Invincible Scratch Lottery System

"Whoever takes this boy down and sends him to the Flame Clan will be the second elder of my Ice Spirit Clan!"

At this time, the deputy patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan stood up. His cultivation was at the second level of the lords, and he was a rare existence in the entire Ice Spirit Clan.

However, such strength was not in Qin Feng's eyes at all, but unfortunately the other party was still unaware of it.

"I'll do it."

At this time, a young strong man from the Ice Spirit Clan stood up without hesitation. His strength reached the eighth level of the Wuxiang Heaven, which was indeed extraordinary.

"Are you sure of me?"

Qin Feng's eyes were filled with contempt. He sent the two saints of the Ice Spirit Clan back, but it caused so many things. If he had known, he would not have come.

"Boy, how strong are you? Don't you know it?"

The strong man of the Ice Spirit Clan sneered. He had just returned from the back mountain and didn't take Qin Feng seriously at all.

In his opinion, the strength of Shenzhao Jiuchongtian is not much stronger than that of an ant.

Qin Feng heard this, and a cold arc appeared on his lips. This cultivator of the Bingling clan was probably a fool.

Not long ago, he killed the second elder of the Wuxiang Jiuchongtian of the Bingling clan with a sword. The other party, who was only at the Wuxiang Eighth Heaven, dared to show up in front of him. He was really overestimating himself.

"You probably don't know the fate of that old man just now."

Qin Feng's face was full of sneers. The young man in front of him was definitely a well-known existence in the Bingling clan, but compared with him, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"What happened just now?"

The cultivator of the Bingling clan was puzzled. He had just appeared from the back mountain and found that Bingling was running for the second elder.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it didn't prevent him from taking down the young man in front of him and becoming the second elder of the Bingling clan!

"Brother Bing Lei, this guy just killed the second elder with one sword!"

At this time, a young cultivator on the scene whispered to Bing Lei and explained to him the fate of the second elder before.

As the man's voice fell, the cultivator named Bing Lei was stunned for a moment. He stood in the middle of the field, his face pale.

The second elder of the Bingling clan was at the ninth level of the Wuxiang Heaven. Although there was only a gap of one realm, as the saying goes, one threshold is a mountain.

Just this small realm gap was enough to crush ten beings like him. Therefore, after hearing that the second elder was killed by Qin Feng with one sword, he trembled all over and almost collapsed to the ground.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why don't you talk?"

Qin Feng looked at Bing Lei in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curved up. For him, a cultivator of the eighth level of the Wuxiang Heaven was as easy as crushing an ant.

At this moment, cold sweat ran down Bing Lei's face, and he was trembling all over, feeling very embarrassed.

However, being embarrassed was secondary. More importantly, this meant that his life was in danger!

"I... poof!"

Suddenly, a shocking scene happened. The monk named Bing Lei's face suddenly turned red, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Then, his figure flew backwards, and he was in the air, with blood flowing wildly in his mouth, looking extremely miserable.

"Such a powerful momentum, I am not an opponent, and I was actually injured by the shock!"

The monk named Bing Lei collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up anyway.

Because of his appearance at this time, he looked extremely miserable, which shocked countless monks around him.

Such an exaggerated performance made everyone present gasp and be shocked to the extreme.

In the field, Qin Feng's face bloomed with a look of astonishment, and then he smiled knowingly. This monk named Bing Lei is really a performing artist.

The other party pretended to be as real as he really was. If he hadn't been the person involved, he would have almost been fooled.

Qin Feng hadn't made a move yet, but the other party vomited blood and flew out. This was a stopgap measure that the other party had to use after knowing that he had killed the second elder.

Although this would make him lose face in the Bingling clan, there is no doubt that by doing this, he would not have to fight Qin Feng and could save his life.

"Boy, you know what's good for you."

Qin Feng didn't try to tear him down. The other party took the initiative to surrender and set off his invincible strength, so he was happy to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Bing Lei saw that Qin Feng had no intention of pursuing him, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, collapsed on the ground, and quietly retreated.

He had decided that he would never be as impulsive as he was now when encountering things in the future.

"Who else?"

Qin Feng shouted, looking down at all the cultivators around him. Everything in the Bingling clan was just a farce to him. As for how this farce should proceed, he was too lazy to care.

Since the cultivators of the Bingling clan dared to provoke him, he would just push them to the end and solve all the troubles.

"It seems that I need to move my body."

The great elder of the Bingling clan saw that no cultivators in the clan dared to step forward, so he stood out and decided to take down Qin Feng. He thought that everything he did was for the sake of the Bingling clan.

"Young man, for the sake of my Binglei clan, I have to wrong you."

Although the great elder of the Bingling clan was old, he was very fast. As he stepped forward, a pair of big hands instantly reached out to Qin Feng.

"Why don't you stay at home at your age and get involved in these things?"

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly. He stretched out his finger and pointed forward. The top martial arts of the earth immortal, the Immortal King Heaven-suppressing Finger, burst out.

"Puff!"

The next moment, the great elder screamed. His arm was directly pierced by Qin Feng's Immortal King's Finger. Blood was flowing and the injury was extremely serious.

"Ah..."

The great elder of the Bingling clan could not hold it back. His face was pale and cold sweat instantly flowed down.

His strength was in the quasi-lord realm. With such strength, he couldn't even block Qin Feng's move. This made him tremble with fear and was completely stunned.

"Deputy clan leader, no, it should be clan leader, please ask the clan leader to take action and take down this hut!"

The great elder of the Bingling clan saw that he was no match for Qin Feng, so he hurriedly stepped back a few steps and came to the crowd.

As the great elder spoke, all the cultivators around him immediately bowed to the deputy clan leader of the Bingling clan and asked him to come out to preside over the situation.

At this moment, the deputy patriarch of the Bingling clan nodded with satisfaction. This was exactly what he wanted.

No one could take down Qin Feng, and he took action at the critical moment to solve the overall situation, which was enough to show his strength, and everything would come naturally.

The reputation of the great elder was very deep in the Bingling clan. If the other party could stand by his side and support him, then he, the deputy patriarch, could become the main patriarch, and it would be justified.