"Is Zhui Ming crazy? How dare he speak to Song Fei like that! "
The onlookers couldn't believe that Zhui Ming actually dared to speak to the Ghastly Yama in such a manner. Among all the people present, even the entire Imperial City's Sword Sect, no one had ever dared to say no to the Ghastly Yama Song Fei. However, not only did Zhui Ming say no, he also ignored him and even said that Zhu Ming should be killed.
Who was Zhu Ming? He was Song Fei's best friend, junior brother, and even cousin.
Would Song Fei let Zhui Ming go so easily?
Absolutely not!
Not only would he not let Zhui Ming go, he would definitely kill him to avenge Zhu Ming.
An aura of death suddenly permeated the scene and solidified.
Everyone present felt a deep sense of suffocation.
The group of people who came to the Cultivation Tower before Song Fei and shouted at Qin Feng, after hearing Qin Feng say that Song Fei should be killed, not only did they not dare to say a word, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
They could already feel the murderous aura from Song Fei and were afraid that if they were careless, they would anger Song Fei and bring disaster upon themselves.
Although they all knew that the Imperial Sword School had its own rules to cultivate in the Cultivation Tower, they were allowed to fight for the training room based on their own ability and were not allowed to kill. However, this so-called rule was only for the weak.
For an expert like Song Fei, the focus of the Imperial Sword School's training and protection, the rules were equivalent to a blank piece of paper, meaningless.
A month ago, Song Fei had killed someone in the Cultivation Tower. In the end, the person killed by Song Fei was added with the crime of disobeying the sect.
Song Fei, who killed the person, was even rewarded and praised.
This was this era, the era where the strong reigned supreme.
When the strong were angered, blood flowed like a river.
Without strength, one was not an expert. They were destined to be the lowliest ants, without anything.
"He should be killed! How can he be killed! "
Song Fei only said a few simple words, but his domineering aura was revealed.
"Fighting for the training room and secretly injuring others, a despicable person deserves to die a hundred times, or even a thousand times!"
In the entire scene, only Qin Feng dared to argue with Song Fei without any scruples.
"Is that so?" As soon as the name 'Song Fei' came out of his mouth, a sinister killing intent flashed across his eyes. With a clang, he unsheathed his sword and shouted coldly, "I want you to know what it means to be strong!"
"I also want you to know that the words you just said will be the last words you will ever say in your life!"
"Die!"
Song Fei shouted coldly. Killing intent filled the air as he used the Song of the Great Earth to attack Qin Feng.
It was no wonder that he was the target of nurturing in the Imperial Sword School. To protect the animals, the Song of Flying Earth was not only an extraordinary sword technique, but the sword force was also surging and exquisite.
Song Lin, who had been defeated by Qin Feng, and Zhu Ming, who had been killed, could not be mentioned in the same breath as Song Fei in terms of swordsmanship or sword momentum. The difference was like heaven and earth.
"Song of the Great Earth! Senior Brother Song succeeded! "
When the crowd saw Song of the Great Earth Soaring Song, they all looked at Song Fei with respect and admiration.
The so-called Song of the Great Earth Soaring Song was a god-tier sword technique of the Imperial Sword School. Only sword cultivators whose sword cultivation had reached the fourth grade or above could cultivate it.
In other words, Song Fei's sword cultivation had advanced to the fourth grade of Sword God.
Among the thousands of disciples of the Imperial Sword School, Song Fei was the only fourth-grade Sword God.
The body of Song Fei's longsword kept changing in his hand, like a flying sword emerging from the earth.
The sword aura that was constantly spreading turned into sword momentum and kept rising.
The powerful sword momentum caused the wind and clouds to change, and the wind roared.
Pieces of dust were swept into the air. Everyone narrowed their eyes, afraid that the dust would cover their eyes.
"Nine Heavens Thousand Waves!" Qin Feng swung his sword, sword aura filled the air, and the sword momentum condensed and rose.
In the blink of an eye, the scene of Qin Feng using the Nine Heavens Thousand Waves appeared in front of everyone.
"Sword momentum! You don't deserve to be called sword momentum! "
Song Fei, who saw Qin Feng using the Nine Heavens Thousand Waves, simply disdained it and rushed over with his sword. He looked like a ghost, murderous and gloomy.
"Stop!"
Just as Qin Feng and Song Fei were about to unleash their respective sword moves, an angry roar rang out from behind them.
"It's the Young Patriarch!"
"It's really the Young Patriarch!"
The crowd was the first to turn around and saw the person running toward the Cultivation Tower. It was the Young Master of the Imperial Sword School, Qin Feng's sworn brother, Jiang Cheng.
In a breath's time, Jiang Cheng had already arrived in front of everyone.
When he saw that Qin Feng and Song Fei were about to use their respective sword momentum, he angrily shouted again: "Stop!"
Although Song Fei's father was the Great Elder of the Kenzō, and he was the focus of the Kenzō's training, but Jiang Cheng was, after all, the Young Patriarch of the Kenzō, and the current Crown Prince.
Even if he was unwilling, he could only keep it in his heart, and he couldn't go against Jiang Cheng's will.
He withdrew his sword momentum and put down the long sword in his hand.
Seeing this, Qin Feng also withdrew his sword momentum and put away his long sword.
"Song Fei, take your people and leave!" Jiang Cheng's face was dignified, his whole body showed the momentum of a Patriarch.
"Reporting to Young Patriarch, he killed my cousin!" Song Fei was unwilling to let go of Qin Feng like this, pointing to the dead Zhu Ming on the ground.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the dead Zhu Ming on the ground, then looked at Qin Feng and said: "Alright, you take your people and go back, this Lord will naturally investigate this matter and give you justice!"
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Song Fei turned around with his people and reluctantly left the Cultivation Tower.
"All of you, also disperse, do what you need to do, do what you need to do!" Seeing that Song Fei had left, Jiang Cheng loudly shouted at the crowd.
In the blink of an eye, the crowd of onlookers left the Cultivation Tower.
When there was only Qin Feng left, Jiang Cheng said: "Zhui Ming, in the end, what is going on, how could you kill Zhu Ming and fight with Song Fei!"
Qin Feng's expression was calm as he said: "Reporting to Young Lord, the matter is like this …"
Jiang Cheng listened carefully to everything Qin Feng said and silently nodded.
"Young Lord, they are hegemons, their eyes are empty and they bully others, I, Zhui Ming, will absolutely not sit idly by!"
Hearing Qin Feng's passionate words, Jiang Cheng nodded repeatedly and said: "Zhui Ming, when I saw your eyes and heard your tone, it was as if I saw a brother of mine!"
"Brother! Young Lord, where is your brother! "Qin Feng said.
Jiang Cheng silently shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about the past. Right, Zhui Ming, I appreciate your character of not being afraid of power, and even more so, your swordsmanship. Can you help this Young Lord with one thing?"
From Jiang Cheng's endless emotions, Qin Feng could feel the latter's affection for him. At this time, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Young Lord, please speak. As long as Zhui Ming can do it, I will definitely die a thousand times!"
Jiang Cheng nodded and said: "Zhui Ming, in the tournament tomorrow, you must defeat one person!"
"Defeat one person!" Qin Feng was puzzled. There were over a hundred people participating in the tournament, but Jiang Cheng wanted him to defeat one person.
"Young Lord, who is it!"
Jiang Cheng looked around and did not see anyone else. At this time, he said: "This person, is Song Fei!"
"It's him!" Qin Feng exclaimed. He could not understand why Jiang Cheng wanted him to defeat Song Fei. Song Fei was the focus of the Imperial Sword School's training, and also the Great Elder's son!
According to normal logic, Jiang Cheng should be proud to have someone like Song Fei, so why did he have to defeat him?
Jiang Cheng nodded silently and did not say the reason.
"Good! Young Lord, Zhui Ming promises you that no matter what, I will defeat him tomorrow! "
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