Zongwu: Whether the martial arts world is in chaos or not, I, Qiao Feng, have the final say

Huang Rong opened her mouth to ask Qiao Feng to stay, but Qiao Feng had already disappeared.

"Don't worry, with Master Qiao's current strength, it will be hard to find a master in the martial arts world who can put him in danger."

Lian Xing comforted.

Then, she took Huang Rong and Xiao Zhao to the shore.

She was the calmest person. If they followed, they would only be a burden if they really met a top master.

Qiao Feng left the others and quickly rushed over there.

Since the Qinglong Society was causing trouble here, he certainly couldn't pretend that he didn't see it, and it was right to cause them some trouble.

In just a moment, Qiao Feng had crossed half of the Spirit Snake Island and arrived at the other side of the Spirit Snake Island mentioned by Dai Qisi.

On the way, Qiao Feng also found their traces.

The other party had no cover, so Qiao Feng quickly locked the target.

"Is this caused by an earthquake?"

Qiao Feng frowned and looked at the dark rift not far away.

The strange thing is that this rift seems to be bottomless, but it does not attract the sea water around the island, as if there is a barrier on the edge of the island.

This magical scene made Qiao Feng even more curious.

There are many caves with human figures on the edge of the rift.

Qiao Feng approached quietly, and his expression suddenly froze.

I saw that those people directly pierced some unconscious martial artists with long iron nails and nailed them to the inner wall of the rift, and then let the other party's wounds bleed and continue to gather in the rift.

The rest of the awakened ones were also thrown directly into the dark rift, and faint screams were heard.

Qiao Feng glanced at the edge of the rift and found that he had underestimated the appeal of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The two or three hundred people he had just seen were only a small part.

From the current point of view, there are already nearly a thousand people here.

And outside the island, there are countless martial artists pouring in here.

Qiao Feng observed for a while.

This scene is indeed a bit creepy.

Although the Qinglong Society is overbearing and tyrannical, with a bit of evil, it is not an openly evil cult organization that practices martial arts with human blood.

Why would such a cult behavior happen to them?

Seeing martial artists being brought in from all directions of the Spirit Snake Island, Qiao Feng was silent for a few breaths, and immediately stood up and used Qinggong to leap over.

""Stop it."

Qiao Feng shouted, and at the same time, he struck several members of the Azure Dragon Society who were about to push others into the rift valley, severely injuring them, making them lose their fighting power.

His appearance caused a commotion at the scene, but soon, masters surrounded them.

""Master Qiao, you are meddling in too many things."

A cold and hard voice came.

The other party was wearing a mask, but judging from his aura, he was a master at the peak of the Grandmaster level.

Qiao Feng's heart sank slightly. The sharp aura emanating from this man showed that he was a top swordsman.

He had met Ximen Chuixue and Xie Xiaofeng, and had even fought with Yan Shisan. He knew the horror of this swordsman in front of him.

His swordsmanship might have surpassed Ximen Chuixue and Xie Xiaofeng at present. It was even better than Yan Shisan who was using his full strength to perform the fourteenth sword.

"I don't know when the Qinglong Society had such a rule of slaughtering its own people and practicing evil skills with their flesh and blood."

Qiao Feng said lightly.

The Qinglong Society at Baiyujing was just domineering and powerful.

The Qinglong Society at this time was obviously not normal.

The tall and thin swordsman on the opposite side moved his body slightly and said:"Since you know about the Qinglong Society, then I will give you a choice.

"First, join the Qinglong Society, and you will know the ins and outs. The so-called martial arts supreme is just a joke.

"Second, your life will be left here. Since I came back to the martial arts world, the sword in my hand has never drunk the blood of a peak Grandmaster. You are the first."

The other party said it very naturally, as if when he drew his sword, even a peak Grandmaster would still become a dead soul under the sword.

With a clang, the long sword came out of the sheath.

"It seems that you have already made a choice."

When the other party saw that Qiao Feng did not reply, he already grasped the long sword at his waist, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng narrowed his eyes.

The other party actually held the sword with his left hand.

There are not many left-handed swordsmen, and even fewer left-handed swordsmen among the top swordsmen.

"Who are you? Why are you working for the Azure Dragon Society?"

Qiao Feng asked

"You don't need to know my identity, but I will make you understand clearly about the Azure Dragon Society. The Azure Dragon Society can let me see the world of swordsmanship at a higher level. We are gathered together for our own future, not to risk our lives."

Qiao Feng's doubts deepened.

What the hell?

Can't you explain it more clearly?

But the other party had already launched an attack after he finished speaking.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, like starlight blooming in the night sky, leaving Qiao Feng no way to avoid it.

Immediately, Qiao Feng raised his palm and made three consecutive palms, using his powerful internal force to disperse the opponent's sword energy.

""What a skill!"

The swordsman on the opposite side praised, and then several more sword lights, wrapped in the sword in his hand, attacked Qiao Feng.

The sword lights blocked Qiao Feng's vital points, and it was obvious that he had no intention of holding back.

Qiao Feng immediately shouted, raised his palm and used his power. A dragon roar sounded, and a golden dragon flew out of his palm, carrying unparalleled power, and forcibly knocked the opponent away.

"Forget about this little trick."

Qiao Feng said indifferently.

The opponent's swordsmanship has many changes, but it is mixed with fierce murderous intent.

However, after seeing Yan Shisan's fourteenth sword, Qiao Feng's response is quite simple.

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng immediately formed a sword finger with his hand and used finger force.

The opponent was mocked by Qiao Feng, but he was not angry at all, but attacked with another sword.

This time, unlike the previous one, it was erratic and aimed directly at the face.

Qiao Feng's eyes condensed, and his finger force was exerted. A sense of destruction gathered at the fingertips, and hit the sword body with an extremely mysterious move.

Ding...

The long sword broke into four or five pieces

"How can you use your finger power to perform sword moves?……"

The opponent cried out in surprise.

Qiao Feng chuckled and switched to palm attack.

Just now, he was just trying to imitate Yan Shisan's fourteenth sword, but he added the artistic conception of his own Dragon-Subduing Palm. Unexpectedly, the effect was so good.

The sword in the opponent's hand was not a magical weapon, so it could not withstand his full force and was destroyed.

However, the opponent drew out another sword with his backhand.

He had been carrying this sword behind his back, and Qiao Feng had expected it and was not surprised.

But this time, he used the sword in his right hand.

It turned out that he was not left-handed.

This sword was his real sword

""Jing Wuming?" Qiao Feng suddenly asked.

The opponent did not reply, and a series of sword lights attacked, leaving Qiao Feng with no choice but to take the blow.

Sword after sword, the sword force was fierce and strange, carrying murderous intent. Even if it did not hit, it still made Qiao Feng's arm full of tingling pain.

"It seems that I guessed right."

Qiao Feng opened his mouth, and his palm technique suddenly changed.

He put his palms together, and suddenly let out a long roar. A rumbling sound came from the air.

Jing Wuming was blown away.

A huge Dharma image appeared around Qiao Feng, vaguely attached to his body, and there was a raging wind around him.

The huge power gathered around Qiao Feng. Jing Wuming removed the power from his body, stood firm and stared at the scene in a daze.

At this moment, they were more than ten meters apart, but he felt that if he didn't use all his strength, he couldn't get close to Qiao Feng, so how could he kill Qiao Feng?

Qiao Feng suddenly raised his eyes.

"Jing Wuming, Qiao will give you a chance today. Either tell me the purpose of the Azure Dragon Society doing this, or die."

Qiao Feng bent his legs slightly, took a bow stance and began to use palm techniques. The surrounding wind rolled up sand and stones, roaring along with his movements.

This scene has stunned other people from the Azure Dragon Society.

Is this the power of a peak Grandmaster?

Qiao Feng was very satisfied with the power of this move.

If he wanted to kill Jing Wuming, he would use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with all his strength. If it was a little more troublesome, the Nineteenth Palm would end the battle with one palm.

But after a little contemplation, he decided to practice with Jing Wuming.

This is the first move of the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, the Wrath of the Wind God, to see if Jing Wuming, a master of the same level as himself, can withstand it.

The effect is obvious. He is no match at all.

"You won't understand."

Jing Wuming tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, gently closed his eyes, and a black light suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword.