Aventure of the super master

He was dressed in a gray robe, with a long sword on his back, and his old pale face was full of stings.

When he saw this person's face clearly, Qin Feng's expression changed into a cold sneer, and the murderous aura burst out from his body in an instant.

The old man in gray.

How could it be possible for Qin Feng to forget him? It was this person who severely injured Feng Mei with his sword in Donghai back then, and he was also the one whom Qin Feng decided to kill.

He is Situ Yang's master, and even a member of the Wang family. The appearance of the gray-clothed old man made Qin Feng instantly understand that Wang Fanfu couldn't help but do something to him after all.

With a sneer on his face, it came at the right time, and the old and new grudges were settled together. Now that it appeared at this moment, Qin Feng had already made a secret decision in his heart. No matter what, this person's life must be saved today, not only to fight back against the Wang family, but also to give to Meier. revenge!

Tang Yi kept looking at the man beside her. She also noticed Qin Feng's reaction immediately. The sudden burst of aura startled the woman, and the eyes became more blurred in an instant. It was murderous, but in the eyes of a woman Could it be a more charming scenery.

Seeing Qin Feng's eyes staring at the direction ahead, Tang Yi's beautiful eyes looked in the direction of Qin Feng's eyes. I don't know when a ghostly gray figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. I didn't even notice it just now, but obviously, The transformation of the man beside him at this moment is because of that figure.

If she was driving alone, she might be startled when she suddenly found such a ghost-like figure lying across the road, but at this moment, with this man by her side, Tang Yi didn't feel the slightest fear, it was just a glint in her eyes. Worry was hard to hide, she knew that the visitor was not good.

"Stay in the car, don't get out!" Qin Feng's figure was calm, he glanced at the woman beside him, turned around, opened the car door and went down.

"Be careful..." Tang Yi couldn't help reminding her, her heart was hanging tightly.

Qin Feng nodded, and walked straight ahead without turning around, the killing intent on his body was even stronger...

The grey-clothed old man also had a sneer on his face, his eyes scolded like a falcon, he stared closely at the young man who was walking in front of him step by step, his face was full of unconcealable resentment.

He came here today with only one purpose, to kill this man.

For the sake of the mission, but also for revenge, not only to eradicate a disaster for the Wang family, this man even killed his only son and gave several apprentices back then. Such hatred has been endured for half a year, and now the enemy is right in front of him. Moments later, this man was about to die under his sword, his hands trembling slightly, it was the perverted excitement after being filled with hatred!

Qin Feng could clearly feel the hostility of the gray-clothed old man even from a distance, the cold light flashed, and the blood feather had already appeared in the palm of his hand. The Fengying sisters' alliance is nothing more than a tie. In terms of strength alone, it is not inferior to Yi Canghai. Even though Qin Feng is confident that he can fight, he still has to deal with it carefully.

"rub……"

With a crisp sword chant, the gray-clothed old man didn't talk nonsense. The long sword on his back was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed at Qin Feng with a icy cold killing glow, and his voice was hoarse: "Today, you must die!"

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly, his steps quickened while he sneered, and he ran straight away with the blood feather between his right fingers.

Needless to say, it is a deadly enemy, and the only purpose is to end the opponent's life!

Qin Feng moved, and the gray-clothed old man greeted him almost at the same time. The long sword in his hand shone with a breathtaking edge, absolutely extraordinary.

The Tai'a Sword, a famous weapon in China, appeared in the hands of this gray-clothed old man at this moment. Although Qin Feng had never seen it before, he recognized the name of this sword at a glance, and it appeared in the hands of this gray-clothed old man. Curious about the identity of this person, definitely not an unknown person.

This time is not the time to think about these things, but the two of them have already fought together in an instant, and the two sharp blades, one long and the other short, collided with astonishing power, and the crisp and piercing sound of the sword completely cut through the originally quiet place. night sky.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that the gray-clothed old man's strength had improved so much compared to the last time he fought. The strength of a single sword is enough to shock the opponent. This person's attainments in swordsmanship are so profound It is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it is enough to prove that the Wang family is not as simple as it seems on the surface. I am slightly vigilant in my heart, and despite the huge political power, there are such high-level people in charge, which is enough to show the ambition of the Wang family.

Compared to Qin Feng's surprise at this moment, the old man in the meeting was even more surprised. His eyes were fixed on the blood feather in Qin Feng's hand, and his arms trembled slightly.

It was not the first time he had fought against Qin Feng, and even if it wasn't for the two women beside him, he was confident that he could kill this young man with a single strike, but now it was just one move that had brought him enough shock and excitement. Deterrence, it has improved so much in just half a year, this child is no small matter, and his mind is even more dignified.

Without extra words, Qin Feng tapped the ground lightly and rose into the air. He turned over to avoid the old man's sword, and the blood feather in his hand slashed straight towards the gray-clothed old man's neck.

The gray-clothed old man frowned slightly. Qin Feng's performance in the second fight completely exceeded his expectations in terms of strength and speed. He originally planned to fight a quick battle, but now it seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.

While dodging, the gray-clothed old man struck back with his sword again. The long sword in his hand pierced Qin Feng's chest like a part of his body.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth. He is no longer the Qin Feng he used to be. If he was placed half a year ago, after seeing the strength of this old man, he would choose to avoid him when he met him alone. It is impossible to make fun of your own life even if you know you are invincible.

It was different now, even though the old man was strong enough to put him under pressure, he was still not afraid at all, at least he was confident in his ability to kill this old guy again.

"Ding..." The blades collided again, and with the power of the sword, the body retreated a few steps and gasped slightly.

The old man's strength is strong, and the Tai'a sword in his hand is even more powerful. It is still difficult for Qin Feng to get close with his blood feathers.

"Go to hell!" Seeing Qin Feng retreating, the gray-clothed old man followed closely and did not intend to give Qin Feng a chance to breathe. In his opinion, no matter how amazing and beautiful this young man is, he is still too beautiful after all. Young, so there is no fear at all from the beginning to the end.

Qin Feng disdains, even though the current strength of this old guy is indeed beyond his expectations, but it is not impossible to kill him, at least this person does not pose much threat in his eyes now.

I have never given up on the idea of ​​killing him. It was fine if there was no news of him before, but now that he appeared on his own initiative, he must save his life, no matter how high the price is.

Hurting Feng Mei at the beginning is destined to end up like this one day.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Tang Yi watched the battle not far away with shortness of breath. She had never seen such a scene before. The speed between the two people was getting faster and faster between the blades, and even because of the dim streetlights, they couldn't see it at all. Clear and fixed figure.

A heart is hanging tightly, even though Qin Feng has shown great determination and self-confidence from beginning to end, he is still worried that accidents will happen at any time. Since the old man has the courage to come over and kill him, he is not an ordinary person.

From the very beginning until now, Qin Feng has been silent and devoted himself to this battle. The blood feather in his hand collided with the long sword in the old man's hand continuously in the air, whether attacking or defending, as long as he can find the slightest Given the chance, he is confident that under the sharp edge of Xue Yu, the opponent will be severely injured, and he also understands that if he is a little negligent, he will not dare to think about it later.

The rhythm of the battle is getting faster and faster, making people dizzy. Qin Feng has a long breath as always. With the continuous support of innate internal strength, neither explosive power nor endurance can be matched by ordinary people. This is also Qin Feng's biggest advantage. He couldn't win in a short time, but the more he got the advantage later on.

No matter how strong a person is, there will be a moment when his physical strength and spirit will be exhausted. Qin Feng understands that he will also have that time, but he will come much later. He is still young and the other party is old after all. Maybe he lacks experience , but this is enough to make up for it.

On the other hand, the grey-clothed old man, the color of hatred between his eyebrows during the battle is still gloomy like a wild beast and devil who chooses to eat, especially after noticing the smile on the young man's face that is still calm even at this moment. Suddenly, I felt a strange horror. What kind of monster is this? Isn't it tired at all?

A little distraction is enough for Qin Feng to seize such a rare opportunity, flip his wrist, dodge a sword, and run straight to the empty door under the old guy's armpit, unstoppable...

"Thorn..."

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the clothes and into the flesh was slight but clearly audible, and the smile on Qin Feng's face became stronger. Although the result was somewhat different from what he expected, he did it, which is a good thing.

The gray-clothed old man felt a bone-chilling pain, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't show much expression. He blocked Qin Feng's next attack with a sword strike, and stepped back to stare at the young man in front of him with a very serious mind.

The finger of his right hand quickly tapped around the wound a few times, and the wound that was still bleeding had stopped bleeding, which seemed strange.

Qin Feng was not surprised. The person who can hold Tai'a must also be someone from some ancient sect. Feng Feiyang is not the only one who understands the knowledge and methods of Huaxia acupuncture points.

Then Qin Feng's body tensed up suddenly, because at this moment, the aura of the old man on the opposite side suddenly changed, simple, heavy, and proud...

This is a mysterious feeling, and looking at the face of the other party, the original reprimand and hatred disappeared, and turned into a majestic majesty, and the surrounding air seemed to be forbidden for a moment.

"Is this really going all out?" Qin Feng thought in his heart, but he didn't act rashly. The blood feather kept flying in his hand, as a murderous weapon. At this moment, Xue Yu became excited when facing such an enemy.

There was a surge of internal force in the dantian, and the innate internal force that had not been mobilized was circulating and surging in the body, like a trickle or a surging tide, and he did not hold back at this moment either.

Battles are always changing rapidly, not to mention that there is a woman in the car behind him who does not have much resistance. If he has a choice, Qin Feng still hopes to end this battle as soon as possible.

The gray-clothed old man came galloping after only a short period of preparation, presumably with the fierce killing just now, with a heavy aura at this moment with a proud attitude that the common people are no more than ants.

Disregarding the Nine Swords, the master's unique skill, must be used easily, once you use it, blood will splatter ten steps...

The gray-clothed old man seemed to recall the warning he gave when he first entered the school, but now that he had reached such a juncture, if he had any reservations, he might die on the spot. Therefore, the biggest ultimate move has been sacrificed...

Qin Feng shuddered and stood still. At this moment, the long sword in the hand of the oncoming old man seemed to have turned into thousands of sword shadows. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he would not easily lose the most basic judgment when he was concentrating. His breath was the same as before. The long length is ready to take the next desperate blow from the opponent.

Getting close was only a matter of a moment. As for what happened next, even Tang Yi, who was next to him, couldn't see clearly. In the transition between the two figures, apart from the sound of metal collisions that could still be clearly heard in the car, Can't see anyone at all.

The battle started very quickly, and it ended just as quickly. After a few seconds, the two of them separated again and took a few steps back.

Qin Feng's face turned rosy, his throat squirmed a few times and returned to calm, but he was injured but held on and did not attack, the blood feathers between his right fingers were already caught between his fingers, and his arms were trembling unceasingly.

The strength of the several successive strikes of the gray-clothed old man was so great that even Qin Feng was still a little hard to parry under the frontal bear.

The flesh on the blade of the sword, the sword energy hurts the internal organs, and the swords of the gray-clothed old man clearly carried the sharp sword energy, which surprised Qin Feng.

On the other hand, the old man in the opposite meeting was even more unbearable. His gray robe was already in tatters. Through the tattered clothes, there were scars on the old skin that could not stop the gurgling blood.

Such a situation gives people a gloomy and terrifying feeling as if they have just stepped out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and all this is caused by the blood feather in Qin Feng's hands.

It's just a few tricks. Although the two were injured, they won or lost.

The arrogance and domineering aura just now on the gray-clothed old man has disappeared, and even at this moment, he can only be described as embarrassed. He never thought that the Nine Swords of Disdain that he had only shot several times in his life could only reach such a level in the end. As a result, disappointment is even more shocking.

Although the ultimate move is fierce, it still needs to be based on sufficient strength. Once there is a gap between the strengths, no matter how strong the move is, it can only be hated in the end. This is inevitable. Even if the old man can't accept it, it has become like this. As a result, it is an unalterable fact...

Taking a little breath to suppress the agitation in his chest, Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the gray-clothed old man in front of him. He didn't feel any discomfort because of his injury, but instead showed a brighter smile on his face.

Although the opponent's injury was not fatal, the sharpness of the blood feather was actually so easy to bear. At this moment, the gray-clothed old man could even be called the blood-clothed old man. His embarrassed appearance was not at all the arrogance and fierceness of the first meeting .

The gray-clothed old man wanted to speak, but coughed uncontrollably when he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, making his already ferocious face even more embarrassed and weak.

"Actually, you should have died a long time ago. You are lucky to have survived to this day and didn't let me meet you again. You don't need to say any last words now... because there is no chance." Qin Feng walked lightly without making a sound, Step by step towards the gray-clothed old man, the blood feather has been caught between the fingers, the corner of the mouth curled up an indifferent arc, neither sad nor happy, this old guy is destined to have today's life since the day he hurt Mei'er result.

The gray-clothed old man raised his head and stared at the approaching Qin Feng with reproachful eyes. He knew the feeling of his body the most, but he didn't have too much time to be surprised by the opponent's strength. His breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

With the tip of the sword on the ground, the old man in gray still maintained a proud posture and stood there motionless. When he saw Qin Feng approaching, he slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Do you think you can really kill me like this?"

"No matter what cards you have, you must die today!" Qin Feng frowned and said calmly.

In the fight just now, the gray-clothed old man used eight swords in an instant. The swords were deadly, and the power of one sword was greater than the power of one sword. He knew that this was some kind of unique killer move, just like the Dugu Nine Swords in martial arts novels. .

But if you think about it carefully, it was just eight swords just now.

Since ancient times, China has been the number nine, especially for these brilliant tricks that have great power to win by surprise and have been passed down from generation to generation.

So Qin Feng understands that the eight swords are not the limit. As for the last sword, maybe he didn't use it in the end due to special reasons. At this moment, the attitude of the gray-clothed old man made Qin Feng vigilant but he still couldn't change it. Qin Feng's determination to kill him, no matter what, this person must die today!

The old man in gray clothes closed his eyes but could clearly feel the sound of Qin Feng's approaching footsteps step by step. He didn't panic, his heart was clear, but his body gradually tensed up. Sen Bai made a slight sound of bones tightening, his inner struggle turned into determination.

The Nine Swords is regarded as a master's unique skill, but it requires extremely high chance and understanding. Even if the talent is as extraordinary as him, he can only learn the first eight swords in his life. The last sword is the most profound, but he has not been able to understand it for decades. The truth of it.

But at this moment, the situation has become a fatal situation for him, and the young man has not been hurt too much even if all the cards are played, and the choice at this moment is really helpless. Even if he knows the consequences of pushing the last sword beyond the limit, he still There is no other choice.

Even if the meridian is cut off and it is very likely that the second half of his life will become a cripple or even die, but as long as he can kill this person, it can be regarded as the completion of the final obsession, not for the Wang family but for himself, for his tragic death in the hands of this person Disciple and son, he must fight desperately!