Pretty Sister's Super Bodyguard

Chapter 891 Shushan Sword Fight ([-])
All the disciples in the audience went crazy, they didn't expect a heretical sect to directly hit Yun Qingyang.

They laughed loudly in the audience, and repeatedly urged loudly, "Old Gong, come down!"

"Master Gong, saving your life is the most important thing!"

"..."

On the contrary, a few people cheered on the stage, especially Mao Baiqing, who had the appearance of a monkey, and recognized Qin Feng at a glance.

After discussing with the referee, Cang Songzi, the head of Shushan Mountain, persuaded Qin Feng, "Little brother, this is not the way you want to make a name for yourself! You'd better practice and come back, don't lose your life!"

Qin Feng clasped his fists in thanks, "Thank you senior, but this junior just doesn't like this Yun Qingyang. I also ask senior to help me, even though this junior dies, I have no regrets!"

Cang Songzi shook his head and announced the start of the challenge.

Yun Qingyang jumped onto the ring, and said coldly to Qin Feng, "Do you really want to seek death?"

Qin Feng smiled lightly, "That's right, I want to seek death. However, whoever dies and who lives, don't talk about it!"

Yun Qingyang sneered, "Your mouth is quite powerful, but if you want to kill me, let's see if you have the ability!"

He stretched out his hand and rolled it, and the air around it was immediately rolled up.

A cloud of mist enveloped Qin Feng from all directions, instantly enveloping Qin Feng.

This move has killed more than 20 masters.

Everyone sighed for a while, thinking that this Gong Jiasheng was crazy, challenging Yun Qingyang out of nowhere.

When the cloud cleared, he must have turned into flesh and blood.

At this time, an accident happened.

I don't know what happened, the cloud and mist suddenly dissipated without a trace, revealing the intact "Gong Jiasheng"!

Yun Qingyang was also taken aback, he didn't even see clearly what method Qin Feng used to dispel his chaotic mist.

Gou Wa excitedly waved the banner in his hand, leading all his disciples to shout, "Long live the master, cheers master!"

In the crowd, there was a young man in ordinary clothes, who stared at Qin Feng and whispered, "You're still here!"

Lai Zhenzhen and Du Minjun also had bright eyes, and said softly, "Is that him?"

Mao Baiqing and others waved their hands and shouted, "Master Gong, you are really an eye-opener!"

"Master Gong, come on!"

"..."

There was an uproar in the field, a dark horse, this is definitely a dark horse that has been killed, but they don't know how many tricks they can do in Yun Qingyang's hands, most people are still not optimistic about it.

Yun Qingyang took a deep breath, and said coldly, "Here you are, what kind of hero is wearing a mask? Don't you have the face to face others?"

Qin Feng smiled lightly, "Yan Luo, my ghost mask, naturally has to wear a ghost mask, otherwise wouldn't this title be wasted!"

The corner of Yun Qingyang's mouth twitched, "Alright then, since you want to be a ghost, I'll let you do it!"

With a wave of his hand, he suddenly grasped a three-foot long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword was released, air-conditioning swept all directions, causing the temperature on the scene to drop suddenly.

The people below shouted, "What kind of sword is this, what a cold air?"

"I'm afraid it was forged with ice essence!"

"Absolutely, otherwise how could there be such a big cold air!"

"..."

Yun Qingyang said coldly, "Be careful, you are the first person to force me to use the Yunsoul Sword. Even if you die, you are worth it!"

Qin Feng smiled lightly, "No matter how powerful the Yunpo Sword is, it is still a floating cloud, and if it is a floating cloud, it will disperse. This name is not well chosen!"

Everyone was shocked, thinking that you are too good at acting, you can say such brazen things.

Yun Qingyang was even more furious, and he roared, "The clouds shine on the sky and the earth!"

With a wave of the long sword, it slashed at Qin Feng.

The sword energy rolled, and instantly a cloud of fog surrounded Qin Feng.

The mist carried a thick sword energy, as if every trace of it was a long sword, sharp and piercing, and the cold air was going to smash Qin Feng into powder.

Even steel meteorites will be melted by the dense sword energy.

Qin Feng directly sacrificed the skull of the demon corpse, and secretly mobilized the unicorn fire to spew out from the mouth of the skull.

The hot, high-temperature airflow instantly evaporated the mist completely.

Everyone only saw flames erupting from the skull, and they thought it was the fire force that the skull moved, and they were all secretly startled.

Yun Qingyang was even more frightened, he didn't expect this grimacing man to be so powerful, he defeated his ultimate move with one move.

Qin Feng just smiled faintly, "Let me tell you, a floating cloud is a floating cloud, no matter how powerful the floating cloud is, it will obediently disperse when it is roasted with fire!"

Yun Qingyang snorted coldly, "How dare you show off in front of me with such a trick!"

He swung his long sword, once again drew the cloud and mist to rush under Qin Feng's cover, and shouted loudly, "Electric light in the cloud!"

In the dense cloud and mist, suddenly there is a lightning strike straight down. It is the method of evolving the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth.

The entire cloud and mist are filled with lightning. Looking from the outside, it seems that you are in the midst of lightning and cannot avoid it.

The people below exclaimed one after another, thinking that Yun Qingyang was too frightening to be able to realize this level from the cloud.

Qin Feng shook his head inside, Xin Daoyun's family's Taoism did have its subtleties, but it was a bit weak and lacked the integration of other elemental forces.

How can a mere cloud and mist cover the sky and the earth.

The Qiangliang on his body and the Qizi Banner stirred, instantly devouring all the power of thunder and lightning.

In the entire cloud, there is only a bare cloud, and there is no trace of electric light coming out.

With a wave of Qin Feng's hand, a gust of wind blew up, and the dense clouds and mist were instantly dispersed by him.

He smiled faintly at Yun Qingyang, "Little Farr, that's all!"

Sweat was already breaking out on Yun Qingyang's forehead, and with all his strength, he still couldn't help this guy.

Qin Feng didn't play anymore, he gritted his huge teeth at the head of the hole, and bumped towards Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang was shocked, and when the Yunsoul Sword was rolled, a gossip cloud and mist pattern was evoked in front of him in an instant.

A black cloud and a white cloud rotate clockwise in the shape of a Taiji yin-yang fish, dense and thick, as indestructible as the chaotic clouds in the universe.

"Can you hit it?"

"What a powerful defense method!"

"..."

The people below all widened their eyes, only to hear a rumbling sound, and the huge skull hit the Tai Chi cloud map, causing the ground to shake violently.

Yun Qingyang's body trembled violently, as if he had been hit by a hill.

The Tai Chi Cloud and Mist Shield failed to digest this huge force.

After the skull shook, it immediately bounced back.

Qin Feng smiled lightly, "It's not bad, but I don't know if I can resist it!"

As soon as his mental power moved, the bone inscriptions on the head of the hole instantly lit up, shining golden light in the sun, like a golden skull, crashing into the clouds and fog.

This collision shook the earth and the mountains, with a force of ten thousand jun.

With a muffled bang, the golden skull collided with the Tai Chi cloud.

The low-level cultivator on the field covered his ears and squatted on the ground.The skull directly bumped into the Tai Chi cloud map, and swallowed it at Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang's eyes flickered, and he felt as if he had fallen into a small closed world in an instant, surrounded by dense mantras, and he couldn't feel the breath of the outside world.

(End of this chapter)