"Are you wrong?

Everyone has been waiting here for so long, but in the end it’s just a misunderstanding?”

"Oh, after all, Qin Feng is also a greedy person who is afraid of death!"

"Haha, wasn't that guy crazy some time ago?

In the martial arts world, some people even compared him with Qin Wentian back then. Now it seems that he is just a weak man who is strong on the outside and works on the inside!"

"I was not surprised by the sword god Zoi Fujita, the number one martial arts person in Yingguo, can be called a god-like figure. It is normal for Qin Feng to know that his opponent is the sword god, so he dare not come!"

"There is no show, there is no show, I haven't come yet, so I probably really dare not come!"

"..." As time went by, the martial arts people had not seen Qin Feng for a long time, and sarcastic laughter followed. Many people who had expectations for Qin Feng also felt deeply disappointed at this time.

How can those who practice martial arts be greedy for life and fear death?

Cheng Yue from Qingcheng Mountain frowned and looked at the vast ocean outside the island thoughtfully, showing dissatisfaction and resentment.

If Qin Feng doesn't come, how can he avenge his children?

In this decisive battle, whether it is Qingcheng Mountain, Lu family, or even the Ghost King Valley, they have devoted a lot of effort and manpower. If the bamboo basket is in vain in the end, how annoying would it be?

Chivalrous Shanzhuo did not smile, and the smile on his face slowly faded away.

"Can something go wrong?"

Zhuo Buxiao murmured to himself, calculating the time, Qin Feng should come at this time.

Everyone was restless.

Only the sword god standing in the field was always calm and calm, as if he didn't care whether Qin Feng came or not, but he seemed to believe that Qin Feng would come... Time passed by minute by minute.

Seeing that everyone was about to lose their last patience, and when they patted their butts and dispersed... Buzz! A heavy roar suddenly came from the north.

That was the sound of the ship sailing! "Here you come!"

The atmosphere of the audience instantly emerged from the depression and replaced it with all kinds of ups and downs.

The sword god standing in the field was the first time that he really opened his eyes, looking in that direction with a torch, and a strong fire of war slowly ignited in his deep eyes.

"Here..." The God of Knife murmured softly, with a slight trembling in his tone, mixed with too many emotions.

One by one, one gaze of eyes gathered away.

In the sea and sky line, a huge ship finally slowly revealed its true face.

The ship is approaching.

The man standing on the deck gradually emerged in everyone's sight.

He is not good-looking, has an ordinary figure, and is wearing a Zhongshan suit, which has a bit of the charm of a martial arts master. He puts his hands on one hand and presses on the long wooden box beside him. Facing the sea breeze, his hair is swaying, his clouds are light and gentle, and he is unruly.

"Qin Feng!"

"It's Qin Feng!"

"He actually came!"

On Zhufeng Island, bursts of exclamations suddenly erupted.

A group of people who longed for Qin Feng to win glory for China were once again excited. Those who thought about Qin Feng going to the eighteen levels of hell day and night also had cold smiles on their faces.

The atmosphere became weird and anxious.

It is also in this atmosphere.

The ship finally docked on the reef of the Wind-Chasing Island.

Qin Feng walked down the deck without any haste and officially stepped onto this lonely and deserted island.

This moment.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the sound of the wind was like a roar of a fierce ghost.

The solemn and cold atmosphere almost instantly enveloped the entire island, making everyone on it feel an inexplicable coldness, as if they were in a glacier.

The fishy storm rose, murderous intent! Under the gaze of a bunch of eyes, Qin Feng walked towards the direction where the shadows were densest expressionlessly. Soon, he passed through the crowd and walked to the sword god.

When the two were dozens of meters apart, Qin Feng stopped and looked straight at the sword god.

The God of Sword was also staring at him.

The eyes met, and the whole place was silent.

for a long time.

The God of Sword nodded to Qin Feng: "You are here."

Qin Feng: "I'm here."

The sword god smiled and said, "I know you will come."

Qin Feng grinned: "I know you will wait."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was a tacit understanding that was indescribable.

It was as if they were not opponents at all, nor were they strangers who had only met one before, but... they were confidants in life who had been celebrating decades of age and across the country! Suddenly, the laughter came to an abrupt end.

The God of Sword looked at Qin Feng deeply and sighed heavily: "You are not strict in discipline, and you will be laughing at me."

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this, and then felt relieved.

Last night, when he fought with Zoe Sakurako, the big pig's hooves were too stubborn and fought with him until his hands were covered in blood, so he was willing to give up.

What a smart and wise person is the Sword God?

It is obvious that the sword god already knows everything.

"Famous love is deep, and we should be in awe, so how can we say that we laugh?"

Qin Feng said with a smile.

"Yes, deep affection."

The sword god sighed like a smile and said helplessly: "The child is always innocent and unaware of the world. If you weren't humble, she would have been a dead person last night."

Qin Feng chuckled: "I will not kill people without hatred, especially beautiful women."

The sword god was stunned when he heard this.

Zoe Sakurako, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but blush when she heard Qin Feng's words. Why did this guy always suddenly become inappropriate?

The sword god came back to his senses and showed a smile on his face: "I told her that today's decisive battle, no matter what the result is, the sword god clan cannot have any grudges with you, so..." The sword god paused and continued: "I hope you can give me a fair showdown."

"It means I don't need to show mercy?"

Qin Feng smiled.

"There is no love between you and me."

The God of Sword smiled and said, "However, there is no grudge between you and me. Today, you and I will face each other with each other, both in order to determine the superiority and death. If you stick to the principle and not kill me, I will not be as graceful as you."

"Oh, you're worried about this."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Then you really don't have to worry. I do not have the habit of killing people without hatred, but the most fundamental thing is to depend on whether the other party is a beautiful woman."

Zoe Sakurako: "..." Knife God: "..." The audience: "?

!”

Qin Feng, are you a human or a ghost?

The God of Knife secretly breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down the sensation in his heart, then looked at Qin Feng again, narrowed his eyes, and the extremely murderous aura burst out from his eyes: "It is both a distinction between the superiority and the inferiority, and life and death!"

As the sword god blurted out the words, the entire Fengfeng Island instantly became solemn.

When Qin Feng heard the sound, the smile on his face gradually faded away, and replaced it with it, which was a rare solemn and sharpness.
Chapter completed!