Genius playboy

"Jiang Feng, don't blame me, Su Qingquan, for not giving you a chance. If you want to blame, blame you for being so good that I have to kill everything!" Su Qingquan said in his heart.

Jiang Feng naturally didn't know, because of his excellence, Su Qingquan's mad killing intent was aroused.

Of course, even if he knew, Jiang Feng wouldn't care.

However, judging from Su Qingquan's reaction, how could Jiang Feng not know that the slashing sword was definitely not Su Qingquan's strongest sword, Su Qingquan must have other methods that he had not used.

"Su Qingquan, I know that you are not willing to be suppressed by me. If you have any means, you might as well use them all. I will definitely take them one by one." Jiang Feng smiled lightly.

Su Qingquan was already strong enough, but Su Qingquan could still be stronger. For Jiang Feng, who was determined to sharpen himself with Su Qingquan, he was undoubtedly very happy to see the result.

The stronger Su Qingquan is, the more he will benefit. If Su Qingquan's skills stop here, Jiang Feng will be extremely disappointed.

"Jiang Feng, I will do what you wish." Su Qingquan said word by word.

Then, Su Qingquan chanted in a low voice, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was performing a certain solemn and great ceremony. After a few silent chanting, Su Qingquan slowly swiped the long sword along the palm of his left hand,

In the palm, blood oozed out, staining the sword in his hand red.

The long sword trembled lightly, as if it had been summoned by a certain kind, and the sound of sword chant was endless.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

Naturally, Jiang Feng would not think that Su Qingquan was pretending to be a ghost. Su Qingquan stained the sword with blood, and Jiang Feng could clearly see that it was trying to establish a certain connection with the sword in his hand.

This connection is similar to the art of controlling the sword.

"Sword control?" Jiang Feng said to himself.

Jiang Feng's flying sword is actually a kind of sword control technique in essence, but controlling the sword with spiritual sense is much better than ordinary sword control methods.

And Su Qingquan used his own blood as a guide to control the sword, which can build a tacit understanding of flesh and blood between the person and the sword, thus multiplying the power of the flying sword.

In this way, there is also a huge disadvantage, that is, when the human sword is united, if the sword is damaged, the person will be injured.

After seeing this clearly, how could Jiang Feng still not know the extent of Su Qingquan's killing intent towards him.

"Is it Yujianshu? Then I want to see what's the difference!" Jiang Feng murmured.

"Longquan sword, go!" Su Qingquan shouted violently.

Su Qingquan's series of movements seemed slow but were extremely fast. From his meditation to the blood-stained sword, it was only a matter of an instant. He went out and took Jiang Feng straight.

"Bloodthirsty sword, go!" At the same time, Jiang Feng gave a low drink.

The two sword lights, like shooting stars, collided viciously in mid-air.

"boom!"

The sword light exploded, the air exploded, and the two figures shook at the same time, then retreated.

Jiang Feng stepped back three steps and stabilized his figure, slightly surprised.

As for Su Qingquan, he stepped back more than ten steps in a row, barely stabilized his figure, and was even more terrified.

"vomit!"

Su Qingquan opened his mouth and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. After the big mouthful of blood, his spirit seemed to be emptied all of a sudden, and his whole body was sluggish.

"Su Qingquan, what kind of swordsmanship is this?" Jiang Feng asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Feng used his spiritual knowledge to control the sword. The seemingly simple flying sword was actually endowed with the energy of the seal of heaven, making it invincible. However, Su Qingquan forced him to take three steps back, which surprised Jiang Feng.

"It's just a mere swordsmanship, how can it be regarded as the swordsmanship!" Su Qingquan smiled wryly, and then said, "Jiang Feng, what you just performed is the real swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, I, Su Qingquan, have been obsessed with swords all my life. Before he died, he was lucky enough to witness the real swordsmanship."

"Turning sword technique? So it's turning sword technique?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

Turning swordsmanship can be regarded as the introductory technique of swordsmanship, but compared with the real swordsmanship, there is still a huge gap.

However, Su Qingquan was able to push him back three steps when he performed the turning sword technique. It has to be said that Su Qingquan's swordsmanship has really reached the point of entering the room.

"Su Qingquan, you just said that I am a swordsman genius, but you yourself are the real genius." Jiang Feng sighed.

"Jiang Feng, you don't need to comfort me. I, Su Qingquan, was lucky enough to experience sword control. Even if I die, I will have no regrets. The only regret is that I can't stop you after all." Su Qingquan said regretfully.

He knew that Jiang Feng was extraordinary, so he personally came forward to stop Jiang Feng, but after fighting Jiang Feng, he realized how extraordinary Jiang Feng was.

With such a great enemy in the Su family, it would be difficult for them to sleep and eat. Su Qingquan could not eradicate this great enemy for the Su family. Even if he had experienced the sword-controlling technique he dreamed of, it was doomed to make him sleepless.

"I said earlier, no one can stop it." Jiang Feng said indifferently.

Su Qingquan's face became paler and paler. He thought that his bad premonition might come true soon, so he wanted to say a few words, but his Adam's apple trembled and he couldn't utter a word.

"boom!"

Su Qingquan fell headlong to the ground, with blood overflowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Jiang Feng looked at Su Qingquan's body, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. When Su Qingquan performed the sword-turning technique, it was already a failure-or-benevolence ending. What a pity.

"Su Qingquan, you have tried your best, but what I Jiang Feng wants to do, even if it is a god, even a Buddha, I can't stop it. If the god wants to stop, I will kill the god. If the Buddha wants to stop, I will kill the Buddha!" ​​Jiang Feng said silently .

……

Jiang Feng went straight to Sucheng, his whereabouts gradually became no longer a secret, and attracted the attention of countless people.

Jiang Feng did not deliberately hide his whereabouts. He knew very well what role he played in his series of calculations against the Su family.

From the moment he walked out of Zhu's house and set foot on the road to Su City, his plan had already begun, and what he had to do now was to gradually detonate this plan.

Baiyun City.

On the way to Sioux City, a relatively well-known large town.

The Lord of Baiyun City has a good relationship with the Su family. Jiang Feng has not yet entered Baiyun City, and his whereabouts have been heard by the Lord of Baiyun City.

As soon as Jiang Feng entered Baiyun City, he immediately encountered a large-scale siege carefully prepared for him. Jiang Feng went from the gate of the city all the way to the City Lord's Mansion, passing through Baiyun City in an extremely high-profile manner.

After that, every town Jiang Feng passed by was like this. As Jiang Feng got closer to the Su family, more and more ambushes were targeted at him.

Especially when the news of Su Qingquan's death spread, no effort was spared in killing Jiang Feng.

But that still couldn't stop Jiang Feng's footsteps. Every place Jiang Feng passed was bloody.

Strong, domineering, and invincible have become synonymous with Jiang Feng.

Murderer, Executioner, and Butcher also became Jiang Feng's nicknames.

If Su Chulun's death, or Su Qingquan's death, just allowed some people to see Jiang Feng's extraordinary strength, then Jiang Feng's vicious methods made them realize how terrifying Jiang Feng was.

……

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles all over the ground.

On the official road leading to Wushuang City, a tall horse galloped swiftly.

On the horse's back, a young man dressed in black sat reclined on the horse's back.

The clothes on his body hadn't been changed for an unknown period of time, and they were covered with dust. The young man's hair was also slightly disheveled by the wind, and the dusty look was even more visible on his face, making the young man look Slightly carefree.

The horse gait was vigorous, and soon, the young man appeared in front of the gate of Wushuang City.The gates of Wushuang City were closed tightly, and there was absolutely no trace of people, and there was a chilling atmosphere for no reason.

"Wu Shuang City." Lifting his head, the boy looked at the words "Wu Shuang City" and said softly.

"Wu Shuang City, the last big city leading to Su City, is also the last hurdle to protect Su City, Su family, I wonder what kind of feast you have prepared for me." After a while, the boy said slowly .

This carefree young man was none other than Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng passed through Baiyun City, bloody all the way, and came to Wushuang City.

It is rumored that standing on the tallest building in Wushuang City, you can look at Su City in the distance. Jiang Feng does not intend to try it. He has already come here, and it is only about half a day away from Su City. After passing through Wushuang City, Enter Sioux City directly.

"Squeak!"

The heavy city gate was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and dozens of figures rushed out like a tide, surrounding Jiang Feng layer by layer in front, back, left, and right.

"Jiang Feng, you are so courageous, you will die quickly if you don't get off your horse." An old man with white hair came out, pointed a finger at Jiang Feng, and said sharply.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Jiang Feng said indifferently.

Like this, Jiang Feng has heard so many words along the way that his ears are almost callused. He doesn't want to waste his time.

"Looking for death." The white-haired old man shouted violently, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Kill, kill him."

Following the order of the white-haired old man, dozens of figures rushed towards Jiang Feng, each of them showed their weapons, each pulled out their unique moves, and frantically slaughtered Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't even look at it, and drew his sword casually. Every time Jiang Feng made a sword, someone must die.

5 minutes, to be exact, in less than 5 minutes, a large corpse was left on the ground.

"die!"

Looking at the only remaining white-haired old man, Jiang Feng spit out this word lightly, stretched out his hand and pointed, and the bloodthirsty sword shot out, beheading the white-haired old man who was heartbroken.

"Get... get..."

With the sound of horseshoes, the young man on horseback entered Wushuang City with a blank expression, just like the towns he had entered before, there was no difference...

And as Jiang Feng entered Wushuang City, a great panic spread like a plague, and this was no different from what Jiang Feng had experienced before...