The Catastrophe Is Coming: I Take The Whole Family To Cultivate Immortals

Chapter Three Hundred And Seventeen Typical Self-Humiliation

Qin Feng said calmly, the lungs of those challengers were about to explode.

Listen, listen, people still have to wait for tea, are you talking about people?

We are going to challenge you, we can decide whether to win or lose, but also life and death. At this time, you can still remember the matter of drinking tea, you are so confident!

Qin Feng hooked his fingers and said calmly:

"What are you waiting for, let's go together."

"Grass, brothers, fuck him!"

"kill!"

"Kill this pretender to death!"

Whoosh lala, the so-called immortal cultivator who was so angry with itchy teeth rushed up frantically.

The person who rushed up first was thrown out quickly.

Qin Feng just raised his hand at will, those people couldn't avoid it at all, just like a little chick caught by an eagle, followed, raised his hand and exerted strength.

"boom!"

Regardless of the weight, the whole person is like a broken sack. In mid-air, the whole body is stiff and numb, unable to stabilize the body at all, and falls heavily on the ground.

For a time, the dust was flying, and only mourning could be heard.

Those who rushed up also had weapons in their hands, but unfortunately, in front of Qin Feng, it made no difference whether there were weapons or not.

"Crack!"

The long sword in his hand was directly broken, and it was thrown farther, and the fall was even worse, and even the blood spurted out of the mouth. After the whole person fell to the ground, don't even think about getting up.

Back and forth, no matter how ferocious the attack was, it couldn't hold up a single move in Qin Feng's hands.

These so-called immortal cultivators could not help but begin to doubt life.

what's the situation? It makes no sense, everyone is a cultivator. Although Qin Feng has been a cultivator for a longer time, it makes no sense to be so much stronger than them, right?

It seems that there is an old saying that is true, people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

What's even more incomprehensible is that the news is fake, fake, doesn't it mean that Qin Feng doesn't dare to do his best? Bullshit, they weren't done badly enough.

The immortal cultivators of the Qin family were full of anger from the very beginning. At this time, when they saw Qin Feng showing off his skills, they all smiled and said:

"Good fight!"

"The sovereign is mighty!"

"Obviously it's a native chicken, do you really think you can do it? What do you think, as long as you have a normal mind, you wouldn't dare to challenge the sect master."

"Didn't you say it all, their brains are just abnormal."

While everyone was talking, some challengers shouted coldly:

"Qin Feng, give me death!"

When the voice fell, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and his whole body was filled with a majestic and incomparable aura.

When these people attacked, the speed of the shots was faster and the moves were more severe.

Many immortal cultivators from the Qin family turned serious.

Obviously, these people are affected by the strife between heaven and earth, and their overall strength should be more tyrannical. Although they have confidence in Qin Feng's strength, it is a life-and-death struggle after all. If Qin Feng is in danger, then Things just happened.

Facts have proved that all worries about Qin Feng are superfluous.

When those cultivators with blood-red eyes rushed towards Qin Feng, Qin Feng did not retreat, but rushed forward against the trend.

The whole person was about to become an afterimage. Following that, Qin Feng exhaled:

"break!"

With a grasp of the void, a golden light flickered, and the trump card was already in Qin Feng's hands.

When the wrist was turned, the trump card suddenly fell. It looked like rain hitting a white sand beach. The speed was fast, the strength was strong, and the angle of attack was like an antelope hanging on its horns, leaving no trace.

"Bang bang bang!"

The immortal cultivator, whose eyes were blood red and fell into some kind of violent state, was hit by the trump card one after another.

"what!"

The screams in his mouth were especially shrill.

The chest, abdomen, and even the temples were successively hit by Qin Feng's daggers. Under normal circumstances, the critical positions were hit hard one after another, and the dead must not die again. However, when Qin Feng shot, he was very concerned about the strength. Control is the pinnacle.

Those people just felt that the arrogant energy was flooded into their bodies, and the violent anger was completely suppressed.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were so-called immortal cultivators in succession, who were smashed and flew out by the soul mace. Until this time, there was still no one who could hold Qin Feng up.

After those people fell to the ground, blood spurted wildly in their mouths, and the violence and blood red in their eyes had faded.

In just a few minutes before and after, dozens of challengers, no matter what means they used, could not shake Qin Feng.

At this time, there were still two or three people standing in front of Qin Feng.

The expressions on their faces were extremely complicated, too fast. Before the few of them could react, there were fewer and fewer companions around.

Want to rely on two or three of them to turn the situation around and defeat Qin Feng?

I mean, it's better to just wash and sleep.

One of the men took a deep breath and shouted:

"Qin Feng, look at the trick!"

What he shouted was majestic, but he rushed forward for a few meters, and when he was about to approach Qin Feng, the man didn't hesitate and punched himself in the chest with his backhand!

"what!"

The screams were earth-shattering, and the man took the opportunity to fly backwards and smashed to the ground.

In the end, how much power can you use to do it yourself? However, the man just lay on the ground and said nothing.

Everyone in the Qin family was stunned. Damn it, how could it still be like this?

Yan Ziyao was naturally not worried about Qin Feng at all. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help laughing and said:

"The acting is a little exaggerated!"

Qin Xue and the others couldn't help but laugh, as if they were watching a joke.

The remaining two so-called immortal practitioners are blessed with souls, and they all follow the same pattern. They seem to be fierce and not afraid of death. In the blink of an eye, they gave themselves a shot, and then fell to the ground exaggeratedly. Anyway, don’t care. Like, it just doesn't get up.

Qin Feng almost laughed, and didn't bother to pay attention to these people, or even to look at the other challengers who were lying on the ground and screaming constantly.

Turning around calmly, it gives people the feeling of being unspeakably chic and elegant.

Walking calmly to Yan Ziyao's side, Qin Feng's smile was still as soft and warm as the spring breeze.

"Let's go, let's go back for tea."

Slightly tilting her head, Yan Ziyao also had a smile on her face.

Nodding his head, he replied in a sweet voice:

"it is good."

The two held hands and, accompanied by other immortal cultivators from the Qin family, turned around and walked into Dukou Village, without anyone else, to take care of the so-called challengers.

People who have been following this showdown through the live broadcast have long been shocked and left comments there:

"Grass, who can tell me, is this a dream?"

"Just one word, I only say it once!"

"What about the promised duel, the promised battle? I waited for so long, but in the end I ate a lot of dog food. Qin Feng and Yan Ziyao laughed and called a bright sunshine, hurting singles like me. Dog, do they really think it's appropriate, I seriously protest..."

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