After dealing with Yin Tianming, who had threatened him, Qin Feng turned to look at the others from Yinxuan Pavilion.
The servant and the other two were stunned. They had been knocked back by the energy of the collision, and when they came to their senses, they found that their second master was dead.
The three of them looked terrified and trembled as they saw Qin Feng flying towards them.
They took off running, but they were all at the Immortal King Realm, and their speed was no match for Qin Feng's.
Seeing Qin Feng getting closer and closer, the servant, unable to fight back or escape, could only shout in a show of bravado but with a weak heart:
"Don't come any closer. We already told the sect leader when we came that if anything happens to us, he definitely won't let you go."
Qin Feng remained indifferent, ignoring the servant's threatening words. This man probably harbored malicious intentions from the moment he stepped into the Yongheng Chamber of Commerce.
He showed no mercy, killing the servant with a single sword stroke, then turned to look at the other person who was still on the run.
The man was preoccupied with escaping, so Qin Feng sent him on his way as well.
Of the four people who hid in Yinxuan Pavilion, only one young man in a green robe remains.
Qin Feng didn't stop moving; he turned to the last person.
The man sensed Qin Feng's killing intent and cried out in fear, "You can't kill me! My father, Yin Hu, is the head of the Silver Pavilion!"
Qin Feng remained unmoved, ran towards the man, and dealt with him.
The sword was aimed at the man's head and thrust straight down, just like before, but something unexpected happened.
The sword tip struck a barrier, failing to finish off the last person.
Before the barrier, a burly figure appeared, and a majestic voice rang out, "Who are you? How dare you lay a hand on my son?"
The young man in the green robe, still shaken by his own survival, cried out for help upon seeing the imposing figure, "Father, save me! This man is going to kill me!"
Qin Feng glanced at the figure, said nothing, and slashed at the figure with his sword.
Enraged, the figure charged at Qin Feng.
However, he was merely a phantom clone, and no match for Qin Feng.
Qin Feng cleaved it in two or three moves with a single sword strike.
Upon seeing this, the young man in the green robe was terrified and trembled. "Don't come any closer!" he cried.
Qin Feng's face was cold and stern. Without saying a word, he thrust his sword at the barrier again.
when.
The sword struck, but failed to pierce through immediately; instead, Qin Feng was bounced back.
He frowned slightly. Based on his own strength, defeating a typical late-stage Immortal Emperor would not be a problem. The toughness of this energy barrier reached the peak level of an Immortal Emperor.
It seems this young man in the green robe is indeed the eldest son of the Silver Pavilion Master; even Xiao Yong doesn't receive this treatment.
Without further delay, Qin Feng immediately invoked the power of the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl, intending to defeat it in one fell swoop.
Just then, a spatial fluctuation appeared not far from him, and a person emerged.
Qin Feng had just seen this person's face; it was exactly the same as that burly, illusory figure.
The burly man appeared with a furious expression. His illusory clone protecting his son had just been destroyed, so he naturally wouldn't be friendly to Qin Feng.
Seeing Qin Feng's menacing expression, he became even angrier and roared:
“You scoundrel, how dare you destroy my clone and try to kill my son! I, Yin Hu, will never let you go.”
He spoke harshly, but his movements became even faster as he swung his broadsword fiercely at Qin Feng.
He was like an enraged tiger, venting his anger to the fullest.
The broadsword has iron rings on the back, giving it a very imposing look.
The iron rings clashed against the blade, making a clanging sound, as if a thousand troops were following.
The sound of the blade cutting through the air was like the roar of a tiger, its power overwhelming.
Qin Feng was originally poised to break through the energy barrier, but now he had to deal with Yin Hu first.
The Star Sword, provoked, emitted a series of high-pitched sword cries.
Qin Feng raised his sword and clashed violently with Yin Hu's slashing broadsword.
Clang.
Blades clashed, sparks flew.
The broadsword and the immortal sword emitted bursts of humming sounds, like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon.
Qin Feng and Yin Hu retreated simultaneously, their strength evenly matched.
Yin Hu exclaimed in surprise and looked at Qin Feng with astonishment.
"Not bad, you have some strength. No wonder you dared to mess with people from my Silver Pavilion. Kid, you're qualified to state your name now."
His tone was arrogant, as if having Qin Feng say his name was a great favor to him; what a boastful tone!
He paused, his killing intent palpable, "However, killing someone from my Silver Pavilion is an unforgivable crime. You will eventually become a victim of my blade."
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng shook his head slightly and remained silent. With a flash of sword light, he launched a counterattack, thrusting out a seemingly ordinary sword strike straight at Yin Hu's center.
Seeing this, Yin Hu sneered, "It's fine if you don't say anything, you're going to die anyway, it's time to send you on your way."
His aura surged, becoming even stronger than that of Emperor Xiao of the Three Emperors Palace; he was actually a peak Immortal Emperor.
Yin Hu raised his broadsword high above his head, gripped the hilt with both hands, and roared, "The sword strikes like a tiger, its power swallowing mountains and rivers!"
In an instant, he was enveloped by a tiger shadow formed by energy.
The tiger is incredibly lifelike, with snow-white fur and wings.
It raises its head and roars, its voice booming and proclaiming its majesty; wherever the sound reaches, that is its territory.
Yin Hu's aura surged dramatically with his roar.
His actions were imposing and impressive.
He looked at Qin Feng's unremarkable attack with disdain, wanting to finish him off with a single strike.
Qin Feng remained indifferent, ignoring the commotion Yin Hu caused, and aimed his Star Sword directly at the other man's chest.
Feeling confident of victory, Yin Hu moved swiftly, slashing his broadsword at Qin Feng.
The tiger lunged forward, following the direction of his blade, and charged at Qin Feng first.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
