People want face, trees want bark.

If a tree doesn't want its bark, it will surely die; if a person doesn't have any shame, it will be invincible.

It is obvious that Zhao Qiankun has reached this state.

Qin Feng laughed loudly. After a while, he finally stopped laughing and shook his head: "This man died once, but he is still different."

"Only after you die once can you realize how valuable life is. Except for living, everything else is just a cloud."

Zhao Qiankun was neither happy nor angry, and looked at Qin Feng calmly and said: "I know, you think I am despicable and shameless. Everyone thinks so, even myself, but what can I do?

And why?”

Qin Feng chuckled: "Why?"

"Because I don't want to die."

Zhao Qiankun stared at Qin Feng with a ferocious expression: "Last time in the Arctic, I had full confidence in killing you, but in the end I failed. This time, I will not allow any accident to happen again!"

Qin Feng smiled half-heartedly: "I am only in the Soaring Sky Realm. By doing this, you think too highly of me, right?"

"If you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife, the chicken will never survive."

Zhao Qiankun smiled ferociously and said, "I'm just making sure that nothing goes wrong."

"Sounds like it makes sense."

Qin Feng smiled lightly.

"So..." Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin Feng coldly: "This beast under your feet should get out of here."

Qin Feng frowned slightly and turned to look at Li Qiuxue who was trapped on the boulder cable.

Li Qiuxue's eyes filled with tears, she looked deeply at Qin Feng and shook her head repeatedly.

Qin Feng knew that Li Qiuxue asked him to leave. If he wanted to leave, Zhao Qiankun could not stop him, let alone kill him.

Qin Feng can also let the giant bull-shaped beast fight side by side with him, and let the divine weapons and beasts from the Canglong Temple fly in from three hundred miles away and crush the entire island.

However, it is impossible for Qin Feng to do this.

Zhao Qiankun was already insane. If he did this, Li Qiuxue would be in trouble... Qin Feng closed his eyes, not feeling that this choice was difficult at all. He smiled calmly, took out his cell phone and called Ye Dongqing.

Soon, the call was answered.

Qin Feng's voice was indifferent and firm: "If I am not dead, I will not take action."

Although Qin Feng had not planned anything with Ye Dongqing, Qin Feng knew that under such circumstances, Ye Dongqing would always be monitoring the situation here and would take action at any time if there were any slight changes.

But if she takes action, it will be equally difficult for Li Qiuxue.

Therefore, Qin Feng wanted to make this call to her.

Ye Dongqing, who was opposite, seemed stunned, and seemed to sigh vaguely, but did not say much, and responded lightly: "Okay."

"Except for Zhao Qiankun, they are all from Laowushan."

Qin Feng gave his final explanation before hanging up the phone without further ado.

There is nothing left to explain.

If he dies in battle today, Zhao Qiankun and others will not survive. One day, Ye Dongqing will fight for him on Laowu Mountain and crush the mountain! This is enough! Qin Feng moved and finally settled on this desolate place.

On the isolated island, he looked at Zhao Qiankun and others calmly, and said in a solemn voice: "Old Niu, please go back."

The old cow raised its head and screamed: "Moo!!"

Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, turned to look at the old cow, stretched out his hand to touch its head, which was as hard and cold as black iron, and grinned: "Okay, what can a few dozen people do to me?

Go back and guard our home, and wait for my triumphant return."

The old cow lowered his eyes and was very reluctant, but he also knew that he couldn't go unless he left.

It really wants to fight side by side with Qin Feng, even if there are thousands of people in front of it.

But today, Qin Feng is doomed to be lonely... "Ugh——" Lao Niu finally gave in, whined in frustration, got up and left.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Niu's huge figure disappeared in the northern sky.

On the desolate island, the cold wind howled, blowing Qin Feng's hair and clothes, and the sand and dust were flying. In the ruins, a heavy chill rolled up.

There is also a hint of tragedy mixed in.

Qin Feng stood with a sword in his hand, his body like a spear, standing upright, looking at the dozens of strong men in front of him without any fear.

Calm, magnanimous, without fear of life or death! The two sides looked at each other, and the strong murderous intent became heavier and heavier. In the extremely cold atmosphere, even the particles of dust flying in the wind seemed to become sharp and terrifying.

Qin Feng looked at Zhao Qiankun and others indifferently, grinned widely, and laughed wildly: "Since you want to ensure that everything is foolproof, at this time, you should take action together and fight me!"

"I would like to, but these friends from Laowushan don't seem to be too happy about it."

Zhao Qiankun squinted his eyes and smiled.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly.

It means there is going to be a wheel battle.

This is obviously even more disadvantageous for Qin Feng.

If Zhao Qiankun and others swarm in, Qin Feng can fight selflessly and burst out with the most powerful lethality in an instant, and the winning rate will undoubtedly be the greatest.

But so many masters are fighting each other, which is undoubtedly bad news for Qin Feng, who was severely exhausted before coming here.

He will be eaten alive.

Most likely so.

"You're just a child in the secular world, so what about the soaring realm?

I will fight with you!"

Thunderous shouts suddenly resounded.

Among the crowd, an old man who was about fifty or sixty years old took two steps forward, and the thick Gang Qi from his body came out violently. His clothes and robes swelled with the calm wind. The aura was so strong that he looked like a strong man in the Soaring Realm.

Qin Feng lowered his eyes, with an evil smile on his lips.

"Suffer death!"

The old man yelled loudly, stamped his big feet on the ground, and his thin figure came directly through the air. Quietly, a ghost-headed sword appeared in his hand.

This Ghost Head Sword has extraordinary sword power, and is obviously a spiritual weapon of good quality.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had already arrived in front of Qin Feng, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed it down mercilessly. The majestic Gang Qi condensed, and the ghost-headed knife seemed to have grown dozens of times, and it struck Qin Feng's Tianling Gai.

It has the potential to break the ground.

With this strike, the old man spared no effort. Although he said he looked down on Qin Feng, he actually knew how powerful Qin Feng was.

Even though Qin Feng consumed a lot of money, it still gave him a very dangerous feeling, which is the most direct proof.

Therefore, he wants to win with one blow.

But... he saw that the ghost-headed sword was about to split Qin Feng in half.

Qin Feng, holding the ethereal sword, suddenly transformed. At the same time, the astonishing sword energy swept up like a storm in the sea, filling every corner of the isolated island in an instant.

Everyone was shocked.

A bunch of eyes gathered together, and saw the shadow of the sword in the field like a tide, and the sword radiance was thousands of feet long.

The previously aggressive old man was completely crushed by Qin Feng's momentum in just an instant. Under the overwhelming sword energy, the old man was shattered to pieces.

Not only that.

The old man in the Soaring Sky Realm died suddenly, but the astonishing sword energy in the scene did not dissipate at all.

Everyone was shocked.

Suddenly, he was shocked to realize that Qin Feng had transformed into dozens of clones. It was difficult to tell whether they were real or fake. Each clone instantly erupted into dozens of frightening sword energy.

The scene directly evolved into a bloody purgatory.
Chapter completed!