The Dragon from Hell

Although no one present seemed to have seen this woman, no one dared to say anything when they saw the military rank on her shoulder.

Some people snorted with gloating: "Haha, this kid is quite arrogant, let's see how he ends up!"

But some people noticed something unusual: "The Zhang family has always been a jack of all trades in our Nanling Martial God Temple. Today, there are corpses everywhere... I'm afraid that the Martial God Temple in Nanling will change..."

The two teams that appeared just now were very powerful, and the woman who appeared later also showed a very fierce aura.

But Qin Feng was not worried or afraid. After retracting the Yuchang Sword, he calmly stepped on the corpses on the ground and walked towards the Splashing Star Hall.

"Let's go."

The woman was a little surprised by Qin Feng's calmness. She looked at the corpses behind him and sneered: "You are very arrogant."

She was obviously dissatisfied with Qin Feng. Although she concealed it well, she could see a little from her eyes.

Killing someone at the gate of Splashing Star Hall is disrespectful to the Martial God Hall.

Qin Feng said calmly: "It's just self-protection."

"Hehe." The woman turned around and walked in: "Come with me."

At the innermost position of Splashing Star Hall, there is a pavilion built against the cliff.

There is a plaque on the pavilion with the words "Wind and Cloud" written on it.

Sitting in the pavilion, you can see the bottomless mountain stream under your feet. The sound of rushing water and the roar of wind through the mountains and forests can all be seen in this pavilion.

And this place is high up, which has a taste of being cold at high places.

Sitting in it, listening to the whistling wind and angry water, watching the clouds roll and unfold.

Sit and watch the clouds rise.

Unlike outside, you can see the elite soldiers of the Martial God Hall guarding everywhere along the way.

On the contrary, after entering this courtyard, you can't see other people.

Only in the pavilion, there are two people, one old and one middle, playing chess.

The two men were dressed very differently, one in a suit and leather shoes, the other in cloth and cloth shoes.

The middle-aged man had a very square face, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a resolute look between his eyebrows.

Even when playing chess, he still stood straight, and people could tell at a glance that he was a soldier.

The old man in cloth had kind eyes, perhaps because of his old age, and his eyes narrowed when he smiled, and you couldn't even see his eyes.

But even though he was sitting there with a slightly hunched back, people dared not ignore him.

Qin Feng saw him at first sight after stepping into the backyard, and his nerves tensed up in an instant.

His sixth sense told him that this old man was not easy to mess with!

"Xu girl, come and pour me a cup of tea."

The old man didn't turn his head and shouted towards them, and the woman next to him immediately stepped forward quickly.

When she came to the old man, she wanted to salute, but the old man waved his hand and interrupted her: "Just pour tea, no need to do all these nonsense."

"Yes!"

Having said so, the woman still saluted very seriously, and then leaned over to pour tea for the old man.

Seeing this, the old man helplessly said to the middle-aged man in front of him: "This girl has been with me for so long, but she is still so rigid."

The middle-aged man said seriously: "This is what she should do. She will never be rude in front of you!"

The old man was even more helpless: "You two, father and daughter, are really a family..."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the father and daughter, turned his head and waved in the direction of Qin Feng: "Little guy, come and sit down too."

Qin Feng stood there without moving when the old man didn't call him just now.

Now when he heard the old man's voice, he didn't respond, but frowned and took the first step carefully.

It was this step that the wind rose from the air under his feet, and a strong wind came from the direction of the visitor.

The old man was still sitting there with a calm expression, but the chess pieces in front of him flew up out of thin air and shot towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's eyes tightened, and he twisted his feet, stepped out with the Seven-Star Lotus Step, and shuttled among dozens of flying chess pieces.

But this time it was not as easy as before. The chess pieces flew very fast and with great momentum, leaving almost no room for Qin Feng to dodge.

Three of the chess pieces just brushed past Qin Feng, and just when they were about to brush past Qin Feng, a very slight cracking sound suddenly sounded.

Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, and in an instant he pressed his body back, and the whole person and the ground almost formed a flat trend.

At the moment when his body brushed past the chess pieces, the three chess pieces exploded, but the broken residue did not reduce the force at all.

Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he immediately grabbed a few stones from the ground.

The moment the stone flew out of his hand, it turned into powder and collided with the broken pieces of chess.

From this, Qin Feng took two or three steps in succession.

The woman watching from a distance raised her eyebrows, but there was still some disdain in her eyes.

Trivial tricks.

Then, just as Qin Feng stood still and was about to take the next step, the old man smiled and picked up the teacup.

While drinking tea, Qin Feng sensed a strong crisis coming.

He turned his body and the moment he turned around, he had the Yuchang sword in his hand and swung it directly in front of him.

With this swing, a white chess piece that had appeared in front of him at some point shattered.

——Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sound of breaking wind came, and black and white chess pieces came out of thin air and rushed straight to Qin Feng's face.

The shadow of the Yuchang sword in Qin Feng's hand flickered, and he did not change his expression. While dodging and slashing, he moved towards the pavilion.

In the pavilion, the father and daughter of the three people were watching Qin Feng's every move.

Seeing that Qin Feng always managed to just brush past the chess pieces, the middle-aged man commented: "Good body skills!"

The woman snorted coldly: "It's just fancy moves."

Although Qin Feng had just killed the entire Zhang family, they had long been corrupted by power, so where was the real talent?

Qin Feng was just a soft persimmon.

The old man glanced at her and smiled: "Xu girl, since you don't think highly of his skills, why don't you try him?"

"Yes, sir!"

The woman did not hesitate, kicked her feet, and rushed out.

It must be said that her figure was very fast and very agile.

The muscle lines of her long legs wrapped in military pants and boots were very beautiful. Because of her slender frame, her figure was like a little leopard running through the grassland.

She put brass knuckles on her beautiful hands, and when Qin Feng was about ten steps away from the pavilion, she rushed out.

Although she looked slender, she was able to get behind Qin Feng with her speed and punched him, creating a series of sonic booms.

Her punch was probably no less powerful than Zhang Xiong's just now.

"Boy, do you want to get through? You have to get through me first."

Qin Feng remained calm, turned around, put away his Yuchang sword, and directly confronted the woman with his fist.

Seeing that Qin Feng was actually confronting her head-on, the woman snorted coldly: "You're asking for trouble!"

Qin Feng seemed to not see the brass knuckles on the woman's hand at all, and said in a calm voice: "Thank you."