"Bastard!!"

Lin Shi put down the corpse of the Lord of the Nine Songs Palace, got up suddenly, and glared at Qin Feng: "Martial Master! You are so vicious, you actually killed the Lord of my Temple! You even conspired against my Temple!

These words rippled, and a large number of disciples of the Nine Song Divine Hall rushed in all directions, and everyone surrounded this place, making a sound like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Lin Bangyue stood in the crowd and sneered.

Qin Feng stood on the pumice stone, looked at Lin Shi quietly, and said: "I know the injury of the Lord of the Nine Songs Hall best, with his strength, I can't wipe him out with one blow, that move just now, I just made him temporarily unable to fight, depriving him of his combat strength, he will never die because of his injuries, but he is dead now, there is only one explanation to explain, that is, when you were holding him just now, you secretly killed him!" Lin Shi, you deceived your teacher and destroyed your ancestors, betrayed your teacher, and now you are pushing these on my head, if you want to say that you are vicious and despicable, how can I compare to you?"

"It's nonsense! It's just nonsense!" Lin Shi snorted: "You said I killed the hall master? Did anyone see it? But the heroes around you have seen that you are persecuting my hall master, and our Nine Song Temple held a martial arts conference to select you, originally to give you benefits, but you are not greedy enough, and you want to get more, and you want to be my Nine Song Temple! Martial Master! I won't kill you today, it is difficult to prove the majesty of my Sumeru Domain!!"

After saying that, Lin Shi shouted: "Kill!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the people of the Nine Song Shrine around him immediately rushed away.

"Kill!!"

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami resounded in the sky.

The full murderous aura instantly filled Qin Feng's place.

Qin Feng's expression was cold, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

His eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and demonic energy surged around his body.

Just as he raised his hand and grabbed it, the demonic qi sword reappeared, and the latter threw it at the rushing crowd.

Sou!!!

The long sword was like an elf, instantly rushing into the crowd, scurrying left and right like lightning, frantically harvesting.

After a while, a large amount of blood splashed in the crowd, and the magic sword was like a scythe of death, and everywhere it passed, all life withered, and no one was spared.

Qin Feng sacrificed the demon sword again and continued to throw it towards the crowd.

There were only seven magic swords before and after, and the disciples of the Nine Song Temple who were killed turned over on their backs, and they couldn't get close, and the corpses fell from the sky like raindrops.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the powerful people around them became solemn.

"This son is strong, ordinary disciples can't help him, let's do it. "A great power drank low.

"There's no need to rush. Elder Fuyue next to him said expressionlessly: "This person's strength is indeed good, but he has fought repeatedly, his physical strength is extremely exertional, and he is injured, he is already at the end of his strong crossbow, and he can't escape!

These words fell to the ground, and the power was silent.

The strong people around him who were about to move also calmed down.

Oh, yes.

It's not their people who are dead, what are they anxious about? Even Lin Shi stood there and didn't speak, why should he be in a hurry? It's better to continue to consume like this, wouldn't it be better for everyone to wait for work?

What's more, killing Qin Feng was only the first step. The people here all want to seize the Divine Power Array, and as soon as Qin Feng dies, I'm afraid that these people will turn against each other and fight each other to decide the ownership of the Divine Power Array.

Therefore, before the real war comes, the first purpose of the people present is only one, and that is to conserve physical strength.

But.

Although Qin Feng had reached the end of his crossbow and was injured, ordinary disciples still couldn't help him, with his shocking body, he didn't pay attention to the swords killed by those disciples at all, and people just brandished the magic sword like crazy.

After a while, the corpses at Qin Feng's feet were piled up, and the blood was like a tidal river, surging with a bang.

In just a few moments, thousands of people died.

The remaining Nine Song Divine Temple people didn't dare to step forward again, and the people just surrounded Qin Feng, their faces frightened and trembling.

Seeing that the disciples had lost their fighting spirit, all the great powers glanced at each other, nodded silently, and attacked Qin Feng together.

At this time, I had to make a move.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank and he wanted to leave, but at this moment, he was already surrounded by a group, and immediately sacrificed a circle of extensive energy, arranging and constructing a huge demonic qi shield in front of him, resisting the various terrifying rays that attacked.

Swords, knives, spears, arrows, thunder, lightning, flames, frost, and so on, countless powerful attacks rained down on the demonic shield in an instant.

The shield lasted about three seconds.

Bang dang.

The shield bursts.

The remaining attacks instantly hit Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng retreated again and again, almost falling off the pumice stone, spitting blood from his mouth, his body was pitted, and his flesh and blood were blurred, even if it was a shocking divine body, he was not completely immune now.

After all, he didn't have the blessing of the Nine Yao Divine Needle.

"What's the matter?Qin Feng, do you know how powerful we are now?"

Lin Bangyue stood at the back of the crowd, laughed sharply, and said proudly.

"Boy, you are just a martial arts person, but we Sumeru people who are pressed on the martial arts field can't raise their heads, if we don't kill you today, we will not be able to save face, it is impossible for you to escape, it is better to tie your hands obediently, so that we can give you a good time!" Heavenly Fury Zhenren stepped forward and stared at Qin Feng and said coldly.

"This is not a place where you, a martial arts holy lander, can go wild, suffer death. "Fuyue drank away.

"Martial Master, the shame you gave me before, I want to return it to you now. Xiao Mowen squinted and smiled.

"Get down to your knees immediately, or you'll just die without a place to bury!!"

"Get down on your knees!"

"Get on your knees!"

The voices are coming and going, and there are more and more voices.

Many people's eyes were full of anger and resentment, after all, among the people Qin Feng had killed in the martial arts field before, there was the existence of their sect, how could they not be angry?

At present, Qin Feng is already the target of everyone, the turtle in the urn.

He had nowhere to run and no life to find.

However, Qin Feng was not afraid, he took a deep breath and looked at the people around him lightly: "If you want to kill, come here, what is so much nonsense?"

"Death!Kill!!"

The crowd was furious.

I only saw that the Heavenly Fury True Man led a group of masters from the Heavenly Fury Sect to jump over and fight with Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng, who was injured, couldn't resist at all, and he was already losing ground one after another.

The Nine Songs God of War on the pumice stone looked at Qin Feng, and anyone could see a thick smile in his eyes.

"Is this the God of War?"

"Quick, rescue His Excellency the God of War!"

Several people from the Nine Songs Temple shouted loudly, and rushed towards the Nine Songs God of War lying on the pumice stone.

But as soon as they approached the Nine Songs God of War, they were hit by several brutal aura, and their bodies were torn apart on the spot, and they died tragically directly.

"Huh?"

The powerful and powerful people around them all showed a playful color.

"Elder Lin, what are you doing here?"

Some of the disciples couldn't understand it anymore and asked angrily.

I only heard Lin Shi say coldly: "This person is not His Excellency the God of War, this person is Qin Feng's traitor!"

"Traitor?"

The crowd was stunned.

It's so, isn't it?

Lin Shi snorted coldly: "If this person is really His Excellency the God of War, how can I be controlled by a martial artist in my Nine Song God Palace?"

These words fell to the ground, and the people were speechless and could not refute them.

Lin Shi shouted again: "Listen, now that the hall master is dead, the whereabouts of His Excellency the God of War are unknown, this is an impostor, and I am the supreme leader of the Nine Songs Temple, wait for me to listen to my orders, kill the past, eradicate Qin Feng, eradicate the martial arts people, and this fake God of War! Return me to the Nine Songs Temple Qingyu!!"

"Kill!"

Some of the disciples rushed over.

There are still some people who hesitate, they naturally don't believe Lin Shi's words, but looking at the surrounding situation, they can't be allowed to refute, Lin Shi's position is already the trend of the times, and in desperation, they can only follow.

Qin Feng suffered from the enemy on his back and was difficult to support alone.

However, Lin Shi's actions gave him a glimmer of hope.

These people thought that the Nine Songs God of War had also been incapacitated by Qin Feng, but they didn't know that he was only temporarily sealed by the Divine Needle, not seriously injured like the Nine Songs Hall Lord.

"I think you can't wait to kill Lin Shi now. ”

Qin Feng said in a deep voice, and his hand was raised directly.

Whoosh...

The Nine Yao Divine Needle instantly broke away from the body of the Nine Song God of War and submerged into his body.

The Nine Songs God of War was unrestrained, and his eyes were bright.

And at this time, a large number of disciples of the Nine Song Divine Temple had already raised their swords and slashed towards him... ()

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