The Dragon from Hell

——Puff!

As soon as Zhang Kai finished speaking, everyone heard a dull sound.

The Yuchang sword cut through iron like mud, and it took almost no effort to penetrate Zhang Kai's head.

Even when the tip of the sword came out from the back of Zhang Kai's head, not a drop of blood flowed out.

Zhang Kai's whole body froze, and he wanted to raise his head but found that his head could not move. He moved his eyes upwards and saw a sword piercing directly through his eyebrows.

His pupils suddenly dilated, full of disbelief, and then gradually expanded: "How dare you..."

He never thought that Qin Feng would dare to kill him.

Originally, he thought that after this time, even if he killed Qin Feng, the higher-ups would not blame him, and at most give him some punishment.

But Qin Feng was gone, and there was no obstacle to his relationship with Gao Yaya.

In the future, he will inherit his parents' status, and may even become the head of Nanling Qianxing Hall, and may also go to the Imperial Capital Martial God Temple to serve.

He had a bright future, he would become the son-in-law of Hengdian, he would become the head of Nanling Wushen Temple...

Unfortunately, these things that were originally planned to be realized soon in his life have now disappeared.

And all of this ended in the hands of Qin Feng, a person he had never taken seriously since the first time he met him.

Qin Feng drew out the Yuchang sword, and the red and white things flew wildly in an instant. He had already avoided it lightly and said to Zhang Kai's face full of reluctance and anger: "See, this is how I take action."

The scene was instantly silent.

Zhang Kai didn't have time to say anything else, his pupils were completely dilated, and the whole person fell straight down, splashing dust all over the sky.

Until the end, his face was covered with blood, and he stared at the sky with wide eyes, indescribable reluctance, shock, and grief...

Perhaps until the end, he couldn't figure out why Qin Feng dared to stab him to death with a sword in front of so many nephews and nieces of the Zhang family and in front of his mother.

But the reality is like this. No matter how much he didn't believe it, he still fell down and turned into a gradually cooling corpse.

The other people present were stunned, their hands and feet couldn't stop shaking, and a chill kept rushing to their heads.

Before today, most of them had never heard of the name Qin Feng.

But now, his viciousness, his rampantness, and his indifference instantly imprinted the name "Qin Feng" in the hearts of everyone present.

"Xiao Kai! Son! My son!"

Tang Simei finally reacted, and then burst into a hysterical roar: "Qin Feng! How dare you! How dare you!"

"You deserve to die! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"Go! Kill him, kill Qin Feng, I want his whole family to be buried with my son!"

The moment she realized that her only son was dead, Tang Simei had lost her mind.

At this time, she had completely lost the dignity and elegance of the beautiful woman before, and instead was a kind of madness like a street shrew, desperately giving orders.

Hearing this, more than a dozen Zhang family masters rushed forward, took out their weapons and rushed straight to Qin Feng.

The other spectators retreated far away, fearing that this disaster would affect them.

There were a total of fourteen masters, all of whom were Xuanjing warriors carefully trained by the Zhang family, and each of them held a weapon that could cut iron like mud.

Most people present would never dare to confront this lineup.

After Tang Simei gave an order, fourteen masters rushed forward, with murderous intent.

The sword flashed, and the specially trained masters had cold faces, but the murderous intent was impossible to ignore.

These people were very fast, and every figure passing by was like a gust of wind, difficult to catch.

They approached Qin Feng in an instant, and the flash of the sword was about to take his life.

"This kid is finished!"

Seeing the skills of these dozen people, someone subconsciously shouted.

- Whoosh!

Qin Feng glanced and saw the positions of the fourteen people.

Then he shook it lightly, and the blood that was originally stained on the Yuchang Sword was shaken off instantly. He moved his feet and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he had rushed into the encirclement of fourteen people.

He had never practiced sword before, but he learned several sword manuals from his master. There was no name on the cover, only three big characters "Nameless Sword".

After getting the Yuchang Sword, he tried to use the Yuchang Sword to practice the moves in the Nameless Sword Manual.

"Today is just right, I will use you to test the sword."

Qin Feng's tone was cold, and in the blink of an eye, a sword was swung out, and the sword light was dazzling.

"Ah!"

The fourteen masters of the Zhang family felt a pain in their wrists before they could catch Qin Feng's figure.

The metal fell to the ground's voice rang out, and they all subconsciously tried to grab their weapons.

But when they looked down, they found that it was not only the weapons that fell to the ground, but also one of their hands - it was cut off directly from the wrist.

"My hand!"

Just as they were filled with grief and anger, Qin Feng's figure passed by again.

This time, the white light swept across their throats.

The bodies of the fourteen Zhang family masters shook violently, and a waterfall of blood continued to spurt, and then they were kicked away by Qin Feng.

In a blink of an eye, fourteen people, not a single one was left alive!

From the beginning to the end, it only took ten minutes.

What outsiders don't know is that this is the result of Qin Feng still using the Yuchang Sword and the Nameless Sword Manual.

As more people were killed, Qin Feng felt that the Yuchang Sword in his hand was no longer an ordinary sword.

The thin and narrow sword body itself now seemed to be integrated with Qin Feng.

It was like having an extra arm that could move with his thoughts.

"Go, go all of you! Kill him!"

Tang Simei was filled with grief and indignation, screaming and urging the masters around her to rush towards Qin Feng.

——Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Qin Feng turned his body, not only did he not feel afraid of the Zhang family masters who came one after another, but he became more and more excited.

Blood was splashing, and Qin Feng's figure was like the god of death, harvesting lives in the crowd.

Every time his figure flashed, a line of blood sprayed two or three meters, and a head fell to the ground.

Hell on earth, nothing more than that.

There were fewer and fewer people on the Zhang family side, but Qin Feng's condition was getting better and better. A feeling of excitement permeated his whole body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Others also stared at this scene in amazement, totally unbelievable.

That was the Zhang family!

In the Nanling Martial God Temple, the most powerful family, the masters trained by the Zhang family were more domineering than each other.

But now they were in front of Qin Feng, like a sunflower with its head on its head.

In just over ten minutes, bodies fell one after another.

All of them were killed with one sword!