1210: C1210 Swordsman Guest of the Family

C1210 Swordsman Guest of the Family

The original name of the Elder Brother Wang was "Wang Jianqiu", and was a descendant of the Primordial sword race.

It was said that the origin of all sword cultivators in the world was this Primordial sword race.

And on the Divine Slave Continent, there were still a small number of disciples remaining.

"Scram to the side. What's the matter with you?"

Without even looking, Wang Jianqiu raised his hand and slapped.

Pow!

With a crisp sound, the bearded man was slapped until he was forced to retreat again and again. Half of his face had swelled up.

This scene also made Qin Feng frown slightly.

This person was not only rude and unreasonable, he was also ruthless in his attacks.

The bearded gangster was pleading for mercy on his behalf. He didn't expect to be treated in such a manner.

"What the hell are you?" A mere ThunderClan disciple dares to contradict me? "If you dare to step out again, I will take your dog life."

Wang Jianqiu glared at the bearded man fiercely.

From the looks of it, in Divine Slave Continent, strength was not the only reason, but also status was the most important.

Although everyone was a slave, the status of the primordial races directly determined their status in the Divine Slave Continent.

The position of the sword race was clearly higher than the ThunderClan.

It was also because of this that, when Wang Jianqiu first joined the Divine Slave Association, the treatment he received was much better than most people.

"Brat, although you have some strength, you only have a lowly Human Clan bloodline. If you want to join our Divine Slave Association, wouldn't you have to piss on yourself?"

Wang Jianqiu stared at Qin Feng coldly, and said arrogantly.

Before Qin Feng entered the Divine Slave Continent, he used the reincarnation technique to change his appearance and temperament.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a Heavenly Sage Ranker.

With Wang Jianqiu's cultivation, he naturally could not see his true identity.

And in the Divine Slave Continent, the Human Clan was almost at the bottom level of existence. Even the ThunderClan was far inferior to him, let alone compare with him.

"Brother Xu, let's go."

Qin Feng did not bother with Wang Jianqiu, but picked up his beard and walked out of the hall.

He had just arrived and did not want to cause any more trouble.

Anyway, he didn't want to become a godly slave, and now that he was chased away, it was exactly what he wanted.

"Stop, who let you leave?"

Without waiting for Qin Feng to leave the palace, Wang Jianqiu let out a mocking sneer.

The other people in the hall also had expressions of schadenfreude.

"We've offended people from the sword race, these two fellows will suffer."

"The sword race has two Guest Warrior s, who would dare to provoke them? "He's simply not caring about his own life."

Chattering could be heard from all directions.

The reason why sword race's position was so noble was because they had two God Clan s.

As one person gained enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, the disciples of sword race also gained glory.

"Didn't you just let us go?"

The bearded man said with a wronged expression.

"It was just a moment ago. Now it is. I told you guys to scram, but you dawdled. Now, I have changed my mind. "

Wang Jianqiu sneered coldly.

"What do you want?"

Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and a bit of anger surged in his heart.

"Kneel down and kowtow three times for laozi. Call him a good grandfather, laozi will let you leave."

Wang Jianqiu snickered.

With that said, the crowd also went into an uproar, they never expected Wang Jianqiu to be so excessive.

"What do you want me to shout for?"

Qin Feng pretended to be shocked.

"Good grandfather!"

Wang Jianqiu emphasized loudly again.

"Hm!" Good grandson, don't be so loud, I'm not deaf yet. "

Qin Feng smiled and nodded.

"Little animal, you dare to take advantage of me?"

Wang Jianqiu was furious.

As for the people around, they were all holding back their laughter, never would they have imagined that Qin Feng had so much guts, to even dare to take advantage of Wang Jianqiu.

The man with a full beard at the side seemed to be scared witless.

What kind of status does Wang Jianqiu have?

Qin Feng had just arrived, but he actually dared to provoke him.

"Little animal, I'll make you die a miserable death."

Wang Jianqiu roared, he released his Flying Sword and thrusted towards Qin Feng.

This Flying Sword of his was also a thermal weapon, it contained a strong energy of the stars, and it did not need any mana to activate.

Adding on the sword race's Imperial Sword Technique, it could be said to be unstoppable.

Swish!

The Flying Sword flashed and went straight for Qin Feng's head.

"Scram!"

Qin Feng threw a punch out, and the dense mana fluctuations sent the Flying Sword flying several hundred meters away.

At the same time, this wave of residual mana swept towards Wang Jianqiu, and fiercely smashed onto his chest.

Bang!

Wang Jianqiu flew out horizontally and smashed onto one of the pillars in the palace.

With a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of black blood. Immediately, golden stars appeared in Wang Jianqiu's eyes, and he almost fainted on the spot.

This scene caused the originally noisy crowd to become deathly silent.

"With your little strength, you dared to bully a newcomer with your identity as the sword race?"

Qin Feng laughed coldly.

Initially, he didn't want to cause too much trouble. However, this fellow had overpowered him, breaking through his limits time and time again, forcing him to take action.

Moreover, Qin Feng could see clearly that there was no reason at all for him to be above the Divine Slave Continent.

Whoever was stronger and had a stronger identity would have the right to speak.

He had not infiltrated this place to roam around, but to infiltrate the inner parts of the God Clan as soon as possible.

If he did not display a bit of his worth, Divine Slave Association would truly look down on him.

"What happened?"

Following the spread of the news, a few clan elders of the guild hurried over.

Amongst these elders, there was an old man who carried a long sword on his back. He was one of the Guest Warrior s.

Through the understanding of the disciples in the hall, the Swordsman Guest of the Family's face quickly darkened.

"How audacious, you haven't even joined the Divine Slave Association, and you dare to injure a member of it?"

Swordsman Guest of the Family glanced at Qin Feng, murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

"Men, take this kid on the spot!"

The Swordsman Guest of the Family ordered coldly.

Shua shua …

Immediately, all the disciples in the hall aimed their Battle Mecha possession and thermal weapon s at Qin Feng.

"Going out is bad!"

Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

He never thought that he would be targeted the moment he entered the Divine Slave Continent.

"All of you need to think this through clearly. If this matter gets out of hand, it will not benefit any of you."

Qin Feng's expression did not change as he indifferently swept his eyes across the Swordsman Guest of the Family.

Hearing this, the corner of Swordsman Guest of the Family's mouth twitched, revealing a sinister smile.0

In front of his Divine Slave Association, in front of his, this brat actually dared to speak such arrogant words and even dare to threaten him.

"Kill!"

With a wave of the Swordsman Guest of the Family's arm, everyone charged forward.

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