Chapter 909, The sword god fell, and the whole place was filled with deathly silence!

If I draw a sword, I only need one sword!

After one strike of the sword, this battle will cease completely!

In just two sentences, almost everyone present was speechless.

Shocking.

A complete shock!

What does Qin Feng mean?

Does this mean that Ko Sword God only needs to use one sword?

How confident is this?

How arrogant is this?

I simply don’t know how high the sky is and how arrogant I am!

This is the sword god of the Ying Kingdom, not just a bunch of cats and dogs caught on the street!

In a dead atmosphere.

Some people couldn't stand it and shouted in public: "Qin Feng, you are too arrogant. You are bragging and not drafting. Don't you even know how to blush? You are just a clown!"

"That's right! You're going to laugh me out of me, you ignorant child, it's so ridiculous!"

"Just one sword? Your tone is too arrogant and ignorant!"

"Crazy kid, don't embarrass me, China!"

"..."

For a moment, even the chivalrous Shanzhuo Buxiao looked at Qin Feng with a slightly changed look.

Qin Feng is very strong, he knows it.

Qin Feng's strength is superior to that of the Sword God, and he can see it.

But how can the Sword God be such a simple character?

The fact that he has been the god of martial arts in the Ying Kingdom for decades without ever having a day of trough or decline is enough to illustrate his absolute strength. If such a person can be defeated with just one sword, what kind of terrifying strength does that require?

Zhuo Buxiao doesn't believe that Qin Feng has this kind of strength. Maybe he will in a few years, but today, at this moment, he definitely doesn't!

Look at the whole scene.

The Sword God was the only one who heard Qin Feng's arrogant words. Instead of being angry, he felt especially excited and excited. Even his calm expression became overjoyed.

Overjoyed!

This feeling is just like Dugu Qiubai in the book by Jin Yong, who has been lonely all his life and finally found a master who can kill him!

The Sword God believes in Qin Feng.

Therefore, he felt particularly excited.

"With just one sword, this battle will be completely over..." The Sword God murmured twice, then looked at Qin Feng with blazing eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If I could see such a unique killing move before my death,

I, Zoe Fujita, have lived my life in vain!"

Qin Feng lowered his hands and held a sword in one hand, unmoved.

The Sword God handed over his hand again and said extremely seriously: "I beg Brother Qin Feng to grant me a wish!"

Others were shocked.

What the hell is this?

The whole world doesn't believe in Qin Feng, but the sword god believes in him?

"Mockery, this must be sarcasm!"

"Yes, yes, this is a typical example of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. The sword god gives Qin Feng face first, and then ends the battle with his own sword later. How bright is his face? How proud is Yingguo's martial arts?"

"Ginger is still old and hot. Qin Feng, are you going to embarrass the face of Chinese martial arts before you give up?"

"..."

Everyone who seemed to serve the country loyally was filled with anger at this moment. They wanted to rush up and beat Qin Feng to death, and then cut his body into thousands of pieces, telling the Sword God that this kid could not represent China.

But when Qin Feng listened to the sincere voice of the Sword God, he felt helpless in his heart.

It's funny to say.

They were born from the same family, but no one believed in him. On the contrary, it was the sword god in this foreign country who had the strongest trust in him.

What are the intentions of these so-called famous martial arts sects?

Sad, deplorable!

"For me, it's just a matter of effort."

Qin Feng raised his head, looked at the Sword God lightly and said: "Since you want to, then do as you wish."

The Sword God was overjoyed: "Three lifetimes of luck!"

Qin Feng said no more.

The smile on the sword god's face slowly faded away, and was gradually replaced by solemnity.

Eyes facing each other.

No matter how noisy the surroundings are, for them at this time, it seems that the whole world is quiet.

suddenly.

Qin Feng moved.

Unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder!

The Sword God only saw Qin Feng take a step.

But this step directly crossed more than ten meters, and arrived in front of the Sword God like a ghost.

The sword god was shocked, and his pupils shrank instantly.

He also saw that the gorgeous long sword in Qin Feng's hand was raised, sweeping across the void, and the shadow of the sword was like a tide.

The Sword God saw all the tracks clearly.

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

Come.

because……

He is already dead.

Quiet, peaceful and silent.

The sword god has fallen!

The screen freezes.

Qin Feng appeared behind the Sword God, holding a sword in one hand, his eyes lowered, his face expressionless and without any emotion.

The sword god stood behind Qin Feng, clutching the samurai sword with both hands, his old eyes widened, and his tightened pupils were filled with shock and ecstasy, as if the second before everything came to a standstill was the moment in his life.

happiest moments.

Some people say that witnessing is an honor.

This sentence could not be more appropriate when applied to the Sword God at this moment.

He witnessed the majestic domineering power of Qin Feng's sword.

He witnessed the rise of a new generation of unprecedented stars.

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

He witnessed it, Qin Feng!

"Father……"

Zoe Sakurako in the crowd saw all these petrified scenes and closed her eyes sadly. Two lines of tears silently escaped from the corners of her delicate eyes and fell freely.

And the bustling crowd seemed to suddenly feel something, and the atmosphere slowly calmed down.

Someone suddenly exclaimed: "The Sword God is dead!"

"What? The Sword God is dead?"

"Look, there's a blood line on the Sword God's neck!"

"The blood line is expanding!"

"The Sword God is dead!"

"..."

Without realizing it, there were only countless sounds of shock and shock in the entire Wind Zhuying Island.
To be continued...