The Dragon from Hell

Xuan Yue, who was still angry a moment ago, suddenly had a confused look in her eyes and her body was stiff, but she had no intention of attacking anymore.

Needless to say, she was controlled by An Zisheng's bewitching technique again.

She almost knelt down to apologize just now, because she was tricked by An Zisheng.

It must be said that An Zisheng's bewitching technique was really amazing. He didn't even make any movements to cast the spell, and Qin Feng didn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power. He could make Xuan Yue lose her self-consciousness just by thinking.

At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly frowned and dodged sideways.

Xuan Yue, who was originally attacking An Zisheng, suddenly turned around and swung a sword in the direction of Qin Feng at lightning speed.

If Qin Feng hadn't reacted in time, this sword would have pierced his head.

"Xuan Yue, what are you doing?" Dong Gong Ya opened her eyes wide. She didn't expect Xuan Yue to suddenly attack Qin Feng, and hurried forward to stop her.

But Xuanyue's eyes were confused, as if she had completely forgotten that she was their companion. Facing Donggongya who came to stop her, she did not hesitate to strike with another sword.

Fortunately, she had learned from her previous attack on Qin Feng, so Donggongya dodged very quickly.

But Xuanyue was relentless and attacked again with her sword, not distinguishing between friend and foe!

Everyone knew that Xuanyue must have been controlled, so Donggongya could not use heavy hands, so she could only dodge blindly and kept calling Xuanyue to try to wake her up.

Nan Hexuan saw that the situation was not good, and Xuanyue was killing every step. He was afraid that Donggongya would not be able to cope with it and get hurt, so he immediately stepped forward to help.

Gongsun Miao also wanted to control Xuanyue with them, but he was afraid that he would hurt Xuanyue, so he could only worry.

An Zisheng waved his fan and watched them fight. He smiled faintly: "As expected of a Peach Blossom Spring descendant of a god, he is indeed extraordinary. His swordsmanship is really amazing. It's a pity that his talent is average, he has too little experience, and he is too immature, otherwise..."

He looked at Qin Feng: "That sword should have killed you just now."

Looking at the smile on the man's face, Qin Feng's eyes became colder and colder.

"You shouldn't use such magic on her."

"Shouldn't?" An Zisheng smiled and shook his head: "I said just now that in this era, the strong prey on the weak. There is no right or wrong. It depends on whether you have the strength."

"Why, are you angry?"

"What a pity, anger is the most useless emotion. If you feel dissatisfied, you can..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed suddenly came from the space.

A black light flashed, with a chilling chill.

An Zisheng, who was smiling, suddenly felt a sharp suggestion. A cold light flashed in his smiling eyes, and he immediately blocked it with the feather fan in his hand.

——Dang!

Although it was a feather fan, the feathers broke after touching Qin Feng's sin sword, but it resisted the sword with a fan bone.

Qin Feng did not use his full strength, and it was really surprising that a fan bone that looked like bamboo could block the sin sword.

"Haha, your sword is good." An Zisheng tilted his head and took a look at the sin sword.

The black long sword exuded a different aura from ordinary magic weapons.

An Zisheng had never seen this sword before, but he became very interested in it the moment he saw it.

"Such a good sword fell into the hands of a mortal like you. It's a pity."

"Why don't you name a price? I will keep the sword for you, and today's matter can be written off."

"How about it?"

An Zisheng's tone was calm, and even the gentle smile on his face did not loosen at all. It sounded as if he was having a friendly negotiation with Qin Feng.

But his words were not to be rejected, and he stared at Qin Feng's eyes while speaking.

The next moment, Qin Feng felt a hand plucking a string in his mind.

All kinds of emotions in his brain suddenly emerged, and then were instantly smoothed out by a hand. A cold voice sounded in his mind: "Kneel down!"

The moment the voice sounded, the taut string in his mind almost broke.

But it was only almost, because Qin Feng looked back and saw that there was actually no emotion in An Zisheng's smiling eyes.

His pupils were darker than those of most people, like a drop of thick ink on a blank piece of paper.

If you stare at his eyes, you will find that there seems to be a black vortex in his eyes, which can easily attract people, and make them lose their minds and be dominated by the voice in their hearts.

But Qin Feng's sword did not deviate at all. He did not even stop for a moment, as if he was not affected by the man in front of him.

The sword was awe-inspiring, and when it brushed against An Zisheng's side face, a wisp of black hair floated away.

It was also at this moment that An Zisheng's heart suddenly became confused.

His dark pupils briefly flashed.Contraction, and at this moment, Xuan Yue, who was "fighting each other" with Dong Gong Ya and others, suddenly stopped and fainted.

Fortunately, Gongsun Miao had been watching her, and he quickly hugged her in his arms.

Looking down, Xuan Yue's eyes were closed, her face was pale, and even the sword in her hand fell to the ground, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

"Old Qin!" Gongsun Miao was very angry, and turned around and called Qin Feng.

Qin Feng knew without looking back that Xuan Yue fainted, because she subconsciously knew that she was controlled by An Zisheng, and she should have been struggling psychologically.

She couldn't bear such mental and physical loss.

Qin Feng didn't respond, and the black sword was placed on An Zisheng's neck.

An Zisheng turned his head and saw a strand of his hair slowly falling, and even the hair crown on his head was scattered.

But his expression did not change, and he even clapped his hands: "Now I know why you, a mortal, can enter the Wuxiang Sect. You are really capable."

"Not only did you not fall into my soul-stealing technique, but you also attacked so cleanly and neatly."

"If you didn't have a spirit bone, I think the Wuxiang Sect really made a profit this time."

When he mentioned the Wuxiang Sect, his tone seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Facing Qin Feng's sword, he didn't seem to be afraid at all. Even though the sword was on his neck, he could still continue to talk and laugh.

Sang Cancan was angry. She was gloating over Xuanyue and the others fighting each other, but now she was glaring: "Qin Feng! What on earth do you want to do!"

"Do you know what Brother Zisheng is? How dare you disrespect him?"

"You are just a mortal, a lowly person, and you dare to attack Brother Zi'an. You are looking for death!"

Sang Cancan drew his sword and was stopped by An Zisheng: "Hey, Cancan, I think this brother Qin is very interesting."

"It's a very interesting thing. I had a lot of fun today."

"After leaving Wuxiang Sect for so many years, this lifeless immortal sect finally has some new things..."