670: C670 Jian Wuming

C670 Jian Wuming

"Junior Brother Qin, this way please …"

Not long after, Wang Chu returned and took Qin Feng to the Sword Pavilion.

The most eye-catching thing was the scar on his left eye. It was a sword mark, a shocking sight to behold.

Since Wang Chu had taken Qin Feng's benefits, he naturally had to speak up for him at this time.

"Elder senior brother, Junior Brother Qin sincerely wishes to pay a visit to Master President. Why not give him a chance?"

Wang Chu smiled apologetically.

"Why?"

Jian Wuming ignored Wang Chu, his gaze still locked onto Qin Feng.

Seeing that, Wang Chu did not dare to continue speaking.

One could tell that he was extremely afraid of Jian Wuming, afraid that he would anger the other party.

"Junior Brother Qin, Jian Wuming's personality is eccentric and cold at the top, I do not dare to offend him, the rest is up to you."

Wang Chu transmitted through secret message, reminding Qin Feng.

Qin Feng remained calm, looked Jian Wuming straight in the eyes, and said neither humble nor arrogant: "The reason is simple, I want Senior Sword Saint to step in and save a friend of mine."

Hearing that, Jian Wuming's face became colder, and Wang Chu opened his eyes wide, as though he was terrified.

Although he had received Qin Feng's benefits, he did not know that Qin Feng had come to visit the Sword Saint to save his.

If they needed Sword Saint to save them, then it was obvious that it would be very difficult.

"Junior Brother Qin, why didn't you say so earlier? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here.

Wang Chu was regretful.

Jian Wuming frowned, and looked coldly at Wang Chu, "You took his benefits again?"

"Eldest Senior Brother, I … I …"

Wang Chu mumbled.

"Scram!"

Jian Wuming shouted lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it was as loud as thunder, scaring Wang Chu so much that his face turned white.

"Elder Senior-apprentice Brother, I'm sorry. I will leave now."

Wang Chu did not dare to stay for long, and immediately disappeared from the Sword Pavilion.

With that, only Jian Wuming and Qin Feng remained in the Sword Pavilion, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"What about you? Are you still not planning to leave? "

Jian Wuming scoffed.

"As the saying goes, your words are appropriate for a person. Let me see your calligraphy and paintings." I thought you were a brave hero, but after seeing you today, you're only so-so. "

Qin Feng shook his head and sarcastically replied.

Jian Wuming's face changed. Although he was a little angry, he was more curious.

"You understand my calligraphy and paintings?"

Jian Wuming asked.

"Your calligraphy and paintings? "I don't think so. Perhaps I have misunderstood. You must have bought those paintings for me to collect?"

Qin Feng shook his head and laughed.

"You don't need to ridicule me. Since you can understand my calligraphy and paintings, it's different from those mediocre people. I can give you a chance to continue staying."

Jian Wuming paused, then changed the topic, "However, I'm afraid this won't work if you want my Master to save your friends."

"You don't even know who to save anymore?"

Qin Feng asked.

"Who do you want to save?"

Jian Wuming remained calm and collected.

"Ye Guxing."

Qin Feng spoke bluntly.

"Ye Guxing is your friend?"

Jian Wuming was surprised.

Then, he suddenly realized something. "Oh right, I remember now, in the selection of Sacred Heart City, Ye Guxing's vital energy and blood were exhausted, and he became a living corpse."

"Oh? So you know about this? "

Qin Feng was shocked.

"Not only me, the entire Academy of Sword Saints knows about it? After all, Ye Guxing can be considered a popular person in the Academy of Sword Saints. "

Jian Wuming said calmly.

Hearing that, Qin Feng's eyes were filled with anger, and he asked coldly: Since you all know about this, why do you all ignore it? Could it be that they do not see Ye Guxing as one of their own? "

"Ye Guxing's vital energy and blood are exhausted. You must find someone to replace his blood if you want to save him, so you should be clear about how much damage is done to his blood, right? Do you think my Master will take action? "

Jian Wuming's face was ice-cold.

"I have heard that the Senior Sword Saint is magnanimous, that it has the wind of a benevolent person, but when it comes to situations, it only knows how to escape. It doesn't even care about the life and death of its disciples.

Qin Feng sneered.

"Brat, don't insult my Master. You don't even know anything, what qualifications do you have to point fingers and talk?"

Jian Wuming squinted his eyes, his body surging with killing intent.

"I don't understand? I really don't understand. At least I won't be as cold-blooded as you guys. If everyone is able to take care of themselves, sooner or later, the Demon Clan will take over Holy Region. Even if your cultivation is any higher, isn't it still a situation where you will fall apart? "

Qin Feng said without any trace of politeness.

"You …"2

Jian Wuming said with a cold expression.

He wanted to refute, but Qin Feng's words were so harsh on his heart, that he did not know what to say.

It was just as Qin Feng had said, the current ailment of the Holy Region, from the one person to the power of the Sanctuary, all of them had an attitude of sweeping snow from their doorsteps.

If everyone thought so, then their hearts would disperse. It was only a matter of time before they would fall apart.

On the contrary, when the Demon Clan gathered together and thought about the same thing, they could use all of their strength in one place to form a trend that could threaten the life and death of the Holy Region.

Unfortunately, not many could see that there was such a huge problem. Everyone was paralyzed by the Holy Region's prosperity.

However, Jian Wuming was a smart person, he knew this logic very well.

He just never thought that Qin Feng would actually also see through this problem.

"To be honest, I've underestimated you. You really do have the qualifications to participate in the Hall Competition and become my opponent. However, unfortunately, for the sake of the Academy of Sword Saints's general situation, I am still unable to allow you to see her. "

Jian Wuming's attitude was very resolute.

"I have already said what I should say. Although this visit is a bit presumptuous, it is still a form of courtesy. However, it seems like polite people are easier to get rid of. Since that's the case, I'll just force my way through. "

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said with a cold smile.

His will was also incomparably firm. No matter what, he must see the Sword Saint today.

As for whether Sword Saint wanted to save someone, that was something for the future.

"Charge?" You think that I, Jian Wuming, do not exist? "

Jian Wuming suddenly sneered.

Whoosh!

A cold killing intent immediately enveloped the entire Sword Pavilion.

Sword-light began to surge out from the depths of the void.

In the blink of an eye, the Sword Pavilion turned into a gigantic sword formation, covering the entire sky and making people feel suffocated.

"Qin Feng, I will give you one last chance. Leave the Academy of Sword Saints right now and I can let you go."

Jian Wuming's face darkened, as though he had killed a god of possession.

"Let me go? Jian Wuming, your words are too boastful. You and I are both disciples of palace trials, there will be a fight sooner or later.

Qin Feng sneered again and again.

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