"Qin Feng, is he still that Sword Slave Qin Feng?"
"How, how is this possible? How can a Sword Slave who has been beaten for three years be able to contend against Young Master Qin Ming's swordsmanship?"
"This is too unbelievable. I really can't imagine how Qin Feng obtained all of this!"
Just as everyone was in a daze and shocked by Qin Feng, Qin Feng's wooden sword trembled and made a shocking Jianming sound against the wind.
Jianming! A wooden sword could actually make such a loud Jianming sound.
Once again, everyone was shocked.
Qin Feng, who was fighting with Qin Ming, suddenly turned his body and the wooden sword in his hand moved quickly. With an imposing manner, it pierced towards Qin Ming.
Although Qin Feng was wearing the coarse clothes of a Sword Slave, and although he had been beaten for three years, at this moment, his spirit, Qi, and spirit were more imposing than anyone else present.
"Dang!" It was only one move.
Qin Feng's wooden sword broke the wooden sword in Qin Ming's hand. At this moment, Qin Feng flew up and his whole body was above Qin Ming. Another series of kicks landed on Qin Ming's chest and abdomen.
With a plop, Qin Ming's face was pale. He was knocked to the ground by Qin Feng. When he was about to get up, Qin Feng's wooden sword was at his throat.
Qin Feng stared coldly at Qin Ming and scolded, "Qin Ming, what's wrong? Didn't you say that you would let me have a hundred moves in three moves? Now I haven't even let you have a single move. How could a first grade Sword Master like you lose to a mere Sword Slave? "
Defeated by Qin Feng, Qin Ming's face was pale. His eyes were filled with panic as he said, "Qin Feng, aren't you a piece of trash that lost your Sword Soul? After being beaten by us for three years, how could you possibly defeat me? "
"Why not? I want you to be my Sword Slave. Anything is possible, what is impossible? "
After saying this, scenes of Qin Ming beating him up as a Sword Slave flashed before Qin Feng's eyes. Suddenly, the wooden sword moved to Qin Ming's shoulder and stabbed into Qin Ming's shoulder with a bang.
He then picked up Qin Ming from the ground and grabbed his sleeve with one hand while beating him violently with the other.
Witnessing this scene, everyone present was shocked, but no one dared to make a move.
With a bang, Qin Feng threw Qin Ming to the ground and stepped on his face with his right foot. With a cold expression, he angrily rebuked, "Qin Ming, don't look down on anyone. As long as you have the heart, everything is possible!"
After stepping on Qin Ming, Qin Feng bounced up and kicked Qin Ming like he was kicking a ball, sending Qin Ming flying.
With a bang, Qin Ming crashed into a tree. Leaves fell to the ground and bounced in front of Qin Feng.
Qin Ming, who was already riddled with scars, saw that Qin Feng still wasn't willing to stop. At this time, he actually knelt in front of Qin Feng and begged for mercy, "Qin Feng, I was blind and offended you. Please forgive me for the sake of us being descendants of the Qin family!"
"We're all descendants of the Qin family!" Qin Feng angrily rebuked, "It's been three years. You've beaten me for three years. At that time, why didn't you forgive me for the sake of us being descendants of the Qin family?"
With a roar, Qin Feng punched and kicked again. With a puff, Qin Ming was beaten until blood splashed everywhere.
"Qin Ming! Now it's my turn to ask you, Qin Feng! How does it feel to be a Sword Slave? "
In the face of Qin Feng's beating, Qin Ming, who was beaten until his flesh was torn and his limbs were in the air, shouted hoarsely to his cousins present for help. However, the ten cousins present stood still. Even if they saw Qin Ming, who was on his back, trying hard to turn over, they were still cowering and didn't dare to make a move.
In the swordsmanship field, in addition to the Sword Slave, there were the ten Qin family's swordsmanship disciples and their respective followers. Among them, Qin Ming was the oldest and had the highest swordsmanship cultivation.
Although they were young, with their swordsmanship cultivation, it was more than enough to deal with the Sword Slave who had no martial arts cultivation. Therefore, in the entire swordsmanship field, except for them and their respective followers, there was no other Qin family present.
With a bang, Qin Feng kicked Qin Ming's stomach. With a puff, Qin Ming vomited bile on the ground. His chin hit the hilt of the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground, and blood flowed out.
"Come on! Didn't you see your Brother Ming being beaten by me? Come on, hit me! "
Qin Feng took the initiative to walk towards the other disciples who were eager to move, and shouted loudly: "Do it! Don't you all want to fight for me, Qin Feng, to be a Sword Slave? Didn't you all say that it was fun to beat me? "
In fact, when Qin Feng walked up, he was really giving himself to them to beat. When Qin Ming's dantian had been hit, the ninety-nine cursed dragon veins on the Sunken Dragon Soul Sword had been dispersed and spread throughout the meridians in his body. In other words, from this moment on, it wasn't just the dantian that would help Qin Feng awaken his dragon veins. If they hit any part of his body, as long as they had enough strength, they would be able to awaken Qin Feng's dragon veins and greatly increase his cultivation.
Seeing the fear on their faces, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. He said, "That's right, I know why you all don't dare to attack. It's because you don't see the big turtle, right? Very well, very well, I'll show you the big turtle now! "
After saying that, Qin Feng walked in front of Qin Ming and snorted coldly. "Qin Ming, did you hear that? I told your cousins to attack me to avenge you, but they refused because they didn't see the big turtle. You know what to do now, right?"
"Qin Feng, you, you …"
Qin Ming knew the meaning behind Qin Feng's words. Qin Ming wanted him to be a cowardly tortoise. He was angered to the point where his eyes turned white and his body trembled.
"Qin Ming! Let me tell you, although the Qin family has a rule that forbids killing Sword Slaves two days before the Sword Test, there is no rule that forbids killing you two days before the Sword Test. I'm a Sword Slave anyway, and I'm going to die soon. It's good enough that I can drag you down with me before I die! "
After saying that, Qin Feng raised his right hand and grabbed at Qin Ming.
Seeing that Qin Feng was going to kill him, Qin Ming was so scared that his legs turned to jelly. His body leaned forward and was about to kneel on the ground when Qin Feng grabbed his collar.
"Qin Feng, I beg you, don't kill me, don't kill me!"
How could Qin Ming not believe that Qin Feng was going to kill him? If he was in Qin Feng's shoes, he would have killed him without hesitation even if he knew he was going to die anyway. Thinking of this, Qin Ming couldn't stop begging for mercy.
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