The personal soldier of the beautiful president

"Xuanyuan Yu?"

Qin Feng suddenly realized that he was from the Xuanyuan family. No wonder these guys have such hatred for him?
Xuanyuan Yu was indeed killed by him.

Looking at it like this, Xuanyuan Yu's status in the Xuanyuan family is not low.

Qin Feng did not hide this matter, and he had nothing to hide, so he admitted frankly:

"That's right, I killed the man, but it has nothing to do with her. If you let her go, if you want revenge, just come at me."

Qin Feng didn't pay attention to these people at all, but Shu Qingyan was held hostage by these people, which made him be afraid.

Moreover, he didn't want Shu Qingyan to be involved.

"Okay, dare to act, you are a man, since you admit it, then, I will give you two ways, one, get caught without a fight, follow me back to Xuanyuan's house, and accept the punishment, if you choose the first one, maybe you can survive. "

Xuanyuan Zhengqing shouted loudly.

A pair of murderous eyes stared at Qin Feng.

He has no intention of letting go of Shu Qingyan, this is his bargaining chip, how could he let her go.

"Oh, then I will choose the third way."

Qin Feng raised his brows speechlessly. It's this old-fashioned routine again. There are two ways... I'll choose you, crazy.

"Fuck, little bastard, are you so crazy? Second uncle, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Just kill him and avenge Brother Yu."

Xuanyuan Zhengqing's face was extremely ugly from being choked.

A tall, handsome young man standing next to him drew out his long knife with a bang, pointed the tip of the knife at Qin Feng in the air, jumped out and shouted sharply.

The young man's eyes are long and narrow, and the distance between his eyebrows is narrow, which greatly reduces his handsome face, making one feel sinister and narrow-minded.

As the young man drew his saber out of its sheath, several subordinates behind him also drew out their long sabers one after another.

All of them stared at Qin Feng viciously with murderous intent in their eyes.

Just waiting for an order, they can immediately attack and tear each other into pieces!

When Qin Ruozhi and the others saw this, they couldn't help leaning closer to Qin Feng, staring at the Xuanyuan family members with cold eyes, their vigor was running, and the fighting spirit in their eyes was concentrated.

Although they don't know the grievances between Qin Feng and the Xuanyuan family, but now, they and Qin Feng have experienced life and death, and have gone through adversity together. How can they see Qin Feng being besieged?
"Xuanyuanhao, don't be impulsive."

Xuanyuan Zhengqing was also relieved at this moment. Although he wished to kill Qin Feng, the murderer, he was still relatively rational and calm, and suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

This Qin Feng was lucky enough to be spotted by Mr. Ghost Mian, and with the backing of Mr. Ghost Mian, he couldn't do anything to Qin Feng for the time being.

It's up to the owner to beat the dog.

Moreover, he also recognized Qin Ruozhi's identity at this time.

Just now his attention was on Qin Feng, he didn't pay attention to Qin Ruozhi and others behind him, he thought they were the other party's subordinates.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the chief disciple of Emei Tianzong. Judging from the situation, the relationship between them is quite good, but things seem to be getting more and more troublesome...

"Xuanyuanhao, you should die!"

Qin Feng's eyes were cold, like a tiger staring at its prey, staring at Xuanyuanhao opposite, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, the profound Yin Qi in his body surged in the meridians, and condensed into a cold sword energy .

The members of the Xuanyuan family dared not do anything.

However, Qin Feng has no scruples.

This Xuanyuanhao dared to insult the three most taboo words, he should be killed!

Bend a little.

An extremely cold Xuanyin sword energy burst out from his fingers.

The speed is extremely fast, and the killing intent is piercingly cold, and the void seems to be frozen when the sword energy passes by.

Xuanyuanhao felt this terrifying murderous aura, and couldn't help shivering all over his body. He couldn't even think of resistance, and he couldn't even dodge, his whole body was as stiff as a dead body.

At this time, he finally realized the strength and terror of the other party. To him, it was undoubtedly the difference between a giant elephant and an ant.

It's ridiculous that he just uttered insults and uttered nonsense, and he really wouldn't die if he didn't die.

The shadow of death enveloped him.

Under this cold killing intent, his heart almost stopped beating.

The arrogance on his face had long been replaced by panic and fear. He felt that his life was about to die, and his eyes showed ashes-like despair.

"Young man, do you think the deity doesn't exist?"

Just when the cold sword energy was about to tear Xuanyuanhao's body apart, the ghost face finally made a move.

Although he is using the Xuanyuan family, killing people in front of him is too ignorant of his existence.

With a flick of the fingers, a bit of cold light shot out, colliding with the Xuanyin sword energy, making a bang, like the sound of metal and iron colliding.

A violent and domineering air wave surged out.

With a crushing momentum.

Although Xuanyuanhao escaped the fatal catastrophe, he was sent flying several meters away by the wave of air, and the subordinates behind him rolled into a ball, crying and howling.

His subordinates were fine, with only minor injuries.

Xuanyuanhao was miserable.

The remaining prestige generated by the contest between two heavenly martial masters is not something he, a young practitioner who has not yet become a master, can bear.

Several sternums were broken by the air wave, and even the internal organs were severely shaken.

As soon as he was lifted up by his subordinates, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of black blood. His face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and his breath was extremely weak.

"You hide your head and show your tail, you didn't want to talk to you at first, but you insisted on intervening and meddling in other people's business. If that's the case, let me see what you are capable of."

At this moment, Qin Feng's murderous aura filled his chest.

Xuanyuanhao's words of 'little bastard' completely angered him.

Whoever dares to stop him from killing Xuanyuanhao is his sworn enemy!
"Sword come."

Qin Feng raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

Everyone around was stunned into silence by his loud shout.

Everyone looked at his right hand.

Everyone thought that there would be some great sword whizzing towards him and landed in his palm, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement around him.

Qin Feng raised his empty right hand, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, he turned his head and winked wildly at Qin Ruozhi who was in a daze.

"Ah? Oh..."

Qin Ruozhi finally came to her senses, wanted to laugh but felt that the occasion was wrong, so she quickly threw the sword in her hand forward.

The long sword landed accurately in Qin Feng's right hand.

"..."

Everyone looked at the long sword in Qin Feng's hand and was speechless.

If you want to borrow a sword, you can just borrow it, and pretend to call it a sword?I really thought there would be a big sword flying over.

A few female disciples of Emei Tianzong couldn't control themselves and couldn't help laughing.

"Cough cough..."

Qin Feng coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, then turned serious, pointed the tip of his sword at the ghost's face, and shouted imposingly, "Go away."

"Boy, you are courting death."

Ghost Mian hadn't opened his mouth yet, but behind him a man in a strange costume couldn't help but jumped out.

With one step, he arrived in front of Qin Feng, holding up a wooden stick entwined with vines in his hand, and smashed it down angrily.

It was so aggressive that the air seemed to be blown up by this blow.

"roll!"

Although the man's attack power was fierce, Qin Feng didn't pay attention to it. The long sword was horizontal in the air, firmly blocking the wooden staff. At the same time, he kicked the man's chest and abdomen.

There was a muffled bang, and the strangely dressed man groaned, his body bowed like a shrimp, and he flew back upside down.

Ghost Face stretched out his left hand, pressed on the back of the strangely dressed man, stepped back slightly to counteract the huge momentum.

The man in strange clothes bent his waist and knelt on the ground with one knee, grinning his teeth, with a painful expression. Qin Feng's kick was so heavy that he felt like his intestines seemed to be broken.

So powerful.

The subordinates behind Ghost Face, seeing that this strangely dressed man was given a quick blow by the opponent, all of them couldn't help showing a hint of fear and astonishment.

This strangely dressed man is a top expert among these few people, but he can't make a move under the opponent's hands. Even their master, Ghost Face, has to pay a little price to deal with the strangely dressed man so cleanly.

Tsk tsk... No wonder their master is able to take a fancy to this kid, he really has some real skills...