The First Villain In The Wilderness

Sensing the domineering and fiery sword intent from Yanfeng, Qin Feng said calmly, "My surname is Yan, do you really want to fight me?"

"Of course, do you dare?"

Yanfeng was surrounded by red sword lights, like an erupting volcano, full of domineering aura.

"Of course I dare, but if I win you, what should I do?"

"Hmph, you can't defeat me." Facing Qin Feng, Yan Feng had absolute confidence.

"Many things are not so absolute. What if you lose?" Qin Feng smiled harmlessly.

"Boy, if I lose, I will give you 100,000 High Grade spirit stones, otherwise, if I win, you will get out of the Jiange! How about it?" Yan Feng looked at Qin Feng provocatively.

"Hehe, you used one hundred thousand High Grade spirit stones to bet against my young pavilion master. Your skin is really thick."

Although 100,000 High Grade spirit stones are quite a lot, compared to the position of the young master of the Jiange Pavilion, it is obviously not at the same level.

So Qin Feng wanted to take this opportunity to take advantage of Yanfeng.

"You...then what do you think we should do?" Yan Feng gritted his teeth and said.

"Simple, if you really want to challenge this young pavilion master, you have to take out 300,000 High Grade spirit stones, otherwise, this young pavilion master is not interested." Qin Feng waved his hand and was about to leave.

"Three hundred thousand High Grade spirit stones, Qin Feng, why don't you go and grab them?" Yan Feng was furious. He had to collect one hundred thousand High Grade spirit stones to get them together. Three hundred thousand High Grade spirit stones, Even if you sell him, it's not enough!

This guy is too daring to open his mouth.

"If you don't have one, forget it. I still have important things to do, but I don't have time to talk to you." After Qin Feng finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Stop, brat! Isn't it just 300,000 High Grade spirit stones? I promise you it will be!"

Yan Feng's gaze turned cold. In his eyes, defeating Qin Feng is a breeze. As long as he can trick Qin Feng into the sword-discourse arena, no matter how many spirit stones he bets, he will not lose.

Qin Feng saw through his thoughts, and said: "Yanfeng, three hundred thousand spirit stones, you can't just say it with your mouth, you have to take it out."

"you……"

Yan Feng's face changed, he didn't expect Qin Feng to be so cunning.

But he didn't know that Qin Feng grew up on Evilman's Island since he was a child, and he had never seen anything before, so this kind of child's trick was simply child's play to Qin Feng.

"Three hundred thousand spirit stones, I paid for him."

Just when Yanfeng was feeling embarrassed, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked intently, and it was none other than Qi Xiaotian, the Chief Swordsman of Jiange.

"Brother Qi."

Seeing Qi Xiaotian, even Yanfeng became respectful, and called Senior Brother Qi respectfully.

Qin Feng's eyes flickered slightly, he could feel the aura in Qi Xiaotian's body, but it was much stronger than Yanfeng, this guy's strength was even on par with Brother Ximen.

"You are the Young Pavilion Master?" Qi Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight at Qin Feng, his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

"Yes, you are still not polite when you see this young pavilion master?" Qin Feng lifted his chin and looked at Qi Xiaotian with a smile.

Qi Xiaotian snorted coldly: "If you want to become the young pavilion master of Jiange, you must have extraordinary talent and strength, and you are not qualified to let me salute."

"Don't worry, sooner or later, I will let you take the initiative to bow your head." Qin Feng replied lightly.

"You are very conceited, but unfortunately, you don't have the capital to be conceited."

Qi Xiaotian looked at Qin Feng, his eyes became sharper, as if a pair of sharp swords were about to pierce Qin Feng's body.

"Hehe, you will know soon if there is any."

Qin Feng glanced at Yanfeng: "Tomorrow morning, we will compete in the sword arena, get your spirit stone ready."

Yan Feng clenched his fists: "Okay, tomorrow morning, I will let you know how powerful this successor is."

"Young master, we will wait and see."

Qin Feng moved under his feet, using the Ghost Shadow Step, and disappeared into the dense forest like a ghost.

"Arrogant guy, I'll make you look good tomorrow!" Yan Feng clenched his fists tightly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Yan, don't underestimate this person. He can defeat Yun Feiyang, which shows that his strength is extraordinary. Tomorrow's battle, you must go all out and don't take it lightly." Qi Xiaotian said lightly.

"Senior Brother Qi, don't worry, tomorrow I will be able to cut this little beast into two pieces with a single sword, and let the world know that there is no big deal with the ancient dragon body!" Yan Feng was full of confidence.

Qi Xiaotian's eyes flickered slightly, and he ordered to the Jiange disciples behind him: "Go and spread the news in a while, and try to let everyone in the Jiange know."

Yan Feng frowned and said, "Brother Qi, why did you do this?"

Qi Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Because I want to discredit the new Jiange Young Master."

Yanfeng's expression moved, and he gave a thumbs up: "Senior Brother Qi is a brilliant move. In this way, the people in Jiange can know that this guy is not that strong. In this way, even if we kill him, the Pavilion Master and others You shouldn't say anything either."

"That's up to you."

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely kill this kid tomorrow."

"I hope so. After this is done, I will give you the sword."

"Thank you, brother!"

Qi Xiaotian didn't say anything more, turned around and left, while Yanfeng clenched his fist, looked at the direction where Qin Feng disappeared, and said with a sinister smile, "Boy, although you have no grudge against me, but in order to get that sword , I can only sacrifice your life to heaven."

...

After half an hour.

Qin Feng leisurely came to Jiange Zangbao Pavilion.

This is an antique three-story attic. The eaves have just been raised, like a big bird fluttering its wings.

"This is the Treasure Pavilion."

Qin Feng took a deep breath, stepped into the gate of the Treasure Pavilion, and then appeared in a spacious lobby.

In the lobby, an old man with a gray beard sat at the head.

At this moment, the old man was closing his eyes tightly, resting and recuperating. He didn't open his eyes until Qin Feng walked up to him.

"Who are you?"

"Qin Feng, the new Jiange Shaoge Master." Qin Feng did not talk nonsense, and directly revealed his identity.

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but looked at Qin Feng in surprise: "Are you that ancient dragon body Qin Feng?"

"Exactly."

Qin Feng replied lightly.

The eyes of the sixtieth old man flickered slightly, he looked at Qin Feng's entire province carefully, and said leisurely, "I don't know what orders the young pavilion master has?"

Qin Feng said: "I want some cultivation resources, see if there are any Top Grade spiritual herbs!"

The sixtieth old man rubbed his chin: "I'm afraid it's hard to find this one, and even if it was found, it would have been exchanged by other disciples. Most of the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion are some refining materials and elixirs."