Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 112 Invitation to Battle

There is a country road in the southeast of the town. The road surface is rough, and small pits will be seen from time to time. It may take a lot of energy for ordinary people to walk here.

Fortunately, those who wanted to catch Feng Qing were not too weak, so the journey was not too slow. Ji Tiancheng followed closely behind, and after a while, he saw a farmland that had just been sown with seeds in the distance.

And just not far from the farmland, there is a small village faintly located. It is near evening, and the smoke from the cooking in the village rises straight to the sky.

A man in a yellow shirt at the head of the team looked at Xiaocun, stretched out his hand and pointed away, and said to everyone: "This seems to be the hiding place of the young boy!"

Everyone couldn't help being alert when they heard the words, their gazes towards the village became scorching hot, their exhausted minds instantly regained their vitality, and they rushed towards the village with joyful expressions.

Ji Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, and finally let out a sigh of relief. Looking at Xiaocun with an inexplicable look in his eyes, he murmured to himself, "Is it finally here?"

The people in the village were ordinary people, so naturally they didn't realize that there would be so many people from the rivers and lakes gathered in a place that was more than a mile away from the village.

But Feng Qing is different, Feng Qing sensed the gathered energy and blood, and immediately knew that someone was chasing him again, his eyes flickered for a moment, he got up from a private house in an instant, and after bidding farewell to the people in the courtyard, He walked briskly and rushed towards the positions of these people in the rivers and lakes.

And those people in the rivers and lakes clearly sensed Feng Qing's intentions, and suddenly became dignified, waiting for Feng Qing's arrival.

"Tap-"

Feng Qing was dressed in a rough gray robe, and came to the knights step by step. His face was a little immature, and he was always holding a three-foot long sword in his hand. The hilt was red, and Feng Qing held it tightly in his palm.

"Things for practicing swords!"

Feng Qing stood there quietly, staring at the crowd with dark eyes, his body remained motionless, as if he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

To him, these people whose strength reaches the level of third-rate masters are nothing more than the tools he uses to hone his swordsmanship.

"Dare you thief!"

The most imposing one among these people wields a thick backed knife with a black handle. His black face is full of flesh and his arms are bulging. One can tell that his strength is extraordinary at a glance!
At this moment, seeing Feng Qing's attitude of not paying attention to them at all, it seemed that a raging fire was burning in his chest, and he swung his knife at Feng Qing with a loud roar.

The black-faced man slashed out with the knife, and the powerful force caused the air around the blade to burst open, making a loud noise, and directly crushed Feng Qing with majestic momentum.

Faced with such a domineering and decisive blow, Feng Qing's complexion still did not change at all, just when the black-faced man looked proud, he suddenly drew his sword!

This is an amazing sword.

As beautiful as a flash in the pan.

A red rainbow flashed in Feng Qing's hand, and in the blink of an eye, the sword reached the black-faced man, and made contact with the black-faced man with a domineering strike.

Break through the blade to gather energy, cut off the source of strength, and pierce the pressure of the blade.

This sword is unpredictable, although it is not very powerful, but it easily breaks the black-faced man's extremely domineering strike!

At this time, not only the black-faced man was stunned, but also those pretentious knights behind him were also shocked, and they retreated faintly in their hearts.

Ji Tiancheng was also surprised by Feng Qing's sword, and with a satisfied look on his face, he nodded in his heart, praising Feng Qing.

He originally thought that it would be difficult for Feng Qing to master the sword skills he taught in such a short period of time, but he never thought that Feng Qing not only mastered the sword skills, but also added his own understanding to the sword skills, reaching the level of Dachengjing.

Ji Tiancheng turned his gaze to the battlefield again, but saw that the black-faced man saw that his strongest move hadn't worked, and didn't back down, and then slashed sinisterly at Feng Qing's right arm holding the long sword.

As long as Feng Qing's right arm is injured, his strength will be greatly reduced. He knows this very well, so after seeing the gap between him and Feng Qing, the first thing he plans to do is to abolish Feng Qing's right hand that makes the sword!
At such a moment, at such a distance, Feng Qing calmly pushed back a step, and then slashed the blade of the black-faced man's hand with a sword, and landed directly on the black-faced man's hand, as if as long as the black-faced man made another move, It will make his hands fall!

"I lost!"

An unhealthy pale color appeared on the black-faced man's face, he gritted his teeth, held the knife handle tightly and sent it away, and said with a sigh.

"Acceptance!"

Feng Qing said calmly, there are one or two waves of people who appear here to catch him now, which is why he has made great progress in swordsmanship and easily defeated the black-faced man, a third-rate master.

Ever since the black-faced man conceded, there was no one else I was willing to challenge Feng Qing. They all just silently looked at Feng Qing's figure and dared not speak.

Most of these people are disciples of Jin Qi, so in their impression of internal Qi realm, they are already unrivaled masters, but they are easily defeated by Feng Qing at this moment, which shows Feng Qing's strength.

Knowing that Feng Qing is strong, how could these people provoke again.

Just when Feng Qing was about to go back home, a sonorous and forceful words fell directly into Feng Qing's ears.

"I'm here to fight you!"

Ji Tiancheng looked like a smile but not a smile. Now that Feng Qing was found, he was naturally very happy. As for the invitation to fight now, it was to test how far Feng Qing's strength had reached.

After all, as the junior brother whom he personally introduced, he has the qualifications and the obligation to know the strength of his own junior.

The voice of Ji Tiancheng's invitation to fight was not loud, but it sounded a bit harsh to the ears of those who wanted to leave.

Another brat?
At this time, no one would believe that Ji Tiancheng could defeat Feng Qing. After all, Feng Qing's impression of them at this time was too high!

Feng Qing, who can easily defeat a third-rate expert, can't deal with a brat?
Just as Feng Qing was about to leave, he heard Ji Tiancheng's invitation to fight. He only felt that the voice was familiar, so he turned his head and looked at Ji Tiancheng in astonishment.

"Brother Ji?"

"Junior Brother Feng, long time no see!"

Ji Tiancheng greeted Feng Qing, then walked out slowly, looked at Feng Qing quietly, his expression suddenly turned cold, and said sharply: "Let's unleash the sword!"

Feng Qing obviously also understood that Ji Tiancheng was going to test him, so he bowed his hands and nodded, and said briskly, "I also ask Brother Ji for advice!"

"Fellow!?"

Feng Qing's address to Ji Tiancheng made these people startled all of a sudden. How could this Feng Qing suddenly appear as an unknown senior brother?

Feng Qing is so powerful, so what are the strengths of his senior brothers?

These people's expressions became serious, and they never dared to think of Feng Qing again!

(End of this chapter)