"Xie Ping, what is your crime for destroying my sect's genius?"
Jiang Hui fell from the sky.
If he didn't come again, Xie Ping would be beaten to death.
Qin Feng is such a talented person, and he is the only one in the sect who has been there for more than 300 years.
That person is the current sect leader.
He didn't want all the limelight to be stolen by those two old guys.
The sound was like a huge bell, rapidly and violently.
"No, I didn't!" Xie Ping was horrified.
He could feel the murderous intent from Jiang Hui.
He quickly said, "Elder Jiang, I'm about to break through to the Golden Core Realm. You can't kill me."
All around!
Countless people's pupils trembled violently. They glanced at Qin Feng with extremely complicated emotions.
Could it be that another cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation building will die because of Qin Feng?
There are two of them.
It’s not good to play like this!
How can we dare to play with Qin Feng in the future?
Many people were shocked.
Jiang Hui's attitude is so scary.
Kill anyone who attacks Qin Feng?
He is a great cultivator who is about to break through to the Golden Core level.
Qin Feng was also a little surprised at this time.
"It's none of my business, right?" Qin Feng looked at Wang San.
Wang San sighed.
The bitter smile in my heart became even wider.
The attitudes of Jiang Hui and the other old guys are very clear.
They also took a fancy to Qin Feng's talent!
It seemed that his unreliable master didn't stand much of a chance.
"Now you know your talent." Wang San said helplessly.
Qin Feng remained silent.
I felt a little panicked.
What talent!
He has no evil powers and is completely unable to improve his realm.
The more popular you are now, the more miserable you will be in the future.
To be honest, he really didn't want to be the first to speak out.
The tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!
This is the result of countless years of experience.
"This person doesn't have a master, right?" Qin Feng asked with a wry smile.
"His master is dead, but he does have a few fellow disciples." Wang San said.
Qin Feng's scalp tingled.
It's over!
The fellow disciple of a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation-building is still a cultivator of foundation-building no matter how bad he is.
If it weren't for the sword moves of the Heavenly Palace Swordsman, it wouldn't be so easy for him to kill Gu Jie'an today.
What if Xie Ping’s fellow disciples want to seek revenge on him!
It's dangerous!
"Don't worry, when our master comes back, who will dare to touch you?" Fan Tianyong looked at Qin Feng, who had a worried look on his face, and sneered.
Their master is a Jindan cultivator.
Xie Ping's fellow disciples also had to consider their own strength.
“In the sect, as long as you are a genius, you will be absolutely safe, so you can rest assured about this.
Genius, that is the seed of our sect's future.
Anyone who dares to touch you will only face death," Fan Tianyong continued.
Qin Feng shook his head slightly.
The key is!
He is not a genius.
No matter how he cultivated in the sect, without the evil power, he would be helpless in terms of realm.
After a long time!
That would be a revelation.
Who will care about him then?
Qin Feng stared at Jiang Hui.
Jiang Hui walked slowly to Xie Ping's side step by step.
He waved his hand, and a golden straight knife appeared in his hand.
He raised his head slightly and looked around.
"The sect's genius is the sect's future. Anyone who dares to attack without reason will end up like Wu Mingsong and Xie Ping.
Please remember this.”
Jiang Hui said this, holding the straight knife and swinging it lightly.
The knife flashed across Xie Ping's neck.
Blood is shed!
Heads rolling!
Xie Ping died with his eyes open.
He never thought that he would die in such a miserable way.
The crowd was dead silent.
Everyone fell silent.
The two cultivators who had reached the great perfection of foundation building actually died because of Qin Feng.
They could understand Wu Mingsong’s death before.
After all, Wu Mingsong really attacked Qin Feng.
It was a sneak attack.
If it weren't for Jiang Hui, Qin Feng would be dead now.
But what about Xie Ping?
Before he could do anything, he was chopped down.
They have been in the sect for decades, but have never seen such a scene.
They looked up and looked at Qin Feng, their eyes changing.
From now on, Qin Feng will no longer be someone they can yell at to fight and kill.
Jiang Hui, who had chopped Xie Ping, put away his sword and slowly walked towards Qin Feng.
"Boy, not bad! Good job!" Jiang Hui stretched out his hand and patted Qin Feng's shoulder heavily.
A relieved smile.
"Greetings, Elder!" Qin Feng clasped his fists.
"Don't be so polite. Let me tell you quietly, the reason I used the request for help was to get the Sect Master back.
When the Sect Master comes back, you'll have a great chance." Jiang Hui leaned close to Qin Feng's ear and whispered.
Qin Feng's pupils shrank.
Jiang Hui called the sect leader back?
Are you so optimistic about him?
Qin Feng suddenly felt a little frightened.
He has a special physique.
As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
In case I offend someone...
"Oh!" Wang San sighed!
He looked at Jiang Hui with resentment in his eyes.
This old guy actually plays such a big game and is so optimistic about Qin Feng.
Now that their leader is back, there’s nothing left to do.
How dare his useless master snatch people from the sect leader?
"Just wait for good news." Jiang Hui narrowed his eyes and patted Qin Feng's shoulder with a smile.
He waved his hand.
Thirty thousand spirit stones appeared in front of Qin Feng.
"This is the reward for first place." Jiang Hui said.
Looking at the sparkling spirit stone, Qin Feng felt a little excited.
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