Chapter 908: If I draw a sword, I only need one sword!

silence.

Deathly silence.

Looking at the dead wood against the Sword God's neck from a distance, everyone felt deeply shocked in their hearts. In a short period of time, they simply could not accept this fact.

Not that they would be less surprised if the Sword God won this battle.

But this is too fast, right?

From beginning to end, barely three minutes passed before the majestic swordsman was defeated by Qin Feng?

What kind of genius is this young man? Looking at the martial arts world for thousands of years, there probably has never been such a person, right?

What’s even more puzzling and even embarrassing is that Qin Feng is not from the martial arts world!

"Awesome, really awesome, Qin Feng, well done!"

"Hahaha, beautiful! Thirty years ago, Qin Wentian was in charge of the overall situation. Thirty years later, Qin Feng came out of the sky to promote the power of China and dampen the spirit of the Ying Kingdom!"

"Qin Feng is truly the proud son of heaven!"

"..."

After a brief silence, there was a burst of applause at the scene, with blood boiling and passion surging.

And in such a fiery atmosphere, there was another kind of sound.

"Haha, a master's attack is fatal, and Qin Feng's hands are cracked by the jaws of the tiger, isn't it? In my opinion, his victory with this move is not entirely based on strength!"

"That's right, this guy must be lucky!"

"It's a matter of life and death. Now that the difference has been made, Qin Feng wins by luck. Next, the real battle of life and death comes. Only those who survive can have the last laugh!"

"The Sword God's one move, Falling Leaves and Blossoms, is unparalleled in the world. If he really uses the sword, Qin Feng will definitely not be his opponent!"

"Let's wait and see. I would like to see if Qin Feng can still be so majestic when it comes to life and death!"

"..."

The entire Zhufeng Island was buzzing with people, and the martial arts masters were in a frenzy and agitation. Subtly, they were divided into two groups. Not only did they have opposing ideas, but their respective positions also seemed to be a bit explosive.

The tension was tense, and the overall atmosphere became increasingly grim and chilling.

But Qin Feng and Sword God still seemed to have never heard of all this.

The god of swords held the warm dry wood against his throat, his Adam's apple rolled, and he could almost clearly feel the infinite power that this dry wood could burst out in an instant, and his mind was horrified.

Others only felt that he had lost a move.

He was the only one who understood that today's duel was completely different from the duel with Qin Wentian thirty years ago.

Back then, the Sword God indeed only lost one move.

But today, in fact, he had already lost as early as the fourteenth move!

It's just that he attacked quickly and fiercely, using strength to make up for his weaknesses, and Qin Feng had no desire to hurt him, so he managed to hold on until now...

If Qin Feng was bent on winning, he would have lost long ago without even needing fourteen moves!

"Heaven's proud man, he is indeed heaven's proud man. Why don't we, the Ying Kingdom, have such evil geniuses? Why!" The Sword God's heart was filled with excitement, and he roared and whined repeatedly.

Before arriving at Zhufeng Island, he knew that if Qin Feng was not merciless, he would have no chance of winning.

But he didn't expect that the gap between himself and Qin Feng was so huge!

If Qin Feng was born in the Kingdom of Ying, and there are such unparalleled talents in the Kingdom of Ying, why not worry about the martial arts in the Kingdom of Ying?

The sword god even dared to think that if Yingguo's martial arts had Qin Feng, it wouldn't take a few decades for Yingguo's martial arts to catch up with the Chinese martial arts and become the top of the world!

What a pity, what a pity!

"call--"

The sword god let out a heavy breath, came to his senses, looked up at Qin Feng with a bitter look on his face and said: "The outcome of today's battle is already clear."

Qin Feng smiled: "Then we still want to continue fighting?"

"Of course." The sword god once again raised his hand towards Qin Feng, and his voice became heavier and more determined: "It's a matter of life and death. Now that we're superior, let's fight to the death!"

Qin Feng closed his eyes helplessly.

"Watch the move!"

The shrill shouts resounded, destroying the long-lasting harmony.

The sword god who was holding the dead wood suddenly drew out his sword, and with a clang, the light of the sword was like a rainbow, frightening others. At the same time, it showed extremely sharpness and cut the dead wood in Qin Feng's hand directly in half.

For a time, there were countless sword shadows.

Countless knife shadows enveloped Qin Feng like the Buddha's light, forcing Qin Feng to retreat violently, looking a little hasty and embarrassed.

The sword god attacks like a tiger and is determined to kill.

During this offensive, Qin Feng suddenly seemed a little green, and he retreated continuously. It seemed to others that he had almost no strength to fight back.

Suddenly, the originally noisy atmosphere became weird again.

A bunch of eyes came together, and a series of strange voices followed.

"Did you see it? This is the God of Swords, this is the God of Ying's martial arts!"

"Let me ask, how could Qin Feng be the opponent of the Sword God? It turns out that the Sword God hid his clumsiness just now. Speaking of which, this Sword God actually respected Qin Feng and deliberately let him win a round and died in a life-and-death duel.

, and it won’t look too embarrassing.”

"Respect Qin Feng? You think too highly of this young boy. He obviously respects Chinese martial arts and martial arts!"

"The Falling Leaves and Blossoms sword skills of the Sword God are peerless and impeccable. Under such fierce sword skills, Qin Feng may not be able to survive for three minutes. There seems to be no suspense in this battle."

"Huh, who will win is a matter of two opinions. Don't take things too seriously, don't be anxious!"

"..."

All eyes glanced at the area where many of the disciples of Xiayi Mountain were, and found that the person who still believed in Qin Feng at this time was actually the normally crazy Zhuo Buxiao. They couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then they all sneered in their hearts.

As we all know, after Qin Feng killed Lu Nanfeng and his son in Yanjing last time, Xiayi Mountain and Qin Feng reached a friendly relationship. This is undoubtedly the biggest gamble for Xiayi Mountain in decades.

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

Cheng Yue looked at Zhuo Buxiao's undoubted look, and laughed even more sinisterly in his heart: "Zhuo Buxiao, Zhuo Buxiao, I want to see if Qin Feng dies, will you, a lunatic, still be able to laugh?

!”

suddenly.

Bang!

A fierce and shocking sound sounded in the field.

Everyone hurriedly looked around and realized that it turned out that Qin Feng was forced into a blind corner and had no way to retreat. He finally took off the long wooden box behind him. As a result, the wooden box was shattered by the sword god, revealing a heavy and sharp knife.

Sword.

"What a sword!"

Seeing the gleaming Canglong Sword, countless people exclaimed and became greedy.

When the sword god saw the sharp and exquisite slender sword, he took a few steps back, looked at Qin Feng with a solemn face and said: "You are finally willing to draw the sword."

Qin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If I draw a sword, it only takes one strike. After one strike, the battle will be completely stopped."
Chapter completed!