The seventh palace, the Silver Palace, was located at the top of the mountain. Looking from afar, the temple was silvery white.
When he walked up the steps, Qin Feng realized that the top of the snowy mountain wasn't a monotonous snow color. The mountain was surrounded by fragrant snow lotuses with snow-white petals and pale yellow stamens.
One by one, they were cold and proud, adding a touch of beauty to the temple at the top of the mountain.
On the mountain path in front of the temple, there was a group of people waiting here. Seeing Qin Feng appear, the leading young man's voice floated from afar.
"Qin Feng, we have been waiting here for a long time!"
This was a handsome young man dressed in purple. His purple robes were embroidered with a coiled golden dragon. His noble aura lingered around him, making him look like a noble descendant of the heavens.
He was Liu Qinghe, who had a great conflict with Qin Feng.
Great Yan Kingdom, a disciple of the Liu family! Xue Ning's cousin!
"Liu Qinghe! “
Focusing his gaze, Qin Feng's gaze fell on the leading young man in purple. This young man in purple was born with pride and had an extremely strong aura.
When Qin Feng first met Liu Qinghe, he was only at the peak of the seventh level of martial arts. Now, he was already at the beginning of the eighth level of martial arts.
Clearly, Qin Feng was not the only one who had obtained benefits from the Purple Clouds Arching Sun phenomenon.
Behind Liu Qinghe stood several youths who exuded an extremely oppressive aura.
There were more than ten of them. The weakest was at the beginning of the seventh level of martial arts. There were even a few geniuses at the peak of the seventh level of martial arts.
Most of them were the second tier geniuses in this year's competition, excluding the five war gods!
The most eye-catching ones were two other people besides Liu Qinghe.
On the left and right was a beautiful girl with a pure appearance. Qin Feng had heard people say that this young girl was called Lu Han, and that she had cultivated the eleventh layer of the Foundation Establishment Cultivation Method "Jade Fire Cold Yin Technique".
The other indifferent young man was called Yang Chen. This person was also a genius at the peak of the seventh level of martial arts. His origin was mysterious, but his fighting style was extremely fierce.
Although the rest of the disciples couldn't be compared to these three, they were all outstanding talents, ranked in the second tier of geniuses.
The lineup could be described as luxurious!
Liu Qinghe's gaze was as cold as a sword. He stood proudly with his hands behind his back and smiled at the black-robed youth. "Qin Feng, I originally thought that you were a bug that I could crush at will, but now it seems that I have underestimated you. However, I have made this mistake once, and I will not make it a second time!"
"Seeing your aptitude, I'll give you a chance! Submit to me! Liu Qinghe was full of confidence, and his tone left no room for doubt.
"What if I say no?" With a faint smile, Qin Feng raised his head and said.
"What I can't obtain can only be destroyed!" A cold glint flashed across Liu Qinghe's eyes.
A young girl stood out and scolded in a delicate voice. "Qin Feng, you should know what's good for you. Young Master Liu is the son of a feudal lord and has a noble status. You come from a lowly background and are nothing more than a country bumpkin. Young Master Liu is willing to be merciful and let you go because he appreciates your talent. It's your great fortune. Why don't you prostrate yourself and thank him?
The young girl's gaze was cold and indifferent. She looked down from above, as if she was scolding a pig or dog. She was Lu Han, who had some kind of ambiguous rumor with Liu Qinghe. She came from the Lu family, which was also a thousand-year-old family. Although it was slightly inferior to the Liu family, which was a feudal lord's family, its foundation was not to be underestimated.
"Why bother talking to him? He's just a lowly bastard and he dares to provoke us. Just kill this lowly bastard who doesn't know his place!" Behind Liu Qinghe, the group of youths had arrogant faces and disdainful gazes.
"A bunch of people who think themselves to be noble, calling themselves lowly bastards when they open their mouths. It's as if you guys are some good bastards, a bunch of bastards!" Looking at the group of high and mighty youths, Qin Feng didn't think much of it and immediately poked a certain someone's Achilles' heel.
"You're courting death!" Liu Qinghe's expression changed. Qin Feng's words poked at his weak spot. He was the illegitimate son of the Liu family. Although he had a tyrannical aptitude and was eventually accepted, he hated hearing the word "bastard" the most in his life.
Liu Qinghe's eyes were filled with resentment and cold, as if lightning was jumping in his crimson eyes. "Kill him!"
Behind Liu Qinghe, silhouettes with tyrannical auras rushed out like lightning, their clothes fluttering in the wind. The cold light pierced through the air, the faint shadows of swords and sabers filled the air, and the faint killing intent was like the dense leaves in the forest.
The cold murderous intent swept towards Qin Feng!
This time, Liu Qinghe used all his strength. A dozen Xiantian Realm geniuses were all the strength he could use.
These dozen or so geniuses were all young elites of their respective regions. They were one in a thousand. At this moment, they were attacking together with a terrifying momentum. Liu Qinghe was confident that even if the five top geniuses were to encounter such an attack, they would still die without a doubt!
In the same place, Qin Feng's entire body was covered with coldness. The dense saber light in his eyes enveloped his entire body, and a huge pressure appeared in his heart.
This was a fatal trap!
"However, this trap is useless!" Qin Feng, who had comprehended the concept of wind, was not afraid of any siege unless he used a battle formation. However, as a Xuan formation grandmaster, how could Qin Feng be afraid of a Slaughter Formation?
This was a dead end! Liu Qinghe had made a big mistake!
Qin Feng smiled coldly. The Xiantian Primordial True Qi communicated with a trace of the concept of wind, and a trace of wind power rippled on his body. His figure moved, and the Breeze Spirit Refining Step turned into a phantom. Like a breeze in the forest, he drifted in the dense saber light.
After Qin Feng broke through to the Xiantian Realm, the magical effects of the concept finally began to show!
A black robe wandered in the rain of saber light as if he was taking a stroll!
"What kind of exquisite footwork is this?" Beside Liu Qinghe, Lu Han's beautiful eyes revealed a trace of surprise as she watched this scene coldly.
"This is the power of wind, the unique power of heaven and earth when Xiantian True Qi fuses with the concept. Just like your Jade Fire, he should have comprehended the concept of wind!" Liu Qinghe's face was ugly. As everyone knew, martial artists who comprehended the concept of wind were notoriously difficult to deal with.
"Damn it, there is insufficient information. Previously, I only knew that this kid suddenly entered the Seventh Heavenly Layer from the Fourth Heavenly Layer, and his swordsmanship is extremely strong. I didn't expect this kid to comprehend the concept of wind!"
"Not good! Be careful! "Liu Qinghe suddenly shouted.
Bang!
Qin Feng's figure moved like a breeze and appeared behind a youth in the middle stage of the Seventh Heavenly Layer. The youth's face revealed a look of horror. In a hurry, he raised the long saber in his hand and slashed towards Qin Feng, intending to attack Qin Feng from behind.
This youth had comprehended the concept of Vajra. At this time, his Xiantian True Qi fused with the Vajra Will to display his full strength. Suddenly, a trace of golden Vajra power appeared.
The Vajra power had the strongest defensive power!
Qin Feng didn't dodge or evade. A trace of killing intent surged in his eyes. He punched out with the Black Tortoise Sea Suppressing Fist. A terrifying Xiantian True Qi was attached to his fist. With a loud bang, the berserk power directly blasted into the youngster's waist and broke through his chest before the youngster could react.
Bang! The Xiantian True Qi in his hand vibrated, and a large hole appeared in the youth's chest. He died immediately!
"Brat, you dare to kill him!" Liu Qinghe's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. These were all his hardcore supporters. They were all outstanding talents who could become great figures and giants. He had spent countless efforts to rope them in, but now they were all dead. Liu Qinghe's heart was bleeding.
"The first one!"
Qin Feng's eyes were cold. His figure moved and appeared behind the second youth. Under the second youth's fearful gaze, he slashed out with his ancient sword.
Blood splattered. The youth's eyes were filled with fear as he fell down with a loud bang!
Qin Feng's concept of wind, Dacheng, was like a ghost. It was as if he had blended into the wind. It was impossible to guard against. Once there was a flaw, he would instantly lock on to it.
In the next moment, Qin Feng appeared behind the other two youths. With a slash of his sword, the two youths instantly fell to the ground!
In the blink of an eye, a third of Liu Qinghe's men were gone.
"Retreat, everyone retreat quickly!" Liu Qinghe's face was ashen.
Liu Qinghe originally expected the situation to be a pack of wolves hunting sheep. In an instant, Qin Feng changed from a sheep to a ferocious tiger. The situation had suddenly turned into a ferocious tiger devouring the wolves! It was too horrible to look at!
(I fell asleep yesterday. It was supposed to be three chapters, but it ended up being two chapters. Cough, cough. The author is guilty. Three chapters is guaranteed today.)
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