The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng took the initiative to speak, so Yangguo naturally couldn't delay any longer.

Sasuke Shunta snorted coldly and took his people to sit down.

Qin Feng didn't even take a break after getting off the car, and he stood on the stage directly.

The stage arranged by Yangguo this time was also spacious, leaving enough space for them to move around.

As Qin Feng came on stage, many audiences booed.

Qin Feng didn't care. After all, the louder they booed, the more the world martial arts looked down on them, and it was not him who was embarrassed.

Sasuke Shunta had just suffered a loss, and immediately explained to the people around him in a babbling manner, asking him to go down and say hello.

The heads of each family also began to warn their men, and the scene instantly became quiet.

Han Qiusheng and others sat down casually. Fang Jianming and his car had just arrived, and he sat next to Sasuke Shunta.

Before sitting down, Fang Jianming and Sasuke Shunta exchanged glances. There was some information hidden in their eyes, but no one said it out.

Jin Lanxin stared at Qin Feng on the ring with her eyes.

It was winter now, and it was unknown when it would start snowing again, but the weather was very good at noon today, and the sun was shining brightly, casting a thin golden glow over the entire ring.

Qin Feng stood in the center of the ring, and the sun shone on him, as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor.

He shook his wrist lightly, and the Yuchang sword that had killed Takahashi Kawaya, Guigu Liuli, and Sato Naganobu in succession was revealed to everyone, shining brightly under the sun, like a cold light, adding a bit of murderous aura to the clear and snowy weather.

Looking at his appearance that attracted everyone's attention, Jin Lanxin secretly clenched her fists: "Today, I must make you die!"

She was not the only one who had this idea. At this moment, the person who wanted Qin Feng to die the most at the scene should be Yuan Zhiya.

Her father was forced to swallow the poison of Longguo, and her brother's life and death were handed over to Qin Feng. How could she not hate him?

If Qin Feng hadn't appeared, her brother wouldn't have to face such a big crisis.

Under the training of Genji, Yuan Zhiming would soon be able to stand out and lead Genji to a new peak.

But because of Qin Feng's appearance, the entire Genji fell into a crisis!

It would be best if Qin Feng could die directly on the ring!

Of course, the ten geniuses of Yang Country should have the same idea as her at this time.

Although Sato Naganobu's death was concealed, the ten geniuses present had watched the video of Qin Feng's single challenge with Sato Naganobu in order to observe his moves and weaknesses.

But it's a pity that it would be better if they didn't watch the video. At least before watching the video, they were full of confidence and didn't think they would be worse than the warriors of Long Country.

They even thought that Qin Feng was just seeking fame and reputation, and that the people of Long Country were exaggerating to flatter themselves.

But when they finished watching the video and witnessed Sato Naganobu's death, a sense of horror rose out of thin air.

There is no other reason, the strength displayed by Qin Feng is too strong!

Among them, several Tianjiao who were not at the scene felt a strong sense of fear just through the screen.

Qin Feng was so powerful that it was suffocating!

Now Qin Feng stood in the center of the ring, glanced at them, and smiled faintly: "Why, you dare not go up?"

The ten Tianjiao looked at each other, but none of them had the intention to move.

Qin Feng saw through their thoughts at a glance, simply because Qin Feng had not officially announced whether this duel was a one-on-one round-robin battle or one against ten.

Because it was not clear, none of them wanted to go first.

They were afraid that Qin Feng would regret it at the last minute and want a one-on-one round-robin battle, then they would have no chance of winning at all, and going up would be seeking death.

And they were proud of their status, and no one was willing to ask first, for fear of losing in momentum.

Qin Feng saw through their thoughts at a glance and smiled calmly: "Since you are all here, then you can all come together. It's a waste of time to come one by one."

Hearing this, the ten proud sons of heaven, led by Yuan Zhiming, felt deeply humiliated, but at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, if ten people fight one, they may not have no chance of winning.

Thinking of the agreement between Genji and Qin Feng, Yuan Zhiming took a deep breath and was the first to stand on the ring. Seeing this, Ishihara Satoshi hurried to follow.

With someone taking the lead, the others naturally moved.

As the ten of them came on stage, thunderous applause rang out at the scene.

Qin Feng didn't care about their home advantage. He didn't come to compete, but... to kill people.

His eyes fell on the two people from the imperial court.

Unlike others, Shibai Kenta and Iwate Keita did not have much warrior domineering aura, but instead had a strong yin aura, which was similar to when Cao Bian used the cat ghost.

The others can keep their lives, but these two must die.

"NonsenseStop talking, I don't understand, just start. "

The ten Tianjiao looked at each other, and their aura burst out instantly, rushing forward.

Ten figures attacked like wolves and tigers, they were agile, and their swords revealed ruthlessness and determination.

However, Qin Feng was as steady as a rock, his expression was calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad, the ten Tianjiao of Yang country are not in vain, but compared with the pride of our Long country, they are not a little bit worse. "Qin Feng's voice was as cold as snow.

He didn't move until the first person approached.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and every swing of the sword brought a sharp sound of wind.

His sword skills were agile and changeable, sometimes like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, sometimes like a dragon playing in the water, and every attack seemed to tell of his tenacity and determination.

He faced ten martial arts geniuses alone without any retreat.

The sword skills were as smooth as flowing water and as fierce as a gust of wind.

He resisted the siege of ten geniuses by himself and broke through their defenses again and again.

"Bang! "With a sound, Qin Feng chopped off Yuan Zhiming's attack with a sword. The tip of his sword pointed at his throat, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he did not want his life.

Yuan Zhiming was shocked by the momentum of this sword, and for a while he could not attack again.

Qin Feng did not relax his vigilance because of the difference in strength. It is a taboo for warriors to underestimate the enemy.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, and prepared for the next round of attack.

The battle lasted for a short time, and the clothes of the ten geniuses were soaked with sweat.

And Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a firm light, and his steps were firm and powerful.

His swordsmanship became more and more proficient, and every attack seemed to tell of his tenacity and determination.

Finally, some people began to retreat, and their faces showed a look of horror.

They knew that they could not defeat this young man, and his swordsmanship had surpassed the scope of their understanding.