The Dragon from Hell

"A Ling!"

Gusu Li did not expect Hui Ling to attack at this time, and even drew her sword directly.

If a disciple draws his sword in front of the elders of the sect, the elders can kill him without reason!

"A Ling, put down your sword!" Gusu Li shouted anxiously.

Hui Ling held the sword horizontally, looked at Guan Ling expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Put it down? Do you want to watch him kill you? I can't do it!"

She was able to endure until now, because of the face of the sect and because Guan Ling was an elder.

But in the previous attack, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Guan Ling did not hold back at all.

Although it was not enough to kill Gusu Li, it was certain that half of his cultivation was destroyed.

Guan Ling retracted his hand and glanced at Hui Ling. After meeting her murderous gaze, he was not panicked at all, but sneered: "Why, have the disciples of Fengling Mountain become so arrogant?"

"One disobeyed orders, and the other attacked the elders of the sect. Are they tired of living?"

Gong Jin was also panicked at this time. He didn't expect Hui Ling to take action, but he was a member of the Thousand Swords Sect after all, and he was the initiator of this incident. After all, he couldn't stand up and speak, and even if he did, it would be useless.

He could only worry.

Hui Ling put down the long sword, but did not take it back.

On the long sword in his hand, a layer of frost had condensed on the blade.

"Reply to the elder, I dare not, I am just doing what I think is right."

She turned her head and glanced at Qin Feng, and said lightly: "We, Wuxiang Sect, have let you down once, and we will not let you down a second time."

Qin Feng did not comment on her words.

Guan Ling's eyes suddenly focused: "Asshole!"

Then, a frost emerged from Guan Ling's sleeves like a long dragon in the ice and snow, and rushed directly to Hui Ling's face.

Hui Ling felt something in her heart, and while her eyes were focused, she immediately stepped on the ground and pulled a little distance away.

But the long dragon seemed to have its own life, no longer just frost, but chased in the direction of Hui Ling, biting her body tightly.

Hui Ling turned the long sword in her hand, and the sword came from the west, with sword energy running wild.

Since she couldn't avoid it, she would meet it!

She swept the sword horizontally, and the sword energy swept away the layers of waves, and unfolded it from the middle of the dragon.

However, the gap in strength was still too big. After the dragon exploded, dozens of ice flowers burst out instantly.

This time Hui Ling couldn't dodge in time, and these exploding ice flowers exploded around her, which would definitely freeze half of her body into ice!

"A Ling!" Gu Su Li tried to get up, and his spiritual power surged, and he went to Hui Ling.

However, he was injured now, and his movements were much slower, so he was too late.

The location where the ice flowers exploded was too close to Hui Ling, and even Hui Ling herself could not avoid so many ice flowers!

The scene in front of them made people's hearts tighten, and everyone thought that Hui Ling was dead.

But at this moment, a dark figure quietly approached Hui Ling, grabbed her arm, and pushed her to the side.

At the same time, the man burst out with powerful strength, directly met the dozens of exploding ice flowers, and punched loudly.

A dragon roar sounded, and dozens of ice flowers were shattered into powder before they could completely explode!

Then, before these powders could fall to the ground, they turned into smoke and dissipated in the air.

The chill had not yet subsided, and the cold air blurred the figure.

Until the moment when the cold air completely faded, everyone's breath was choked.

"This is impossible!"

The person who exclaimed was Sang Cancan. She originally thought that the person who attacked was Gusu Li.

But when the cold air dissipated and Qin Feng's cold face was revealed, she still couldn't help but exclaim.

Guan Ling's attack just now condensed at least 50% of his spiritual power, which is the top ice magic.

Even a powerful cultivator like Hui Ling couldn't dodge it, and Gusu Li didn't even have time to rush to Hui Ling's side. How did he do it?

And just at that moment, they seemed to feel the fluctuation of spiritual power!

Qin Feng can actually condense spiritual power!

"Qin Feng?"

Gusu Li was stunned in place, looking at the dark back, his pupils trembled slightly.

Hui Ling had just stood firm, and when she turned around, she saw Qin Feng, and her face, which had been expressionless for many years, showed a rare shock.

Just now... was it him?

Qin Feng stood there, with some frost and snow on his shoulders, which he brushed away calmly.

"It's just a small matter, why make such a big fuss? I, the person involved, haven't spoken yet, why are you so anxious? Don't forget, the person they are betting on is me."

Qin Feng was wearing a black robe, because he was not used to wearing ancient costumes, the collar of his clothes wasIt looked a bit loose, and he just used a belt to hold his clothes together.

This made him look like a playboy.

His silver-white hair was more eye-catching against the black clothes, and the black sword on his back was casually carried on his back, with no intention of unsheathing it.

Seeing him so calmly brush off the snow on his clothes, Guan Ling's pupils suddenly condensed.

He naturally knew Qin Feng's identity, and he also clearly saw how Qin Feng made his move just now.

He just couldn't believe it.

His trick was easily resolved by a mortal?

At this moment, Guan Ling's murderous intent suddenly rose.

"Haha, you also know that this matter started with you, so you should know that you can't escape in the end. Are you eager to die if you take action at this time?"

Qin Feng chuckled and said lightly: "This elder Guan has a bad temper. Not only does he hurt people at will, but he also beats people from his own sect."

"I have only heard of beating others to help one's own people, but I have never heard of beating one's own people to boost others' ambitions."

"If this gets out, can I think that the elders of our Wuxiang Sect are spineless, and a junior of Qianjian Sect can scare the elders of our own sect to kill their own disciples with just a few words?"

"And they are two talented disciples."

Gusu Li and Hui Ling have a high status among the disciples of the sect, and their influence is not small.

There are no weak people who come out of Fengling Mountain. It is a place where only strong people come from.

And the disciple of Qianjian Sect is at best Gong Jin's younger brother. His status in Wuxiang Sect may not be very high.

But Guan Ling didn't care. After all, he was not from Fengling Mountain, so he naturally didn't care why the good seedlings of Fengling Mountain were defeated.

What he cared about was that the mortal in front of him was actually provoking him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Feng: "Do you know what you are doing?"

In front of the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage, this mortal... How dare he?

Qin Feng heard this, but he chuckled: "Of course I know, I am... naturally provoking."