Chapter 912: Why use a sword to kill you!

Like thunder!

Qin Feng's loud voice, like the roar of thunder coming from thousands of feet high, penetrated the eardrums of everyone present and shocked everyone's soul.

Cheng Yue, the great elder of Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhao Xing, the third elder of Ghost King Valley.

These two people, even in the martial arts world, are well-known figures, highly respected and powerful.

And now, Qin Feng actually said such arrogant words to the two of them?

How arrogant is this?

How rampant is this?

Even Zhuo Buxia couldn't help but look at Qin Feng for a long time when he heard Qin Feng's words. He looked at Qin Feng with a dull face, his face was full of shock and worry.

Brother Qin Feng, you are showing off!

But when Cheng Yue and Zhao Xing came to their senses, they were furious and ashamed.

humiliation.

To them, this is a complete humiliation!

"Child Qin Feng, don't be too arrogant!"

Cheng Yue was so angry that he blushed, gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Feng: "In a life-and-death battle, why do you need me and Brother Zhao to join forces? I can kill you alone!"

The words fell.

Bang!

Cheng Yue stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and a loud cracking sound was heard on the ground. His thin figure also arrived at the field in the blink of an eye and stopped less than 20 meters away from Qin Feng.

At this time, there was a silver-white long sword in his hand.

Qin Feng glanced at Cheng Yue lightly, and the sarcasm on his lips became more intense: "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that it is just a waste in your hands."

"Crazy kid, don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Yue's face was gloomy and twisted, and he said fiercely: "Bring up the sword and fight!"

"Lift the sword?" Qin Feng lowered his head and glanced at Canglong Sword, then smiled and shook his head: "Why do I need to use a sword to kill you?"

hiss!

There was a sudden gasp in the crowd.

Qin Feng is too crazy!

Cheng Yue, on the other hand, felt heavy humiliation again, his old face alternated between blue and red. If he had not lived for most of his life and had a good mind, just a few words from Qin Feng would probably kill him.

Crazy kid, crazy kid!

"Kill my son and humiliate me, Qin Feng. I will cut you into pieces!"

Cheng Yue couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly. Immediately, there was no trace of ink left at all, and he swept towards Qin Feng with a sharp sword in his hand.

The strong wind suddenly rises, and the sword energy is threatening!

The strong sword energy enveloped Qin Feng almost instantly.

He was so determined to kill that others were shocked.

"What a strong sword energy!"

"Cheng Yue really deserves his reputation!"

"This kind of sword energy is not much inferior to the sword energy of the God of Swords. Qin Feng has been injured, and I am afraid it will be difficult for him to survive in Cheng Yue's hands."

"Qin Feng is dead."

"..."

Some people exclaimed, some screamed, and some closed their eyes in silence, as if they didn't want to see the bloody scene of Qin Feng being killed with a sword.

The people present today are all figures with some status in the martial arts world. How could they not see that Cheng Yue also knew that Qin Feng was not there, so he used his strongest killing move as soon as he took action?

Don't say that Qin Feng didn't have a sword in his hand. Even if he had a sword, he would probably have a narrow escape!

Only Qin Feng himself remained calm and calm, looking calmly at the figure of Cheng Yue sweeping towards him, with a hint of chill and ridicule in his dark eyes.

Qin Feng simply closed his eyes.

"Have you given up?"

When Cheng Yue saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer ferociously: "If you give up, you will die!"

In an instant, Cheng Yue had arrived in front of Qin Feng.

Get rid of the beauty and get the truth, and cut it off with a single sword without any fancy.

This sword almost used all Cheng Yue's strength. Even a master with the same strength as him would be killed by the sword on the spot if he was not careful.

Cheng Yue seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Qin Feng being cut in half by his sword.

But at this moment.

Qin Feng opened his eyes.

Not obtrusive, yet very abrupt.

The clouds are light and the wind is gentle, but the murderous aura is soaring into the sky.

Just this one look!

Cheng Yue's heart suddenly beat wildly and a chill ran down his spine, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast. He had no idea that there was no possibility of survival.

What's going on?

Before long, Cheng wanted to understand more.

bite!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yue felt a strong sense of frustration that he had never experienced before.

Looking closely, he discovered that his sword, which was said to be a sure-kill, had no murderous intent at this time. The tip of the sword was pinched between two fingers, as if it had suddenly lost all its sharpness and became completely useless.

Brilliant, lifeless.

No matter how hard Cheng Yue tried, the sword would still be even half a step lower!

"How...possible?"

Cheng Yue's pupils narrowed and turned pale with shock.

Also at this time.

Qin Feng's faint laughter reached his ears: "The Great Elder of Qingcheng Mountain, do you only have this much strength?"

Ridicule, this is definitely ridicule!

Cheng Yue was furious.

But he didn't wait for him to come to his senses.

Sonorous!

The crisp sound of gold and iron breaking resounded.

puff!

Cheng Yue's chest was directly penetrated, and he was bleeding profusely on the spot.

The world is quiet.

The screen stopped.

The eyes of everyone present, including Cheng Yue himself, were filled with infinite horror, and they looked at the sword dully.

The silver-white sword is still in Cheng Yue's hand.

I saw that the sword was already missing a corner.

The fractures are unevenly layered, as if they were traces of being broken by life...

"Why use a sword to kill you?"

The words Qin Feng said not long ago, at this moment, are like magic sounds, lingering in the minds of everyone present and lingering for a long time.

Why use a sword to kill you?

It’s really not necessary!

Cheng Yue lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the wound on his chest that was constantly spurting blood. His increasingly pale face was gradually filled with an unbelievable look.

It seems that I still can't believe that Cheng Yue, who lived a glorious life, died under his own sword in the end.

How big is the strength gap between himself and Qin Feng?

Cheng Yue couldn't understand anymore...
To be continued...