The moment the Three True Fire appeared, the Profound Dragon Sword emitted three red flames that enveloped the man in black.
The man in black was shocked, his expression lost all color.
He couldn't imagine that Zhui Ming in front of him would have such a high level of cultivation.
Hidden, he hid his cultivation on the examination platform.
With his current skills, he had the ability to defeat Ying Tian Mo in one move.
But he fought with Ying Tian Mo for more than ten moves and pretended that it was a draw.
And there was Feng Yan, who couldn't even take half a move from him, yet he fought three moves and even created the illusion that he won by luck.
The examination for the ten spots in the Imperial Sword School.
If it was anyone else, who wouldn't want to stand out and fight for fame and fortune?
They would show what they've learned and pretend to be an expert.
But, he didn't do that.
Who was he, why did he wear a mask, why did he hide his cultivation?
The man in black was none other than the examination elder of the Imperial Sword School, Liu Jie.
In order to fill his pockets, he didn't hesitate to kill Qin Feng to silence him.
But during the killing, he was shocked by Qin Feng's cultivation and treated him like a celestial being.
He originally thought that with his own strength, he could kill him in one move.
But the truth wasn't like that.
When he took on Qin Feng's Three True Fire, he felt an unprecedented pressure and suffocation.
"You, you're not from the Southern Tribe, Zhui Ming, who are you!"
He knows I'm from the Southern Tribe, Zhui Ming.
He must be the one who saw me on the examination platform.
Qin Feng's eyes focused, the scene on the examination platform flashed before his eyes.
After eliminating the possibility, Qin Feng exclaimed in his heart, it's him!
The Imperial Sword School's elder, Liu Jie.
Other than him, it could be said that no one on the examination platform could take one move from him.
Even if there were people who didn't make a move, because he had fought with the most famous and powerful Ying Tian Mo.
Ying Tian Mo couldn't even take one move from him.
Apart from that, there was only one person who had exchanged blows with him and knew that he was the Southern Tribe's Zhui Ming, and that was Elder Liu Jie.
"Who am I! And who are you! "
The torrential storm continued. Qin Feng's eyes were filled with vigor as he stared at the man in black.
The black-clothed man's eyes were cold and emotionless. Just like how Qin Feng stared at him, he stared at Qin Feng.
Suddenly, his lips moved slightly, but his words were clear and bright in the storm.
"No matter who you are, you will die today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clothed man charged through the storm with his sword in hand. The rainwater beneath his feet splashed in all directions. With a loud boom, the sword Qi from his sword pierced through the mist, heading straight for Qin Feng.
Domineering, vicious, exquisite.
This was Qin Feng's summary of the sword technique that the black-clothed man had just displayed.
"Netherworld Sword Rain!"
"Three-faced True Fire!"
"Rise!"
Qin Feng's eyes narrowed as he thought to himself.
The Profound Dragon Sword was like a torch burning in the rain.
The Sword Qi, which carried an underworld killing intent, melted the torrential rain falling from above and turned it into a sword rain infused with Sword Qi, carrying the flame power of the Three-Faced True Flame.
Netherworld Qi, Killing Intent, Sword Intent.
True Fire Intent, Burning Intent, Sword Intent!
"Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword struck out!
Forming Intent, quickly rising and gathering.
The momentum of the sword was a sure-kill momentum!
A clear clang rang out.
The black-clothed man's sword fell in the rain and with a whoosh, it fell into the yellow mud.
With a plop, the black-clothed man's body flipped over and fell into the storm, causing yellow mud to splash everywhere.
"It really is you! Liu Jie! "
The tip of Qin Feng's Profound Dragon Sword had already lifted the black cloth on the black-clothed man's face, revealing his true appearance.
Liu Jie's face was filled with fear, not only because he had lost to Qin Feng's sword, but also because he was worried that Qin Feng would take his life.
Previously, he had said two sentences to Qin Feng.
Every word was meant to kill him.
"Zhui Ming! You, you dare to kill me! "
Looking at Liu Jie who had revealed his true appearance, hearing him say whether he dared or not.
A murderous intent flashed across Qin Feng's eyes, "Why wouldn't I dare to kill someone who said he wanted to kill me?"
"Zhui Ming, don't, don't forget, I am an elder of the Imperial Sword School. You, if you kill me, the people of the Imperial Sword School will definitely not let you off!"
"Is that so!"
Qin Feng snorted coldly, a murderous intent flashed between his brows, "Don't tell me you think that only the elders of the Imperial Sword School have the right to kill!"
"You listen to me!"
"Anyone who wants to kill me, Zhui Ming, I, Zhui Ming, don't care who they are!"
"Kill, No, Mercy!"
With that, Qin Feng did not unsheathe the Profound Dragon Sword, but returned it to its sheath.
With a plop, when Qin Feng wielded the Profound Dragon Sword, Liu Jie knelt in the muddy puddle in front of him.
Qin Feng's murderous intent, indifference, and unscrupulous aura made him not dare to act tough anymore.
Liu Jie had completely lost. His swordsmanship, and even his dignity as a human had been lost.
All that was left was to kowtow to Qin Feng and beg for mercy.
"Zhui Ming, Zhui Ming, please spare me, let me live!"
"As long as you don't kill me, I promise to let you enter the Imperial Sword School, or even the palace!"
"That's true, I will definitely send you to the Dynasty Martial Competition!"
Facing Liu Jie who had completely admitted defeat, Qin Feng sneered, "Enter the Imperial Sword School, enter the palace, and participate in the Dynasty Martial Competition!"
"Liu Jie, you listen to me. As long as I, Zhui Ming, nod my head, all of these can be easily accomplished!"
"It's unnecessary for someone like you to live in this world!"
"Listen, this is what you just said to me!"
"Now, I'll return it to you!"
"I only want you to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng grabbed Liu Jie's long sword from the muddy water. Kacha! The long sword slashed across Liu Jie's throat, slicing it open.
As Liu Jie begged for mercy, blood spurted out from his throat, and he fell into the curtain of rain that was still under the storm.
In an instant, the yellow muddy water turned bright red, stained by Liu Jie's blood.
After killing Liu Jie with one slash, Qin Feng threw away Liu Jie's sword, turned around, and ran through the storm toward the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa.
In the storm of the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa, the sound of swords, shouts, and fighting could be heard everywhere.
Not only were they not drowned, but they were also getting stronger.
The square of the mountain villa was already covered in rivers of blood. It was hard to tell the difference between rain and blood.
Just like the Star Luna Sect, corpses were everywhere.
Ruo Bing did go to the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa. She didn't go there on her own initiative, but her sister Lei Yin wrote a letter, asking her disciples to pick her up at the inn.
"Senior Brother! What's that sound! It sounds like a fight! "
Under the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa, two people were riding on big horses, and behind them were two middle-aged men carrying a blue-roofed sedan chair.
Looking at the people of the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa in shock, one of them was riding a white Qianli Xue, wearing a brown straw raincoat.
He was ordered by Lei Yin to go to the imperial city to pick up Ruo Bing's disciple, Meng Qiu.
Riding alongside him on the big black horse was his Senior Martial Brother Wu Chen.
The person sitting in the sedan chair was none other than Ruo Bing.
"Junior Brother! Oh no, something happened to the mountain villa! Let's go back! "
"Carry Miss Ruo Bing back to the imperial city immediately!"
Meng Qiu ordered nervously.
"Senior Brothers, what happened?"
In the sedan chair, Ruo Bing opened the door and asked in surprise.
"Miss Ruo Bing, something happened to the mountain villa. We have to go back to help. The mountain villa is too dangerous. Miss Ruo Bing, go back to the imperial city first. We'll pick you up another day!"
"Junior Brother! Let's go! "
As soon as Meng Qiu finished his words, he waved his whip and rode into the storm with his Junior Brother, rushing towards the mountain villa.
"Wait! We won't go. Follow them to the mountain villa! "
Ruo Bing didn't hesitate at all. She felt that she couldn't just leave like this.
Since they were friends, how could she ignore them when they were in trouble?
This was what she learned from Qin Feng, the camaraderie between friends.
"Miss, where is the mountain villa? Are they killing people? We … "
Seeing the hesitation of the two sedan chair bearers, Ruo Bing took out a bag of silver coins that Qin Feng left for her and said, "Let's go! Bring me to the mountain villa, and all the money is yours! "
Birds die for food, and men die for wealth!
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