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Without waiting for Qin Feng to speak, Golden Fur Lion King was instantly enraged. He held the Dragon Slayer Saber horizontally in front of him, stared coldly at Yuan De and roared: "Old Bald Donkey, how dare you speak to my master like this! Do you believe that I won't chop you in half?!"
Yuan De was a Great Master of Wuliang Mountain. His status was only below Abbot Yuan Kong. Furthermore, he was a Venerable who had stepped into the seventh level of qi. When had he ever been threatened like this?
His skinny palm was about to strike out when his gaze inadvertently fell on Golden Fur Lion King's Dragon Slayer Saber. He was so shocked that he almost fell from the top of the mountain.
"This, this is a Great Sage Gold grade saber!"
Yuan Cong was also about to strike, but he was startled by Senior Yuan De's shout. He immediately looked at the Dragon Slayer Saber in Golden Fur Lion King's hand and his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
"Senior Yuan De, that's right. It really is a Gold grade saber … …"
These two were Great Masters of Wuliang Mountain. They were Venerables at the seventh level of qi. With their sharp eyes, they could tell the truth with one look.
"Brat, a mere fifth level of qi actually has a Gold grade saber. It's a waste for this spirit saber to fall into your hands. It's better to let this poor monk keep it for you … …"
Yuan De's old eyes flickered. He suddenly struck out with his palm. Heaven and earth seemed to have changed. Golden Fur Lion King didn't even have a chance to dodge and was directly sent flying a hundred meters away.
The Dragon Slayer Saber flew into the air. Yuan De quickly leaped to grab it. Just as he was about to grab the saber hilt, he felt a gust of wind coming from the soles of his feet. He had no choice but to slow down and counterattack. As he struck out with his palm, he angrily shouted: "Junior Yuan Cong, are you crazy?!"
Rumble!
Two violent air currents exploded high in the sky. The entire mountain top was shaking!
It turned out that the attack was launched by Yuan Cong. In front of the Great Sage Gold grade saber, who cared about brotherhood?
"Senior Yuan De, how could I be crazy? Aren't we competing fairly? We found this Gold grade saber together. You can't just let me give it to you for no reason, right?"
Yuan De's palm landed on the plains in the distance. He stared coldly at Yuan Cong, but he couldn't refute for a long time.
Both of them had their own thoughts when they suddenly heard Yuan Cong exclaim, "Eh? Where's the golden saber? Oh no, it's been snatched away by that brat …"
Yuan Cong angrily swatted at Qin Feng. Yuan De also came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth so hard that they were about to break.
These two people were both at the seventh layer of true qi. With a light tap of their feet, they immediately turned into sharp arrows and arrived above Qin Feng's head in the span of a few breaths.
"Stinking brat, you even dare to snatch the treasure that I've taken a fancy to? You're simply courting death!"
Both of them were proficient in palm techniques. As they raised their palms, dozens of deep pits were blasted into the mountain peak.
But Qin Fen had already disappeared from the mountaintop. Two balls of flames appeared in the distant sky. The flames flickered incessantly, like will-o '-the-wisps in the dark night. But when Yuan De and the other man saw them, they were shocked.
"Good heavens, there's even a Great Sage Gold Equipment here!"
"It's a flying-type spirit tool … Senior Brother Yuande, we'll stick to the old rules. It belongs to whoever gets it first!"
When Qin Feng stepped on the Golden Whirlwind Wheel and flew, ordinary experts in the true qi realm would not be able to track his trajectory. But unexpectedly, Yuan De and the other man quickly caught up with him. Their speed was actually not much slower than the Golden Whirlwind Wheel.
Qin Feng was a little nervous. This time, the forces attacking the city were much stronger than he had expected. He had just stepped into the sixth layer of true qi, so he was not afraid of Yuan De and Yuan Cong. But there was still Abbot Yuan Kong at the foot of the mountain. That old man's realm was definitely much higher than these two.
Rumble!
Loud noises continuously rang out in the valley. The places that Qin Feng flew past were blown into a mess. He flew all the way and brought Yuan De and the other man to a plain thousands of meters away. He was prepared to kill them here alone.
"Stinking brat, you can't run away. I advise you to obediently hand over the golden spirit tool on your body, and I promise to spare your life!" Yuan De was a little impatient and tried to bluff Qin Feng with a lie.
However, Qin Feng stopped and said, "Are you serious? As long as I hand over the spirit tool, you won't kill me?"
Yuan De and Yuan Cong were stunned. They were just saying it casually. In the Divine Land, who would believe such a lie? They didn't expect that the brat in front of them was such an idiot that he would really believe it.
Yuan De quickly put away his fierce expression and squeezed out a kind smile. He said, "Don't worry, I just want the golden spirit tool in your hand. As for you and I, there is no enmity between us. Why must I kill you?"
Qin Feng pretended to be stupid. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "What you said is very reasonable. Then I will believe you this time. I will give you this golden saber, and you should quickly leave …"
When Qin Feng's voice fell, Yuan De and Yuan Cong were still in a daze. They felt like they were dreaming. That was a golden saber, and that brat was really willing to give it to them.
But in the next moment, the two flew into the air at the same time. Qin Feng really threw the Dragon Slayer Saber over …
"Junior Brother Yuan Cong, don't fight with me for this golden saber. I will give you the flying spiritual tool!" Yuan De shouted anxiously.
However, Yuan Cong didn't slow down at all. He said, "Senior Brother Yuan De, how about I give you the flying spiritual tool, and the saber belongs to me …"
Both of them were wily old foxes. Neither of them trusted the other. When they saw that their hands were about to grab the Dragon Slayer Saber, they suddenly slapped each other's chests.
The two palms finally collided in the void. The loud sound seemed to destroy heaven and earth. The whole plain and valley shook a few times. The two people's strength was equal, and they both fell to the ground.
Clang!
No one could grab the Dragon Slayer Saber. In the end, the entire saber was inserted into the ground, leaving a half-meter long handle outside. Qin Feng walked to the side of the saber unhurriedly and casually grabbed it. The golden saber light was dazzling in the night. Yuan De and Yuan Cong gnashed their teeth in anger.
"Brat, how dare you trick us!" Yuan De finally came to his senses. Yuan Cong also realized that he had been tricked by Qin Feng. The veins on his face bulged.
Qin Feng acted as if he didn't see the two's angry expressions. He said calmly, "I was kind enough to give you the saber, but you guys fought each other. You can't blame me for this!"
Both of them had used all their strength in that palm strike. At this moment, they both suffered internal injuries, but they forced themselves to stand up. A gust of wind suddenly rose. Yuan Cong had appeared behind Qin Feng. He slapped his palm down and laughed complacently. "Haha! You want to trick me? In the face of absolute strength, your little tricks … "
Boom!
Before Yuan Cong could finish his words, a golden saber light that was hundreds of meters long had already descended.
Qin Feng had long been on guard against the two. How could he let Yuan Cong's sneak attack succeed?
This saber strike was swift and violent. Rather than saying that Yuan Cong's sneak attack was a sneak attack, it would be better to say that Qin Feng's saber strike when he turned around was more like a sneak attack.
The ground had already exploded, and in the middle of the crack was Yuan Cong's body. He was stunned and motionless, as if he had fallen asleep. However, after a few breaths, a bloody wound split open between his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, the bloody wound split open and his whole body exploded into pieces.
Boom!
The loud explosion had not stopped, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the air.
Yuan De was only a second later than Yuan Cong's attack, but he didn't expect that this one second would save his life. At this moment, he was stunned in place, staring incredulously at Qin Feng, who was carrying the Dragon Slayer Saber on his shoulder. From the beginning, Qin Feng was an ant-like existence that Yuan De and Yuan Cong ignored. It was precisely because of this that they dared to unscrupulously snatch Qin Feng's gold equipment.
But they never expected that such a young boy could actually kill Yuan Cong, who was at the seventh stage of true qi.
"You, you dare to kill my junior brother? I will make you die a horrible death!"
Yuan De had already returned to his senses. Qin Feng sneered and said, "Oh! You should be very happy now. I killed your junior brother, now no one will fight with you for the spiritual equipment. This golden saber and golden wheel are both yours … "
Qin Feng's words made Yuan De suddenly stunned. He did think so, but he didn't expect Qin Feng to see through his thoughts.
Yuan De's expression became vigilant. He ignored Qin Feng at the beginning, then looked down on him, and now took him very seriously.
"Don't think that you are very powerful just because you killed Yuan Cong. That was caused by my junior brother underestimating you. Now I will let you know how powerful I am!"
Yuan De no longer talked nonsense and had already clapped his hands.
Even if he was a little vigilant against Qin Feng, he still didn't put him in his eyes. Qin Feng looked to be in his early twenties. No matter how powerful this boy was, what kind of storm could he set off? Yuan De was confident that he could kill him with one palm.
Rumble!
Before the palm arrived, a series of loud explosions had already sounded in the air!
Hundreds of palm prints appeared on top of Qin Feng's head. Yuan De and Ling Zhenfeng, the head of Spirit Beast Sect, both practiced palm techniques, but their attacks were somewhat different. Ling Zhenfeng's palm strike was a powerful attack, condensing into a huge palm print that made it impossible for others to escape. Yuan De, who was in front of him, dispersed his True Qi, forming tiny palm prints that overlapped each other like an inescapable net.
The strength of each palm was not very strong. If it hit Qin Feng alone, it would not be enough to tickle him. However, when hundreds of palm prints overlapped, it could instantly collapse a small mountain.
The palm prints approached, but Qin Feng did not move.
Yuan De's old face smiled like a wild chrysanthemum, as if he could already see Qin Feng's miserable state of being smashed to pieces by this palm.
"Yuan De, be careful!"
An angry roar suddenly sounded, but it came from thousands of meters away.
Yuan De and Qin Feng's expressions changed. Yuan De was surprised. Wasn't that abbot Yuan Kong's voice? Why did he tell him to be careful?
However, Qin Feng did not dare to hold back. He waved his hand and pierced the void with his long spear.
The Rainbow Demon Storm Spear pierced through the void as if there was no one there. In an instant, it turned into thousands of rainbow lights that shot out like thousands of sharp arrows.
Stab, stab, stab, stab!
Muffled sounds rang out in the air. The palm print that Yuan De had sent out was easily pierced through like a piece of tofu. However, the spear light did not weaken at all and instantly pierced through Yuan De. Yuan De's body was suspended in the air as if he had been frozen. Blood began to ooze out of his body, and a moment later, his whole body was pierced like a hornet's nest …
Yuan De had already fallen to the ground. He could not be more dead!
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