The Dragon from Hell

"That's good?" Feng Xin raised his eyebrows, seemingly not reacting to Qin Feng's words.

Qin Feng said: "Then you came at the right time today."

Feng Xin laughed when he heard this: "What, are you going to help this kid's family?"

He leisurely held his sword and stepped into the gate of the Lin family. He glanced at Lin Quansheng who was shaking with anger and sneered: "Are you kidding me, or are you kidding your own life?"

"Let me tell you this, most of the entire Qingfeng Town is the property of my Feng family. Without my Feng family here, they would starve to death."

"But this kid didn't know what was good for him at the beginning. He actually dared to refuse my Feng family's invitation and even said that he wanted to fight for ordinary people..."

"Hehe, but Smile! What do ordinary people need to fight for? Why, do you want to stand on top of my Nine Gates? "

Feng Xin walked up to Lin Quansheng with a mocking look on his face, looked him up and down, and even stretched out his hand to pull his clothes: "It's a pity that two years have passed, and I still can't fight for this breath. Ordinary people are ordinary people, and it's useless to fight."

"Don't say that I just took a little money from your parents. Even if I killed them in front of you...what can you do? Even you, don't I kill you whenever I want?"

Feng Xin's face was almost close to Lin Quansheng. Lin Quansheng had the opportunity to take action at any time, but unfortunately, he had no ability to do it at all.

Because when Feng Xin approached him, the powerful aura had already suffocated him.

He can still stand and face Feng Xin now, all for a breath.

Because he knew that at this moment, not only the elders and villagers outside were watching, but his parents were also watching behind him.

If he was overwhelmed by Feng Xin's momentum, then what he said and did at the beginning would have become a complete joke.

So he stared at Feng Xin and gritted his teeth and said, "My parents are human beings, not your Feng family's property. My spirit bones are in my own body, and I have never received any favor from your Feng family. Why do you treat my parents like this?"

"Why?" Feng Xin sneered, as if he had heard a joke: "Just because you are standing in front of me now, you dare not attack me, is that enough?"

His cold eyes swept across Lin Quansheng's face: "There is no way, who made you and your parents not have a good birth? If you are also a member of the Nine Gates, or if you are the pride of the sect, then now I will not only not touch your parents, but even respect you."

"It's a pity, you don't deserve it!"

As he said, a bit of fierceness appeared in his eyes, and as soon as his momentum rose, a hand pressed on his shoulder, forcibly suppressing his momentum.

This unexpected sense of suppression made Feng Xin very uncomfortable, and even a cold light suddenly appeared on his body for a moment.

As a cultivator, his sense of smell made him feel the danger. He drew his sword and stabbed the person behind him subconsciously.

A cold light flashed, and there was a surging murderous aura in his eyes.

"Be careful!"

Gusu Li stood not far away and subconsciously wanted to attack, but was held down by Hui Ling next to him.

The latter stared at Qin Feng closely: "Let's see again."

Qin Feng retreated several steps at the moment Feng Xin attacked.

But his steps were not messy. Instead, he seemed to have expected it. His steps were light and he easily avoided Feng Xin's attack.

Feng Xin was stunned. He didn't expect the person in front of him to be Qin Feng, and he didn't expect Qin Feng to avoid his sword.

At first, he thought that such a strong murderous aura should be from Gusu Li or Hui Ling, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be forced to attack.

But he never expected that the person behind him was Qin Feng!

Feng Xin's eyes became colder, and the murderous intent on his body became stronger: "Looking for death!"

He shook the long sword in his hand, and the next moment the spiritual power surged, and the air in the space was shaken into waves.

The ordinary people headed by Zhang immediately scattered, fearing that the fight between the gods would affect them.

Qin Feng looked at Feng Xin calmly, and did not even intend to draw his sword: "I don't need my sword to deal with you."

After saying that, Qin Feng dodged Feng Xin's sword sideways, and before Feng Xin could react, Qin Feng suddenly heard a dragon roar.

Then Feng Xin felt a strong pressure coming towards him. He didn't even see how Qin Feng attacked, and he felt that someone punched him in the chest.

It was obviously just a fist, but he felt as if his chest was hit hard by a thousand-pound boulder. Caught off guard, he retreated behind him.

Originally wanted to counterattack directly after gaining a firm foothold, but Qin Feng didn't even wait for him to gain a firm foothold and stepped forward directly.While Feng Xin's body was still out of control, Qin Feng had already dodged behind him.

He raised his leg and kicked. Before the pain in Feng Xin's chest had subsided, another sharp pain came from his back.

This dull pain made Feng Xin spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of vermilion.

Qin Feng followed him expressionlessly, and before Feng Xin's body flew too far, he pressed his shoulder, and then without even thinking, he grabbed his arm and pulled it.

——Crack!

"Ugh!"

Feng Xin groaned, and he could feel that Qin Feng had broken his arm directly.

But he was worthy of being a cultivator, even so, the sword in his hand did not fall out of his hand.

The spirit bone lit up, and the spiritual power around him gathered quickly. After Qin Feng felt the spiritual power fluctuations on Feng Xin's body, the ground under his feet began to shake.

He subconsciously bounced away, and saw that the ground where he had just stood had cracked.

It's called a hole, but it's actually a huge crack. If Qin Feng hadn't avoided it in time, he would have fallen down.

"Earth?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, knowing the spiritual bone element of Feng Xin.

Gusu Li and Hui Ling were watching the battle on the side, and they didn't make a move.

Hui Ling stared at Qin Feng's figure, with a flash of surprise in her eyes: "It seems that Ming Canghai's spiritual energy has been restored, and it is definitely not accidental."

"Yes." Gusu Li knew what she was talking about, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "It seems that our special junior brother is much stronger than we thought."

"Who do you think will win?" Hui Ling asked.

"It's hard to say..." Gusu Li said calmly: "If it was just now, it would be Qin Feng's unilateral education of Feng Xin, but now... it's hard to say."

The reason is very simple: Feng Xin has used magic now.

Although Qin Feng also has spiritual power, he is a mortal without spiritual bones. Even if he has learned some magic, the power will be greatly reduced without spiritual bones.

It's a bit dangerous...