"Qin Feng!" Are you deaf!? Scram, scram back to your Sword Slave Prison immediately, don't be a dog blocking the way here! "
"To think that you were a Great Swordmaster of Cangzhou City three years ago! Don't you know that this Holy Sword Mountain is a place that only humans can go!? You are a trash Sword Slave who is inferior to even a dog, and you still want to go to the Holy Sword Mountain like a human! "
"Humph!" Human! Look at him, he was born to be a Sword Slave. If he wants to be a human, he might not even be able to do so in his next life!
"Facing the disdain and humiliation of the two disciples of the Jiang Family, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with anger. He had already clenched his fists, making cracking sounds.
"Oh!" You, a Sword Slave, still dare to glare at me? You're courting death! "
A short guard suddenly roared in anger. With a whoosh, he punched towards Qin Feng's face.
"You are a member of the Qin family. If I don't teach you how to be a Sword Slave, I, Jiang Lei, will personally teach you!"
"I'll teach you, a Sword Slave, other than being beaten, is still being beaten!"
"Is that so!?"
Qin Feng coldly shouted. A cold light flashed in front of his eyes as he coldly snorted, "I don't know how to take a beating. You should teach me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, with a whoosh, Qin Feng clenched his fist. Like a gust of wind, before the Jiang Family disciple could touch his clothes.
There was a loud bang!
The punch seemed to have landed on the short disciple's face.
"Bang!"
The short disciple was knocked to the ground by Qin Feng's punch. With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood in front of the other tall disciple.
The short disciple's face was pale and his eyes were absent-minded. He exclaimed at Qin Feng, "Qin Feng! You, you, a Sword Slave, dare to hit me? Do you know who I am! I am a disciple of the number one family in Cangzhou City, the Jiang Family! "
"Hahahaha!"
Qin Feng laughed coldly as a look of disdain flashed across his eyes. He shouted angrily, "The disciple of the number one clan? You think you are worthy?!"
After a furious roar, Qin Feng raised his fist and was about to punch the disciple who had fallen to the ground.
"Stop!"
The tall disciple on the side thought that his angry shout could scare Qin Feng to stop, so he angrily rebuked him again, "You're good, Qin Feng. You're just a Sword Slave, yet you dare to attack my Jiang Family's disciple. You're simply impudent. Do you think I'm invisible?"
Just as the taller disciple was shouting angrily, there was a loud boom.
Qin Feng's fist had already slid down the right side of the short disciple's face, hitting the bridge of his nose.
Puff!
The short disciple spat out another mouthful of blood in front of the tall disciple.
Seeing that Qin Feng did not put his words in his eyes at all, the tall disciple no longer had the time to be surprised. How could a Sword Slave like Qin Feng defeat his junior brother, who was a second grade Sword Master?
At this moment, as a third grade Sword Master, he was already burning with rage towards Qin Feng for ignoring his words.
With a fierce look on his face, he shouted, "Qin Feng! You want to be arrogant!? Even my words are ignored, see how I'll take care of you! "
As soon as he finished shouting, the tall disciple let out a whoosh sound. Just like Jiang Lei who attacked Qin Feng earlier, he punched towards Qin Feng.
"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, huh? Now, I'll let you see your coffin! "
"Whoosh!"
The tall disciple's face was filled with anger, his fist was already approaching Qin Feng within three steps.
Qin Feng's expression was calm, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and he raised his eyebrows. "Boom!"
It was still his right hand that had just clenched into a fist as he punched towards the tall disciple.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng and the tall disciple's fists collided.
The tall disciple was forced back a few steps before he managed to stabilize himself with great difficulty.
However, Qin Feng's aura was still awe-inspiring, like Mount Tai standing there, he did not move at all.
After receiving a punch from Qin Feng, the tall disciple was not surprised because of his anger and arrogance.
Just now, after receiving a punch from Qin Feng, he saw himself being forced back a few steps, while Qin Feng was still standing at his original spot. His face suddenly turned pale with fright, his eyes filled with fear, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "Qin Feng! Didn't he lose his sword spirit three years ago and be locked up in the Qin Family's Sword Slave Prison, being beaten up all day long? Where did he get such a strong arm strength? "
At this time, the tall disciple looked at the sky. It was already bright, and he knew that if he let Qin Feng continue like this, there would be more and more people coming.
If others saw that he, a dignified Third Grade Sword Master, was defeated by a Sword Slave, once the news spread, not only would he lose his face, but he would also be expelled from Cangzhou City's number one family, the Jiang Family, because he had disgraced the Jiang Family.
At this point, the tall disciple did not dare to delay any longer. With a clang, he pulled out the sword at his waist. A sinister look flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "Qin Feng, even if your arm strength is stronger than mine, let's see how you can be a match for me in terms of sword skills!"
Suddenly, he had already drawn his sword. With a 'xiu' sound, the long sword emitted a white sword light, directly piercing towards Qin Feng.
He shouted angrily: "Qin Feng, the Qin family did not teach you how to be a Sword Slave, I will teach you!"
Facing the tall disciple's sword piercing towards him, Qin Feng shouted coldly, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "Is that so! I really don't know how to be a Sword Slave! Then I will have to trouble you to teach me! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng's Dragon Sinking Sword was unsheathed with a 'xiu' sound, emitting thousands of sword lights, flashing between his eyebrows overflowing with killing intent. He brandished the sword and pierced directly towards the tall disciple without using any sword techniques.
In the blink of an eye, a 'dang' sound was heard.
After the sound of iron weapons clashing, a 'kuang' sound was heard. The tall disciple's long sword was shaken off by Qin Feng's sword and fell to the ground.
A 'peng' sound was heard! Qin Feng kicked his chin.
The tall disciple's face was filled with terror. His entire body flipped backwards, and with a 'pu' sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed into the air.
Still in a state of deep shock, he fell to the ground with a 'pu' sound, unable to move.
Seeing this scene, the tall disciple who was knocked to the ground by Qin Feng had a deathly pale face, and exclaimed: "Qin Feng, Qin Feng, aren't you just a Sword Slave? How can you defeat us! "
Qin Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Even if you are a Sword Slave, I can still kill you!"
After an angry shout, Qin Feng raised the Dragon Sinking Sword in his hand and walked in front of the two Jiang family disciples.
Seeing the Dragon Sinking Sword in Qin Feng's hand, and his face filled with killing intent, the two Jiang family disciples suddenly crawled and knelt in front of Qin Feng, kowtowing continuously, and begging for mercy: "Young Master Qin Feng, Young Master Qin Feng, we know our mistakes, we know our mistakes, we won't dare to do it again, spare us, spare us!"
"Hmph!"
Qin Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Didn't you just say that you wanted to teach me, Qin Feng, how to be a Sword Slave?"
"Now, why are you kneeling in front of a Sword Slave! Are you a bear? "
Hearing Qin Feng's angry shout, the two Jiang family disciples were so scared that their foreheads were full of sweat, and their faces were terrified. They kowtowed continuously: "Young Master Qin Feng, we won't dare to do it again, we won't dare to do it again! Please spare us! "
Qin Feng glared at the two Jiang family disciples kneeling on the ground, and snorted coldly: "Don't worry! I came today to wash my sword, I won't kill you, I don't want my sword to be stained with the blood of trash like you! "
When the two Jiang family disciples heard that Qin Feng wouldn't kill them, they breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts, and hurriedly kowtowed to Qin Feng to thank him.
Just as they were kowtowing incessantly, Qin Feng suddenly shouted angrily: "I won't kill you, but there's something I need you to teach me."
"Young Master Qin Feng, you're too humble. What can we teach you? You should be the one teaching us!"
Qin Feng silently shook his head at them, and said: "No! No! This is something only you know! I don't know at all! "
The two Jiang family disciples nodded silently at Qin Feng, as if they were taking it seriously, and said: "What does Young Master Qin Feng want to know? We'll definitely tell you everything we know!"
"Is that so?"
With that said, Qin Feng said lightly: "Then I'd like to invite the two disciples of the number one family to teach me how to be a qualified Sword Slave!"
When they heard that Qin Feng wanted to teach them how to be a Sword Slave, the two disciples suddenly turned pale with fright, and their eyes were filled with fear as they stammered: "This! This … "
"What! You're not willing to teach? "
Seeing the murderous intent in Qin Feng's eyes, the two disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They nodded silently, and their bodies trembled.
Whoosh!
Qin Feng raised his fist and beat the two Jiang family disciples into two pandas, their noses bruised and faces swollen.
At this time, he squatted down and glared at them, and said: "What do you think? Can people like you be considered as qualified sword slaves?! If you still think you're not qualified, I, Qin Feng, can put in more effort! "
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