Chapter 904, Goodbye Zhuo Buxiao!

Zoe Sakurako left without looking back.

Looking at her arrogant and depressed back, Qin Feng was confused for a while, until the figure completely disappeared in the darkness, he came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

Like father, like daughter.

The life of the sword god Zoe Fujita is glorious and legendary. He is proud, noble, competitive, and moral. The same goes for the daughter he gave birth to.

Qin Feng knew that Zoe Yingzi kept her word.

He didn't kill her today, and he will definitely face her challenge in the future. It's just that when the challenge comes, it will only be a matter of superiority and inferiority, not life or death.

Qin Feng also believed that Zoe Yingzi no longer regarded her life as her own. If Qin Feng opened his mouth, she would kill him without saying a word.

It can be said that she is a hero among women of her generation!

"The human heart is so wonderful. Some people are treacherous and have no bottom line, while others are upright and upright."

Qin Feng smiled bitterly, but didn't think too much about it. He shook his head and wanted to go home.

But at this moment.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of wild laughter came out of nowhere.

"Brother Qin Feng, watch your moves!"

After the laughter, there was a rough shout like thunder.

Qin Feng's sword eyebrows were flying, and he felt a biting cold wind coming from behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw a rough and huge fist, carrying a huge force, rushing towards him.

Qin Feng did not panic, raised his big hand slowly but quickly, and tapped the wrist behind the fist just right, directly changing the trajectory of the fist.

A sharp fist passed by.

At the same time, Qin Feng suddenly stepped forward, turned his shoulder into a weapon, and struck the strong chest of the incoming man with a jack.

Bang!

A muffled sound resounded, and the tall figure who suddenly appeared suddenly retreated on the spot, taking dozens of steps before finally able to stabilize his body.

"Ah! It hurts me so much!" At the same time, a cursing voice sounded.

Qin Feng looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a long gown. He was tall and unkempt, with long messy hair and a full beard, which almost covered his entire face, making it difficult to see clearly.

The appearance is full of personality.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, there are very few people with such a personality.

Besides the chivalrous Shanzhuo who doesn’t smile, who else could be there?

"I've met Senior Zhuo."

Qin Feng slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"What's the difference between senior and senior? Martial arts are divided into strong and weak, regardless of age. You really have to be polite. If I call you senior, it's almost the same!"

Zhuo Buxia laughed and said, "Speaking of which, after Brother Qin Feng corrected my Liger Fist last time, my strength has really improved by leaps and bounds recently!"

"Really?" Qin Feng smiled: "I really can't tell."

"Can't you tell?" Zhuo Buxiao couldn't help but Nunu said aggrievedly: "I don't want you to attack people like this!"

Qin Feng shrugged and said nothing, saying that he didn't notice it was a lie, but Zhuo Buxiao's so-called rapid progress was indeed nothing to him but it was true.

It's not that the gap between the two is really too big, but Qin Feng's progress is even more terrifying.

This world is so unfair.

Some people practice hard day and night, and they can do just that after decades of persistence, while some people only need to insist on practicing for two hours every day in the morning, playing small games and watching public accounts that keep mumbling late at night, and occasionally helping them.

A beautiful woman can grow faster than all geniuses just by crossing the road.

This is like a luxury car worth tens of millions. Some people can easily buy it from the moment they are born, but some people can't even afford a tire after working hard all their lives...

…

"Senior Zhuo must have just arrived in Yangcheng in the middle of the night, right?" Qin Feng suddenly laughed.

"That's not true!" Zhuo Bu smiled and said, "Haha, the Sword God of the Ying Kingdom challenges you and has sent invitations to all the martial arts sects, asking us to come over as notaries. How can Xiayi Mountain be absent?"

Qin Feng touched his nose and said: "Then you came at the right time. There will be a decisive battle early tomorrow morning. You arrived in the middle of the night today. Aren't you afraid that you will be late and not enjoy the show?"

"Haha, everything is under my control!" Zhuo Buxiao laughed and said: "Besides, my disciples from Xiayi Mountain have already arrived at Zhufeng Island to station themselves. Even if I am late, they will take a video and show it to me.

!”

Qin Feng was speechless for a while.

The evil technological age has made everyone in the martial arts world lazy!

"By the way, brother Qin Feng, I heard that you haven't agreed to accept the challenge of the Sword God?" As if he suddenly remembered something, Zhuo Buxia ran to Qin Feng and asked.

"Yeah, I haven't agreed yet." Qin Feng said casually.

Zhuo Buxiao turned his eyes: "Then will you go? If you don't go, just tell me quickly and I will go back to my Chivalry Mountain directly."

Qin Feng was stunned, smiled bitterly, pondered for a while, and sighed: "I will go."

As Zoe Yingzi said, Qin Feng actually has the answer in his heart.

The challenge from the God of Swords is not unfounded. Even if Qin Feng doesn't go tomorrow, this battle will be inevitable. Procrastination and escape have never been Qin Feng's style.

Furthermore, it is a matter of reputation.

Qin Feng is also a patriotic person at heart.

Even though the sword god's character is not critical, he is a Yingguo after all. This time he challenges Qin Feng in such a high-profile manner. If Qin Feng shrinks and refuses, wouldn't it mean that China has lost its prestige?

If a man has his ambitions in all directions, how can there be any reason for the country to suffer?

"I know that you are very crazy. Not to mention you are just a swordsman, I am afraid that even if the entire martial arts world challenges you, you will not back down!"

Zhuo Buxia laughed, and then suddenly became solemn: "But to be honest, brother Qin Feng, I heard the news, this time in the battle of Zhufeng Island, I'm afraid you will face more than just the Sword God

.”

"I know."

Qin Feng nodded with a smile: "For the sake of fairness, the God of Swordsman invited all the martial arts sects to come over and act as notaries. However, there are many enemies of mine in the martial arts. They are notaries on the surface, but in fact, I don't know how many eyes are staring at me.

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Zhuo Buxiao was stunned when he heard this: "You know this, why do you still want to go?"

"Didn't you just say that? Even if the entire martial arts world challenges me, I will not back down." Qin Feng smiled lightly and said: "You think so highly of me, I can't let you down, can I?"

"Damn, you kid is really so crazy!"

Zhuo Buxia took three steps back in shock and said with wide eyes: "Do you know that tomorrow, the people on Zhufeng Island who will be watching you are not just the Lu family and Qingcheng Mountain? The various sects are oppressing, if this is true

It's extremely hot, and just a few martial arts sects can't protect you!"

In order to seek fairness, the Sword God unintentionally laid an even more terrifying trap for Qin Feng!

Qin Feng knew all this.

The night breeze is cool.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corner of his mouth with a sinister arc: "Everyone wants my life, but whether anyone has the ability to do so is a matter of debate!"
Chapter completed!