Cold Pride CEO and Her Personal Soldier

Now it seems that the chivalrous mountain's decision is simply stupid to the extreme!

Cheng Yue looks at Zhuo Buxiao and believes firmly in his appearance. In his heart, he even smiles: "Zhuo doesn't laugh. Zhuo doesn't laugh. I'd like to see if Qin Feng dies, can you still laugh?"

Suddenly.

Bang!

There was a violent explosion in the field.

People looked at it in a hurry, only to find that it was Qin Feng who was forced to a dead corner. He finally took down the long wooden box behind his back. As a result, the wooden box was broken by the sword God, revealing a heavy and sharp sword.

"Good sword!"

Seeing the shining Canglong sword, countless people exclaimed in their hearts and became greedy.

And the sword God saw the sharp and exquisite long sword, but he also took a few steps back. He looked at Qin Feng with all his face and said, "you are willing to make a sword at last."

Qin Feng shook his head with a wry smile: "if I take out a sword, I only need a sword. After a sword, the war will be completely stopped."

If I make a sword, I only need one!

After a sword, the war will be completely over!

Just two words, almost blocked the mouth of all the people on the scene.

Shock.

It's a complete shock!

What does Qin Feng mean?

It means, Ko sword God, he just needs to make a sword?

How confident is this?

How arrogant is that?

I just don't know the height of the sky, the earth and the earth!

This is the sword God of Yingguo, not a lot of cats and dogs on the street!

In the atmosphere of silence.

Some people can't look down and shout in public: "Qin Feng, your boy is too rampant. You don't even know how to blush when you brag and don't draft? What a clown

"Yes! I'm going to be laughed out of my teeth by you, ignorant child, ridiculous to the extreme

"Just a sword? You are so crazy and ignorant

"Rampant children, don't lose my Chinese face!"

“……”

For a time, even if the chivalrous Shanzhuo did not smile, looking at Qin Feng's eyes, there was some deterioration.

Qin Feng is very strong, he knows.

Qin Feng's strength is above the sword God, and he can see it.

But is the sword God such a simple character?

The fact that he has been the God of martial arts and Taoism in Yingguo for decades shows his absolute strength. If such a character can be solved with one sword, what terrible strength is needed?

Zhuo doesn't laugh and doesn't believe that Qin Feng has such strength. Maybe in a few years, there will be, but today, at this moment, absolutely not!

Look at the whole scene.

Dao Shen was the only one who was not angry when he heard such arrogant words as Qin Feng. On the contrary, he was very excited and excited. Even his unsophisticated expression became very happy.

Happy to have a look!

This kind of feeling, just like teacher Jin Yong's book, lonely life, finally found a master who can kill him!

The sword God believes in Qin Feng.

Therefore, he felt extremely excited.

"With just one sword, the war will be over." The God of the sword murmured twice, and immediately looked at Qin Feng with his eyes like fire. He said in a deep voice, "if I could see such a great killing move before I was alive, I would be worthy of my life!"

Qin Feng lowered his hands and held the sword in one hand.

The God of the sword again arched his hand and said very seriously: "please brother Qinfeng, I have a wish!"

Others were stunned.

What the hell is this?

The whole world doesn't believe in Qin Feng, but he does?

"Ridicule, it must be ridicule!"

"Yes, yes, this is a typical pig eating tiger. The God of the sword gives Qin Feng enough face first, and then ends the battle with his own knife later. How bright is his face? Are there many faces in the martial arts of Ying kingdom

"Ginger is still old and hot. Qin Feng, this guy, is going to lose the face of Chinese martial arts before giving up?"

“……”

One by one people who seem to be loyal to the country are filled with indignation. They want to rush up and beat Qin Feng to death, and then break them into pieces, telling the God of the sword that this boy can't represent China.

While Qin Feng listened to the sincere voice of the sword God, but he felt helpless in his heart.

It's ridiculous.

He was born from the same root. As a result, no one believed him. Instead, he was the God of the sword in a foreign country and had the most firm trust in him.

What is the purpose of these so-called martial arts sects?

Pathetic, pathetic!

"As far as I'm concerned, it's a piece of cake."

Qin Feng raised his head, looked at the sword God lightly and said: "since you want to, it is as you wish."

The God of the sword was overjoyed

Qin Feng did not speak again.

The smile on the sword God's face was also slowly collected and gradually replaced by dignified.Four eyes are opposite.

Let the noise around them, at this time, it seems to them that the whole world is quiet.

Suddenly.

Qin Feng moved.

Don't move like a mountain, move like thunder!

The sword God only saw that Qin Feng took a step.

But this step, but directly across the tens of meters, like a ghost came to the God of the sword.

The God of the sword was startled, and his pupils shrank in an instant.

He also saw that the gorgeous sword in Qin Feng's hands was raised and swept across the void, and the shadow of the sword was like tide.

The God of the sword saw all the tracks.

But it's strange that even though he saw all the tracks clearly and found a way to crack Qin Feng's sword in an instant, in the end, he couldn't lift his hand, let alone his knife.

Because

He's dead.

Quiet, peaceful, silent.

The sword God fell!

The picture stops.

Qin Feng appeared behind the God of the sword, holding the sword in one hand, drooping eyes, expressionless face, without any emotion fluctuation.

The sword God stood behind Qin Feng, holding the samurai sword with both hands. His old eyes were wide and his pupils were full of fright and ecstasy. It seemed that the second before everything stopped was the happiest moment in his life.

Some people say that it is an honor to witness.

This sentence can't be more appropriate when it is used in the Dao God at the moment.

He witnessed the power of Qin Feng's sword.

He witnessed the rise of a new generation.

He witnessed the most terrifying and incredible talent in the world.

He witnessed Qin Feng!

"Father..."

Zoe yingzi, in the crowd, saw all this petrified picture, closed her eyes and beautiful corners of her eyes, quietly drilling out two lines of tears, freely sliding down.

And the bustling crowd, it seems that also suddenly feel something, the atmosphere slowly subsided.

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "the God of the sword is dead!"

"What? Is the God of the sword dead

"Look, there is a blood line on the neck of the sword God!"

"The blood line is expanding!"

"The sword God is dead!"

“……”

Unconscious, the whole island, only a myriad of shocking sound.

After the fanatical exclamation, all of a sudden, all of a sudden stop, a line of eyes focused on the body of the sword God who will not fall after death, all of them feel the brain blank, the world collapsed.

Up to now, I can't believe that the God of the sword Dead!

How did you die?

What's the situation?

Where is this?

Who am I?

Bang!

In the stillness of death, the towering posture of the sword God, under the gaze of countless people, finally fell to the ground with a gust of breeze.

The dull sound of falling to the ground, like the death knell from hell, officially announced the death of the sword God!

When the audience heard the sound of falling to the ground, they couldn't help but tremble, as if their own heart also jumped violently, and then they fell into quiet meditation.

A sword.

Qin Feng said a sword.

The result is really a sword!

"Demons, demons!"

"What kind of strength is needed to kill the sword God of Yingguo with one sword? Qin Feng he Is it as young as it looks? "

"Is this a man? This is a monster

“……”

In the crowd, countless people shivered. Then Qi Qi looked at Qin Feng and saw the sharp sword in his hand. All of them were cold all over the body, and the heart was shocked to the extreme!

It was a duel of great disparity.