Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 362
Jin Feichi froze for a moment.

He didn't expect Luo Qianqiu to have such an attitude, such an answer.

Take him by surprise.

"Well, I'll give you an explanation."

Jin Feichi's strength at the sixth level of the Immortal Gate Realm exploded without leaving any room, and a ray of fire descended from the sky, bombarding Luo Qianqiu.

The blazing flames made everyone around them step back, their faces horrified.

Luo Qianqiu opened his eyes suddenly, looked calmly at the attacking flames, raised his hand and punched out.

Demon Killing Fist with a hint of death.

It's like a collision between darkness and light.

The darkness gradually devoured the light, and the remaining aftermath blasted towards Jin Fei, knocking him back two steps.

beep, beep...

Jin Feichi's expression darkened instantly, and he looked at the middle-aged man next to him.

Didn't it mean that it was only the fifth level of the Immortal Gate Realm?

He just hit with all his strength, and he swore that he was bound to win.

What now?
The result was that he slapped himself in the face and made a crackling sound.

The eyes of the middle-aged man flickered, showing shock for the first time.

He didn't expect that he would miss it too.

"You still have three breaths, three, two..."

Luo Qianqiu was still sitting, with a calm and breezy look, as if Jin Feichi was really not as good as a hair.

Before the word "one" fell, Jin Feichi moved again.

"Hmph, I don't believe that I, the fifth young master of Jinhou Mansion, can't cure you."

Jin Feichi was extremely dissatisfied and wanted to get back his position.

A large seal suddenly appeared in his hand.

The Great Seal radiated light, hovered in the sky under Jin Feichi's control, turned into a mountain and pressed down on Luo Qianqiu.

It's rolling in, as if the sky is collapsing.

The powerful oppressive force shattered parts of the newly built stone statue.

The people around only felt the buzzing in their eardrums, and couldn't help but retreat.

They understood at this moment that people with great influence really have great abilities.

Can't help but worry about Luo Qianqiu.

"Back up."

Luo Qianqiu snatched Ling Tianjian from the arms of Gu Youyue next to him, and slashed it down through the scabbard.

The cold light pierced through the void and slashed towards the mountain.

Suddenly...

The sound of thunder rolling sounded.

The mountain was shattered, and the sword light fell down, slashing towards Jin Fei.

The mighty sword moves, as if a wild beast wants to devour him with its mouth wide open.

"Fifth Young Master, be careful."

The middle-aged man next to him suddenly reminded.

After the words fell, the sword force had already fallen on Jin Feichi.

boom……

Jin Feichi was suddenly sent flying, and several bloodstains appeared on his face and body.

Blood flowed!

Luo Qianqiu was still sitting on the chair as firmly as Mount Tai, without even raising his eyelids.

Jin Feichi felt no severe pain, only shame, a deep shame.

He sacrificed the low-rank noble weapon, but he was still defeated.

Luo Qianqiu didn't even draw his sword.

that sword...

Jin Feichi looked at the sword in Luo Qianqiu's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help being furious.

Isn't this the sword he wants to take from Jin Hou's Forest Protector?

Protector Lin is dead, but the sword is in Luo Qianqiu's hands.

Doesn't it mean that Protector Lin died in Luo Qianqiu's hands.

"Guardian Lin died in your hands?"

For the servants of Jinhou's mansion, the impact of a few deaths is not great, but it is different when Protector Lin dies.

He is not only the elder of the Marquis of Jin, but also the protector of the Principality of Chiyan, a talent of the country.

"You mean the old man in the red robe, if so, then it is."

Holding the sword, Luo Qianqiu walked slowly towards Jin Feichi.

"Do it, kill him."

Jin Feichi took a step back and gave up his position.

He is not a fool, he dared to come here to look for it because he had someone to rely on.

Fang Fei, the worship elder of Jinhou Mansion!
"Young man, your days are numbered."

The middle-aged man beside Jin Feichi stepped forward and slowly raised his hand, a violent storm gathered and brewed on his palm.

woohoo hoo...

The sound like a tsunami made everyone around look shocked.

Luo Qianqiu is on the opposite side, as if facing the huge waves in the sea, incomparably insignificant.

However, although it looks small, it is as stable as Mount Tai. No matter how the wind blows, I will stand still.

bass……

The sound of Luo Qianqiu slowly drawing his sword sounded.

Every inch the sword was pulled out, a blood-red light overflowed, exuding an incomparably fierce aura.

A gust of sword energy surrounded Luo Qianqiu, tearing the gust of wind from Fang Fei's palm to pieces.

"Extremely high-end artifact."

Beside, Jin Feichi watched this scene, and couldn't help but grow his mouth.

At the beginning, he didn't know that this sword was a top-grade weapon, otherwise why would he only let Protector Lin take it.

No wonder, Protector Lin would die under Luo Qianqiu's hands.

"That sword, I must get it."

Jin Feichi looked at the Ling Tian Sword in Luo Qianqiu's hand, his eyes were fiery.

call……

At this moment, Fang Fei's gust of wind has swept towards Luo Qianqiu.

Luo Qianqiu held the sword and cut it down.

The sword shines like a rainbow, piercing the sky, and cutting towards the storm like a crescent moon.

The powerful aura exuded made everyone around feel palpitations.

boom……

At a certain moment, the sword light shredded the storm, and violent power swept away.

Luo Qianqiu and Fang Fei each took a few steps back.

In Luo Qianqiu's pupils, a fighting spirit emerged.

In Fang Fei's pupils, he was even more shocked.

He is a strong man in the eighth level of the Immortal Gate Realm, and with a full blow, he is only on par with Luo Qianqiu.

Even with the bonus of the top-grade venerable weapon, it would not be able to achieve this effect.

"Come again."

Fang Fei only felt that his face was damaged, he couldn't help getting angry, snorted coldly, and gathered his strength again.

"Humph……"

At this moment, a cold snort resounded in the air.

Fang Fei felt as if struck by lightning, and flew out instantly, his face pale and bloodless.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Who, which senior is here."

Fang Fei looked around with a shocked expression on his face.

A soft snort caused him to be seriously injured. This strength is definitely a strong man in the realm of life.

"I am the fifth son of the Jinhou Mansion of Chiyan Principality..."

Jin Feichi also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly reported out of the house.

It's just that before he finished speaking, an invisible palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and slapped him.

Snapped!
Rao Yijin was flying to the sixth level of the Immortal Realm, but he couldn't react in time. He was sent flying upside down, and half of his face was swollen.

"Are the people in Jinhou Mansion amazing?"

"The people of Jinhou's Mansion can come here to trouble others like this?"

"Jinhou Mansion is a fart. The reputation of Chiyan Principality was ruined by you bunch of trash."

An angry voice sounded, scolding Jinhou's mansion as inferior to pigs and dogs.

Only then did everyone see clearly that a white-haired old man slowly walked out from the crowd.

When he saw this person clearly, Jin Feichi, who was originally full of anger, suddenly looked like a withered flower, without any temper.

Fang Fei in the distance was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Fengfengfeng... Feng Patriarch!"

Patriarch Feng?

(End of this chapter)