The Dragon from Hell

Seeing that Qin Feng actually ignored their words and insisted on buying books, the black-clothed young man got angry.

He rushed over and blocked Qin Feng's way: "You are not allowed to go!"

He glared at Qin Feng and said: "Every book here is not something you should touch!"

Qin Feng crossed his arms and simply looked at him with a smile: "You don't want me to buy books here, are you afraid that I, a mortal, can not only practice the magic here, but even practice it better than you?"

Upon hearing this, the black-clothed young man was stunned at first, and then he and his companions laughed together.

"Did you hear what he said? He said that he would be better than me in practicing magic here!"

"Hahaha, he is so arrogant. A mortal who can't even gather spiritual power dares to say such things. How shameless!"

"That's right. Does he know what he is talking about?"

"I think he is really crazy."

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Qin Feng said calmly: "If not, then my buying books here will have no effect on you, right? You are trying so hard to stop me, it's hard not to think that you are guilty."

The books here are not rare and unique. Most of the magic that can be spread from the mountain to here are simple magic that are common on the street.

The sword skills of the sword cultivators are the same. They are basically simple moves and cannot be regarded as unique skills.

These magics are not worth looking down on by the formal disciples on the mountain. Even if they practice for ten years, they can't practice anything fancy.

And Qin Feng is a mortal. How well can he practice?

The black-clothed youth put away his smile and looked at Qin Feng with hostility: "Are you provoking me now?"

"It's not provocation." Qin Feng said lightly: "Either you prove that I am indeed not qualified to buy the books here. Or, you admit that you are guilty and afraid, and then make way for me, you choose."

Hearing this, the black-clothed youth was completely angry, and his companions looked at Qin Feng with hostility.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Teach him a lesson, let him understand the gap between mortals and us!"

This sentence completely ignited the war. The black-clothed youth stared at Qin Feng and said: "I also give you two choices, either admit that you are a waste, kneel down and apologize to me, and get out of here. After a year, you will leave Wuxiang Mountain obediently."

"Or, I will beat you up, raise you in the town for a year, and then you will be sent away."

Qin Feng smiled without saying a word, hugging his arms and not moving.

"Haha, you are looking for death!"

This time, the black-clothed youth completely thought that he was provoking him, and immediately drew his sword.

The sword flashed, and everyone in the store, except the waiter, began to cheer, and they were busy making a fuss, which was more lively than the New Year.

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Show him some color!"

"Let him understand the gap between mortals and us!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sword of the young man in black clothes had reached Qin Feng.

The cultivation level of the young man in black clothes was not high, and he was only in the Qi Refining Stage, but no one present thought he would lose.

There was spiritual power flowing on his sword, swift and powerful.

Just when everyone thought that Qin Feng would be stabbed by a sword, he lightly avoided the sword of the young man in black clothes and passed by him with a sideways turn.

He hugged his arms and had no intention of attacking at all.

After passing by the young man in black clothes, he lightly hooked his foot and brought the young man in black clothes to the ground.

These two actions happened too quickly, and even many people's cheers were cut off in their mouths before they were halfway through.

"What's going on? What just happened?"

Not to mention the onlookers, even the black-clothed young man himself didn't know what happened.

His sword intent just now was clearly brewed, and even brewed spiritual power. It stands to reason that he should be able to hit a mortal with one strike.

But why did he not only hit every time, but was even knocked down by Qin Feng lightly?

He is a cultivator!

The black-clothed young man gritted his teeth, regardless of the gazes of others, and recited the sword formula in his mouth. The long sword in his hand immediately flew towards Qin Feng, and there was a faint flash of lightning on it.

The black-clothed young man was a thunder-type spiritual bone, but his spiritual bone was not of high grade and had impurities.

But it should be enough to deal with an ordinary person.

The long sword mixed with thunder spells stabbed behind Qin Feng, and many people exclaimed.

This sword may not be a big deal for others, but Qin Feng is just an ordinary person after all. If he is stabbed by this sword, he will definitely die!

Although they looked down on Qin Feng, he was still a candidate for the Wuxiang Sect.

It was okay for him to be eaten by mountain spirits and wild monsters, because he was incompetent.

But if he was eaten by the mountain spirits and wild monsters on the first day,The Wuxiang Sect must give an explanation for killing the cultivator.

After all, when Wuxiang Sect recruited him to the mountain, it announced to the entire Linxian Continent. Now all the sects on Linxian Continent are waiting to see how far Qin Feng, a mortal, can cultivate. Wuxiang Sect will not let him be killed easily.

It seems that the black-clothed young man is furious.

At the moment when the long sword fell out of his hand, the black-clothed young man himself regretted it.

Seeing that Qin Feng did not dodge as if he had no reaction at all, he regretted it even more.

He was really crazy. How could he be so cruel? If he really killed this mortal, wouldn’t it cause trouble for himself?

At that time, it would be good enough if Wuxiang Sect did not kill him, not to mention going up the mountain to become a formal disciple!

Everyone thought that Qin Feng was dead, and the black-clothed young man was also dead.

Just when the long sword was about to pierce the back of Qin Feng's head, it seemed as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He tilted his head without turning his head and actually avoided the sword of the black-clothed young man.

And he stretched out two fingers and easily pinched the sword of the black-clothed young man.

The lightning on the sword flashed twice, but it didn't have any effect on Qin Feng!

The black-clothed young man was still in a regretful mood, and he was stunned when he saw this scene: "What, what is this?"

Qin Feng tilted his head to look at the long sword pinched by his two fingers, and shook his head: "Although it is a fairy sword, the grade is not high, and the quality is also ordinary."

"This sword is not suitable for you."

After saying that, even though the sword was still flashing with light lightning, Qin Feng directly folded it with two fingers.

In this way, the sword was directly broken in half from the place where Qin Feng's fingers pinched it!

Everyone looked at this scene and was completely shocked.

——Dang!

Qin Feng turned around, threw the broken sword on the ground, and looked at the young man in black clothes with a smile.

The young man in black clothes was still staring at his broken sword lying on the ground, his face full of dullness and disbelief.

"Now, can I go buy books?"