Peng Kun was very satisfied with the reactions of the crowd; their Tyrant Blade Sect was quite famous in Qingzhou.
Li Si's eyes showed anticipation.
Wang Feiwu stared intently at Qin Feng.
He wanted to see fear, despair, and regret on Qin Feng's face, but unfortunately, he couldn't see any of that.
Qin Feng remained calm.
Wang Feiwu couldn't hold back any longer. Killing Qin Feng like this would be too easy for him; he wanted to make Qin Feng suffer a terrible death.
He wanted to make Qin Feng despair and regret his actions.
He wanted to cripple Qin Feng, and then he wanted to kill Qin Feng's family in front of Qin Feng.
Only in this way could he vent his hatred and appease the spirits of the Wang clan in heaven.
The more he thought about it, the more ferocious his expression became, his face gradually contorted, and his mind slowly began to go mad.
Wan Feiwu growled at Peng Kun, "Uncle-Master, don't let him die so easily. I want you to watch your loved ones die in front of him."
Peng Kun frowned. It wasn't that he was being merciful or soft-hearted; it was just too troublesome and would waste a lot of his time.
Thinking of his senior brother Dao Yufei, he nodded and agreed.
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's expression changed, and his face turned cold.
He stared coldly at Wang Feiwu.
Wang Feiwu thought Qin Feng was scared, so he gave him a ferocious smile, which was rather intimidating.
*Smack*
In front of the two Golden Core cultivators, Qin Feng slapped him hard across the face.
This left Wang Feiwu somewhat bewildered.
He had five finger marks on his face, his face was swollen, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't wipe them away immediately.
He stood there dumbfounded.
Even Peng Kun and Li Si were a little taken aback, let alone him.
That's incredibly fast.
This is a footwork technique that Qin Feng developed after entering the Golden Core stage.
Take a photo.
The speed was so fast that you could see afterimages in the same spot, as if it hadn't moved at all.
"Holy crap, I think something just darted past."
"I don't know, I didn't see clearly, but why is that person's face swollen?"
Wang Feiwu came to his senses, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, covered half of his face, and looked at Qin Feng with a mixture of shock and anger.
The other finger pointing at Qin Feng trembled slightly.
"You, you, you just wait, Uncle-Master, you must avenge me, I want him to suffer a terrible death."
Wang Feiwu, having only uttered his harsh words halfway through, hesitated for Qin Feng's sake and quickly sought help from his martial uncle.
Peng Kun finally realized what was going on.
They were instantly lifted into the air, their golden core aura spreading out, and everyone felt like they couldn't breathe.
"Mid-stage Golden Core! Truly remarkable," Li Si remarked with some emotion.
"Hmph, my martial uncle is not only a master of the sword, but also an excellent pill refiner. If Qin Feng hadn't gone too far, I wouldn't have dared to waste his precious time."
The others gasped in surprise upon hearing this.
"A Golden Core cultivator, and only at the mid-stage. Putting everything else aside, Qin Feng has truly broadened our horizons and given us a real treat."
“Yes, before he came to Xilan City, we never had the chance to meet these kinds of people. Just thinking about it is exciting.”
"Hmph, what you don't know is that the person His Highness the Crown Prince sent a couple of days ago was also a Golden Core cultivator, and Qin Feng killed him with a flick of his wrist."
"ah?"
The people looked at Qin Feng with awe.
Wang Feiwu scoffed at this, coldly replying, "How can those good-for-nothings compare to Uncle Peng?"
Li Si's expression was somewhat unpleasant. Gao Sixi's cultivation level was on par with his own, and wasn't this kid indirectly insulting him?
Qin Feng ignored the others.
He also soared into the air, reaching the same height as Peng Kun, but his expression was calm and his aura was restrained, as if he were an ordinary person.
Without saying a word, Peng Kun raised his hand and unleashed a sword aura tens of feet long at Qin Feng, just like a real giant sword slashing at Qin Feng.
Everyone was shocked and amazed.
"That's truly amazing!"
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent. Peng Kun's mastery of the sword is considerable; judging from this single strike, he is capable of crushing opponents of the same level.
Faced with this suffocating attack, Qin Feng responded with nonchalant ease.
With a flick of his finger, he unleashed a sword aura, which, compared to the massive blade aura, was like a needle pricking an elephant.
But what puzzled everyone was that when the sword energy pierced the saber energy, the saber energy dissipated.
It looks like a balloon that has been pricked by a needle.
"ah?"
"this?"
This incredible contrast caught everyone off guard, leaving them in disbelief and amazed. At the same time, their gazes toward Qin Feng were filled with admiration.
"How could this be? How could he do it? How did he manage to do it?"
Wang Feiwu could hardly believe his eyes. His Uncle Peng was a master of the sword, a true cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
He thought that as long as his martial uncle made a move, he could easily capture Qin Feng and crush him under his feet.
But he never expected, he never imagined, that this would happen.
Qin Feng was so calm and collected, so free and easy.
Li Si cried out in surprise:
"Mid-stage Golden Core? Qin Feng is actually mid-stage Golden Core? How is that possible? Didn't His Highness say he was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment when he destroyed the Tang family? My god, how is this possible?"
"What? You're saying he's in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm? This? That can't be!"
Wang Feiwu had also become like a dog all day, and at this moment he was a little worried and a little scared.
What if Uncle Peng is no match for him? He had made a bold statement, and he didn't think Qin Feng would be kind enough to let him go.
"That's right, the aura he exuded when he made his move was definitely mid-stage Golden Core."
Li Si was absolutely certain.
At the same time, he secretly felt lucky. If he had come to cause trouble for Qin Feng himself, his ashes would probably have been scattered.
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