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"Boom!"

Qin Feng's fist shattered the space, and the nine forbidden powers were superimposed, directly combining Bing Po's eight swords into one and breaking them into the void.

At the same time, the deputy leader of Bingpo's face was ashen, and he was affected by the fist on the spot and flew out, with blood spurting out in mid-air.

The next moment, Qin Feng's Immortal Binding Lock moved like a wandering dragon, pierced through the void, and directly tied Bing Po, the deputy leader of the Bingling clan, into a rice dumpling and dumped it on the mountain.

"Hiss!"

Qin Feng suddenly used ice attribute skills, which were frozen for thousands of miles. As an earthly immortal's advanced martial arts, its power was so terrifying that it shocked everyone present.

The monks watching the battle all gasped, their eyes extremely shocked.

When they looked at the deputy clan leader Bing Po lying in the middle of the territory, their colors changed, and they were horrified to death.

The chain that bound the deputy leader emitted a shimmering cold light, blocking magical energy and making them all palpitate.

The attributes of Qin Feng's skills are too high. His fists can destroy mountains and rivers. He can destroy Bingpo's ultimate move with one punch. The fighting ability between the two is very high.

"Oh my God, this is terrible."

"This is the true sense of retrograde slaying of immortals!"

"..."

All the monks around him turned pale with fear. Even the great elder, who had just lost an arm by Qin Feng, could not remain calm.

Such strength was really terrifying, and it refreshed his understanding. He was on the wrong team just now, which made him unable to control himself.

The thought that the other party might take revenge on him frightened him to death!

"Just like this, you dare to show off your power in front of me. You really don't overestimate your capabilities."

Qin Feng had a calm expression on his face and did not take the deputy chief of the Bingling clan seriously at all. He looked sideways at Bingpo who was lying on the ground, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth.

"You are worthy of being the leader of the Ice Spirit Clan. With your cultivation level, you dare to send me to the Flame Clan?"

Qin Feng stepped forward, golden light flowing from his feet, and stepped towards the deputy chief of the Bingling clan.

"Ah... don't come over here!"

Bing Po, the deputy leader of the Ice Spirit Clan, was lying on the ground, extremely helpless. You had lost all your power and could only let him slaughter you. This made him so scared that he pissed and pissed.

"puff!"

Qin Feng was unmoved. He wrapped his foot in golden light and broke it into pieces. Then, Qin Feng waved his hand, and the immortal chain ignited the divine fire, burning away the horizontal strike on it, making it as bright as new.

"Who else?"

Qin Feng stared at everyone around him, with a bright smile on his face.

Privately, all the monks of the Bingling clan were trembling with fear and no longer dared to make any remarks.

At this moment, they finally understood why the head of their family, Bing Li, would not agree to take down Qin Feng. It turned out that they had already seen Qin Feng's terrifying combat power.

However, the other party did not remind the deputy chiefs and elders at all, and obviously wanted to take this opportunity to beat these people.

"Clan leader, stop looking and come out."

Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his white Taoist robes flying. His clothes were spotless and extremely ethereal.

As Qin Feng's words fell, Bing Li, the leader of the Bingling Clan, who was observing from a distance with the help of formations, came from the air and came to the field.

"Everything can't be hidden from my little friend's perception. I really admire you."

The leader of the Bingling clan surrendered his hand to Qin Feng. He was impressed by Qin Feng's strength and did not dare to have any arrogance.

"You're quite good at watching the fun."

A bright smile appeared on Qin Feng's face. He smiled and looked at the leader of the Bingling clan, as if everything was under control.

"My little friend, you are joking. You are going to teach the scum of the Bingling clan a lesson. Naturally, I can only watch from the sidelines."

"What's more, your strength is amazing. Even if I attack with all my strength, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent."

Bing Li, the leader of the Ice Spirit Clan, looked completely unconcerned at this moment. He had just stepped down as the leader of the Ice Spirit Clan. As for the future results, it had nothing to do with him.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill all the elders and monks of the Ice Spirit clan?"

Qin Feng looked at Bing Li with evil intentions. This person was very scheming. If the Bing Ling clan were in his hands, they might not be able to flourish, but they could still survive.

"I am no longer the leader of the Ice Spirit Clan. What happens to the Ice Spirit Clan in the future has nothing to do with me."

Bing Li also had a fox-like smile on his face. He knew that he was no match for Qin Feng, so he was able to bend and stretch, and he was truly a character.

"Clan leader, for the sake of our Ice Spirit Tribe, you can't let go no matter what!"

At this moment, the great elder of the Ice Spirit Clan saw hope. The clan leader's appearance instantly made him find his backbone.

As long as the leader of the Ice Spirit Clan can take charge of the overall situation, then the Ice Spirit Clan will not all suffer in the hands of this young man.

"What did you do earlier? Now you know that I am the leader of the clan, but it's a pity that I quit."

Bing Li, the original leader of the Bingling Clan, waved his hand and was not moved at all.

If you want him to take the lead and challenge Qin Feng's authority, he won't be so stupid.

"But clan leader, for the sake of the safety of our Bingling clan, you can't let go!"

The Great Elder and the rest of the elders and monks understand each other with emotion and reason. In their opinion, as long as Bing Ling is willing to take charge of the overall situation, there is still hope for the Bing Ling clan.

"It's okay if you want me to be the clan leader. You all swear that you will not take action against Mr. Qin, and you are not allowed to have any ill intentions towards Mr. Qin. You must also apologize to Mr. Qin!"

After hearing this, Bing Ling finally relented. This was the position passed down to him by his master. Although he didn't have any great abilities, he couldn't do it even if he watched the Bing Ling clan truly perish.

"Follow the instructions of the patriarch."

"The patriarch is right."

"We all agree with what the patriarch said."

At this moment, all the monks of the Bingling clan, led by the great elder, sincerely saluted the leader of the Bingling clan. As long as Bingli is in charge of the overall situation, there is still hope for them.

By then, even if the leader of the Flame Clan arrives, with Ice Spirit standing in front of them, they will be able to calmly find an opportunity to escape.

"I'll give you half an hour to prepare. You must apologize to Mr. Qin!"

Bingli waved his hand. He knew that it would not be easy to dispel Qin Feng's anger. It was impossible for people like the Great Elder to bleed without heavy bleeding.

"Someone is hosting a banquet!"

Bing Li gave instructions and decided to hold a banquet to entertain Qin Feng and ask about what happened to the Flame Clan.

As he left with Qin Feng and others, some elders and monks gathered around the great elder and began to discuss the consequences of this incident.

"What should I do, Great Elder?"

"What else can we do? The clan leader does not agree to send Qin Feng to the Flame Clan, and we are not his opponents. We can only wait and see what happens."

"But if the Flame Clan is blamed, our Ice Spirit Clan will also die. It's just a matter of sooner or later!"