was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

——Dang!

Du Qingyue didn't see who the black shadow in front of her was, but the long sword collided with some metal, and the numbness was stronger than before.

Then a sharp sword force came towards her, leaving her no time to react, and she could only respond hastily.

But the opponent's attack was really fierce, like a storm on a summer night, mixed with thunder and lightning, constantly slapping her face.

She held the sword tightly in her hand, and responded to every move in a hurry.

Until the last sword, like a lightning that pierced the summer night, it directly struck her sword.

Her entire body was numb from this sudden move, and it was also at this gap that the opponent's sword suddenly fell below, and it was lifted up, directly picking the sword out of her hand.

She hurriedly stepped back, trying to block the opponent's sword, but the fierce attack just now suddenly stopped.

It was like a sudden stop of a rainstorm.

At this moment, she subconsciously looked up and saw a boy about her age standing in front of Qin Feng.

The boy held a sword in one hand, and the sword had not even been unsheathed.

And the other hand... was actually holding a chicken leg!

The boy's appearance was not very handsome, it could be said to be ordinary, and even because of his congenital problems, his eyes were a little scattered when he looked at people.

At least before, this was the impression he gave people.

Not only Du Qingyue, but everyone else present except Qin Feng, when they saw Xuanyuan Feng stand up,All of them showed surprised expressions-how could it be him!

Even Han Qiusheng and Du Bangyan had some incredible expressions when they saw this scene.

Xuanyuan Feng came with Qin Feng. From the moment he entered the door, he held a sword in his arms, but no one thought it was for his own use, they all thought he helped Qin Feng get it.

When Qin Feng sat down, he stupidly wanted to sit down with him, but he stood up after Qin Feng said something.

Eating cakes also made people more convinced that he was a fool.

As for Xuanyuan Feng, he did not participate in any topic after entering the door just now.

As soon as he saw the table full of delicious food, he had no eyes for other people, and he threw himself on the table. No matter what others did, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Because Qin Feng said that his intelligence was only at the age of four, no one else took him seriously.

But now, Xuanyuan Feng was holding a chicken leg in one hand, and there were still a lot of food residues and oil stains on his face, and even on his clothes and sleeves, as if he was a four-year-old child who couldn't take care of himself.

But looking at his eyes again, those eyes that were always dull and dull, now slightly restrained their eyes, full of murderous intent.

He stood in front of Qin Feng with a sword in hand, with a posture of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to pass.

People couldn't help but wonder, if Du Qingyue attacked again, would he kill Du Qingyue directly?

And except for Du Qingyue himself, other people as bystanders saw how Xuanyuan Feng made the move most directly.

At the beginning, he saw Du Qingyue was not giving up, and he buried his head in the chicken leg while throwing out a chopstick in his hand, which was a warning.

But Du Qingyue was not giving up, and even rushed up to provoke.

Although he was still holding a chicken leg in his hand, he had already rushed out.

He stepped on the seat and was in front of Du Qingyue the next moment.

Every move was full of sharp and pure sword intent.

Others could clearly feel his power just by watching from the side!