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Chapter 187

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"Qin Feng, the Patriarch of Swords Sect, is it? Pfft! You think you're worthy? "

The green-clothed swordsman's face was full of disdain. He bellowed angrily and was about to pull out the long sword hanging from his waist and charge towards Qin Feng.

There was a loud bang!

Everyone present had no idea what was going on.

They could only hear Qin Feng bellowing angrily, "You dare to harm the people of Swords Sect, kill without mercy!"

After that, a streak of white light flashed in front of the green-clothed swordsman who was about to pull out his sword. A streak of light from the sword struck the back of the green-clothed swordsman's hands.

"Bang!"

Before the crowd could react, Qin Feng had already retreated to his original position. With a clang, the Sinking Dragon Sword returned to its scabbard. He glared angrily outside the main hall and bellowed, "Despicable and arrogant person, you dare to draw your sword in the main hall of Swords Sect! Unworthy! "

Just as Qin Feng bellowed, the green-clothed swordsman who had just walked in front of him with an arrogant aura was already sent flying out of the main hall. He fell on the empty ground outside the main hall with a thud, his face pale and unable to move.

When Qing Fengzi and the other green-clothed swordsman, who had a face full of disdain and pride, saw this scene, they were shocked for a moment before their faces were filled with anger.

As for the crowd of Swords Sect disciples who were surrounding the main hall, their eyes were full of vigor and their expressions were excited. When they saw Qin Feng send the green-clothed swordsman flying out with a single move, they felt their blood boiling.

"Qin Feng! How dare you hurt my Junior Brother! "

Just as the Swords Sect disciples were thinking that Qin Feng had avenged the Swords Sect, a green-clothed swordsman bellowed angrily and dashed towards Qin Feng. He was aggressive and prepared to draw his sword with both hands to seek revenge on Qin Feng.

But just as he was about to fly in front of Qin Feng and draw his sword …

With a boom, Qin Feng leapt into the air. At the same time, he unsheathed the Sinking Dragon Sword once again with a Jianming sound. The instant he unsheathed the Sinking Dragon Sword, he saw a flash of lightning in the dark night. A Sword Qi slashed down from the hands of the green-clothed swordsman who was about to unsheathe his sword.

Dang!

The green-clothed swordsman had only managed to pull out the sword hilt when he was struck by Qin Feng's Deep Dragon Sword's Sword Qi. His sword fell back into its scabbard and his hands were trembling non-stop.

At this moment, Qin Feng shouted angrily, "I've said it before. Despicable people like you are not qualified to use swords in my Swords Sect's main hall!"

At the same time Qin Feng roared in anger, he flew up with a bang, raised both his legs, and with a peng sound! He kicked the green-robed swordsman's left cheek, whose hands were trembling as he tried to draw his sword.

"Bang!"

Another green-clothed swordsman was sent flying out of the main hall by Qin Feng's kick. He landed on the ground with a thud and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qing Fengzi and the remaining eight green-clothed swordsmen glared fiercely at Qin Feng when they saw him defeat one of their disciples with just one move.

Qing Fengzi's face was filled with anger. He carefully recalled the scene where Qin Feng had defeated two of his disciples. Although he did not see what swordsmanship Qin Feng had used, he saw one thing. His two disciples had been defeated in one move before they could even draw their swords.

Thinking of this, Qing Fengzi's face was filled with malice. He shouted coldly, "I didn't expect the dignified Swords Sect to use such despicable means! Qin Feng, do you dare to wait for my disciples to draw their swords and have a duel with you?! "

Hearing Qing Fengzi's words, Qin Feng sneered and said, "Qing Fengzi, weren't you so majestic and unstoppable just now? Didn't you say that our Swords Sect is just a useless Kenzō? "

"What! As a swordsman, do you need your opponent to ask you to draw your sword in a duel? "

Qing Fengzi was so angered by Qin Feng's words that his eyes turned white. The eight green-robed swordsmen behind him glared at Qin Feng ferociously.

Looking at their angry and disdainful faces, Qin Feng's expression did not change. He looked at the portrait of the founding ancestor of the Swords Sect hanging in the hall and rebuked Qing Fengzi angrily, "Qing Fengzi, your puny Swords Sect will not tolerate your impudence in front of the founding ancestor of the Swords Sect. You have no right to draw your swords in front of the founding ancestor of the Swords Sect!"

"If you want to draw your swords and have a duel with me, Qin Feng, get out of the hall of the Swords Sect. I, Qin Feng, will give you the chance to draw your swords! Otherwise, no matter who you are, don't even think of profaning the dignity of the founding ancestor of the Swords Sect in front of me, Qin Feng. "

Hearing Qin Feng's rebuke, the furious Qing Fengzi's eyes flashed with a cold light. He shouted angrily, "Qin Feng, the Swords Sect has given you some respect, and you want to start a dye factory?"

"Hmph!"

Qing Fengzi snorted coldly again and rebuked, "You can't draw your swords? I will draw my swords for you to see, let's see what you can do to me! "

Just as Qing Fengzi's voice fell, his face was filled with indescribable anger. He stretched his hands to his waist and started to draw his sword.

Qin Feng, who was full of vigor, saw that he was about to draw his sword, and his eyes lit up. Clang!

In the blink of an eye, the Sinking Dragon Sword was already out of its scabbard. When he placed the tip of the sword on the ground, his body spread out. Boom! Soaring up, the Sinking Dragon Sword made a whooshing sound!

A Jianming sound reverberated through the entire Swords Sect's hall. The Sinking Dragon Sword was like a bolt of lightning in the night. With a bang, the tip of the sword pressed against Qing Fengzi's scabbard.

At this moment, Qing Fengzi, who was holding the long sword at his waist tightly, was suddenly shocked. When he wanted to resist, he felt that it was strenuous to rely on his own strength.

Clang!

Facing the Sinking Dragon Sword that was pressed against the scabbard by Qin Feng, Qing Fengzi had no choice but to release his hands. The sword that he had just pulled out from the hilt fell back into the scabbard.

Seeing this, Qing Fengzi still refused to give up. With a furious expression, he shouted coldly at Qin Feng, "Qin Feng! I will grant you your wish. Let's have a showdown at the swordplay field outside! "

After he finished speaking, Qing Fengzi's imposing manner weakened. He led the remaining eight green-robed swordsmen out of the hall and went to the swordplay field outside.

In the hall, Leng Tianmo and the Swords Sect disciples who were surrounding the door saw the scene of Qin Feng forcing Qing Fengzi and the others away. Their faces were filled with excitement.

After seeing that Qing Fengzi and the others had left the hall, Qin Feng knelt down in front of the portrait of the Founding Master in the Swords Sect's hall. Just as everyone saw him kneeling in front of the portrait of the Founding Master, Leng Tianmo and the disciples of the Swords Sect also knelt in the hall, facing the portrait of the Founding Master.

Qin Feng, who was kneeling in front of the portrait of the Founding Master, looked at the dignified portrait of the Founding Master with bright eyes and said in a powerful voice, "Founding Master, I, Qin Feng, the disciple of the Swords Sect, will do my best to bring glory to the Swords Sect. I will never allow anyone to blaspheme the dignity of the Founding Master and the dignity of the Swords Sect!"

Qin Feng's thunderous voice fell. He kowtowed three times to the Founding Master and stood up. With a stern expression, he led the disciples of the Swords Sect out of the hall and walked to the swordplay field in front of Qing Fengzi and the eight green-robed swordsmen.

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