Who among them didn’t come from the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Even a Jindan cultivator would not dare to confront the top-grade foundation-building techniques performed by a sword cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation-building.

This kid!

What a monster!

"Master, look, I asked my master to go to Yun Sect to snatch people away, wasn't I right?" Tang Yu sighed.

Qin Feng is even more terrifying now than when he was in Fengcheng.

Lan Yun was silent.

He also knew about this.

Tang Yu told him this when he came back from Fengcheng.

But he was skeptical.

After all, the Son of God level!

It's not that easy to be that person.

If he had known this earlier, he would have gone to Yunzong in person.

It won't be delayed for months.

I wouldn't have met Wang Qingyu either.

"Please emphasize it next time." Lan Yun said with some regret.

He felt distressed as he watched Qin Feng approaching Ge Qing step by step.

Qin Feng's terrifying posture is even stronger than that of his apprentice.

Moreover, from beginning to end, Qin Feng had not used any magic.

"I remember you said that this kid is a sword cultivator?" Lan Yun seemed to remember something, looked at Tang Yu, and her pupils shrank.

"Yes!" Tang Yu nodded.

His eyes were a little blurry.

Qin Feng, who hasn't even drawn his sword yet, can withstand the strongest attack from a swordsman who has reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage. What if Qin Feng draws his sword?

"Die! Die!" Ge Qing roared.

He holds the sword in both hands!

In an instant, the small swords floating in the sky gathered madly in his hands.

A giant sword several dozen feet long was suspended above his head.

He waved!

The giant sword came crashing down.

Qin Feng's figure flashed, and his speed was faster than the sword light.

He came to Ge Qing, clenched his fist and hit Ge Qing on the head.

“Boom.”

The fist with a hint of black light directly smashed Ge Qing's head.

The giant sword, which had not yet fallen, collapsed in an instant.

Qin Feng waved his hand, and the spiritual light on his body dissipated.

There wasn't even a trace of blood on his body.

The white robe fluttered in the wind.

"Whoever else comes, come on." Qin Feng said softly.

For a moment, the whole audience was silent.

All the foundation-building monks lowered their heads.

They are not fools, how could they not see that Qin Feng never fought seriously at all.

If their spiritual power can withstand the full force attack of a sword cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage, how else can they fight back?

Go up and get killed?

Suddenly, Guan Zijie spoke.

“Everyone, now you believe it, right? The No. 6 ruins were obtained by this kid.

He is only at the first level of foundation building."

Guan Zijie looked around and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"Haha! Ruins No. 6!" A group of Nascent Soul cultivators looked at Qin Feng with some fiery eyes.

"Sir, there's something wrong with the way these people look at Sir Qin Feng." After all, someone next to Ming stared at him.

Ming smiled coldly: "Kill them all."

"Then I'll arrange it right away." A figure disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Bao Menming also slowly stood up and came to Qin Feng's side.

Aura enveloped Qin Feng, making it impossible for the outside world to hear what he was saying.

"Sir, if you really need spirit stones, just tell me directly. Here are 200 million spirit stones." Ba Ming stretched out his hand and handed over a storage ring.

"Sir, if you've had enough fun, please stop playing. This time, we are actually selecting targets for you to possess."

Qin Feng's heart sank slightly when he heard Guzhongming's voice.

It is indeed like that.