Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1303 - 1402: A Stirring Heart
"Haha, no problem."
"Who doesn’t make money?"
"He’s a gold medal winner. The day before yesterday, I saw what money is."
"Heh heh, I’m also here. He and Miss Lan Yueliang are very wealthy."
Every adventurer laughed.
To them, Qin Feng’s mission was purely by chance. They were all searching the Kanhong Mountain Range, like looking for a needle in a haystack. If they could earn 50% more without spending money, only a fool would disagree.
"Miss Lan Yueliang, it seems you didn’t mention this to me beforehand." Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded.
A large group of people and horses emerged. These people were all wearing Daoist robes of the Buddhist Sect. Every breath was intense and stirring. This person was Xie Xuan, the leader of the West Gate Shao Sect, and he was not someone else.
"Xie Shaoguan doesn’t agree?" Lan Yueliang was somewhat surprised. In her view, no one would refuse to accept this money.
"Should he be hired?" Xie Xuan glanced at Qin Feng with disdain. "Miss Lan Yueliang, I don’t care about the salary. You should know why I’m helping you."
"Fool, do you think I must recruit you?" Not many people.
"I’m not investigating you, I want to kill you!" Xie Xuan suddenly shouted,
"Wow"
When the cold gleam suddenly rose, Xie Xuan’s long sword immediately unsheathed.
"Of course, we have to do it this way."
"How dare we provoke Xie Xuan, the 50% commission would be wasted."
"No, Xie Xuan wants to kill with this sword. Apparently, when he has money, he wants to kill and seize wealth!"
Seeing this situation, the adventurers had no choice but to retreat. They didn’t dare stop after seeing Shao Sect kill the West Gate Sect.
Among everyone present, there weren’t many who rated Qin Feng highly.
Qin Feng, ignoring the mocking glances around him, slowly looked at Xie Xuan and finally a mocking arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I know I have no background, and you want to kill me. Heh heh, unfortunately, you don’t have that ability."
"Today I’ll show you how to write the word death. All of you step back and watch how I kill him." He waved his hand, and all fifty men immediately retreated from the battlefield.
Qin Feng turned around, and a wonderful blade appeared. He didn’t want to use a sword.
"Die!"
Xie Xuan let out a low roar and took the lead. He stomped on the ground and rushed towards Qin Chaofeng.
Facing Xie Xuan’s full-fledged attack, Qin Feng not only didn’t retreat but charged towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed.
During the entire battle, these two figures almost left a trail in an instant. Wherever they went, a great wind was stirred up.
"Bang!"
With the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, a violent energy wave erupted from the center of the battle circle. Suddenly, within ten meters of these two people, fallen leaves and dirt were cleared out in an empty circle.
Qin Feng held that skillful sword in his hand, looking up at the long sword, and the long sword pierced like a viper. At the edge of the sword, a silver arc kept jumping.
Without merit, martial arts, or light and airy aura, the battle blade in Qin Feng’s hand suddenly executed the simplest, most direct slash.
"Chomp!"
In the confrontation, Xie Xuan’s sword blade landed precisely on the broadsword’s body. Under the pressure of the power the sword carried, the slender long sword bent into a dangerous arc, greatly stimulating the eyeballs, and the sword point almost reached the hand where Xie Xuan held the sword hilt.
"This little brat has great strength." Seeing that they suffered a small loss on the first contact, Xie Xuan couldn’t help but sneer. His palm sank, spirit quickly gathered, and then hit the sword hilt, causing a current-like energy to flow along the sword body, quickly thrusting into Qin Feng’s sword.
The electric energy invaded the battle blade, and the hand gently holding the battle blade trembled instantly. The spiritual power inside his body surged rapidly, quickly expelling the brittle energy from within.
"Lightning is indeed the most aggressive skill. Unfortunately, your skill level is low, so don’t take it out and embarrass yourself."
Qin Feng easily removed the brittle energy from his body and casually mocked in return.
"Heh heh, kid, it’s too early to be confident!"
At the moment when Qin Feng’s palm trembled, Xie Xuan laughed, and his sword strangely spun around, scraping sparks on the battle blade, suddenly erupting.
"Thunderstorm Dance!"
As the sword moved, Xie Xuan muttered in a low voice. Suddenly, a winding arc flickered across the sword body. The arcs intertwined, flickering. Within the crackling sounds, there was a powerful force not to be underestimated.
"Thunderstorm Dance?"
"How quickly did the master of the small sect learn the arch lightning dance?" Seeing Xie Xuan’s brazen display. When the fastest scene was brought to stage and exit, exclaimed voices sounded from below. Although the arch lightning dance was just a Holy-grade high power, it was Xie Xuan’s most powerful power. Therefore, this can almost be said to be Xie Xuan Emperor’s killer move. Unexpectedly, shortly after meeting, it was put into practice.
"Heh, heh, wanting to defeat this kid in the shortest time to show him how big the gap is, fewer and fewer gatekeepers!" In some remote areas, a senior official of the Xifu Sect laughed and said.
Xie Xuan, after all, was an unbeatable force at the third layer, specializing in the paralysis skills of thunder and lightning, possessing great power. Qin Feng’s strongest Sword Dao was concealed, and its power was greatly affected.
Conversely, Qin Feng also felt some pressure.
On the field, when Xie Xuan made such an effort, Qin Feng slightly squinted his eyes, but after all, he had been through too many wars.
Under the tense gaze of those around, the sword and sword suddenly clashed. Suddenly, with the explosion of energy, tiny cracks appeared on the rocky ground where they stood.
"Chomp!" The sword’s sharp point at the top of the battle blade, against the arc, claws and fangs fiercely collided. The powerful force contained within it made the battle blade smash, and due to the arc’s erosion, the spiritual power on the battle blade also quickly decreased by more than half.
"Heh heh." Seeing Qin Feng somewhat embarrassed and quickly retreating, Xie Xuan sneered, but his hand did not let go, the long sword retreating was not yet complete, and fiercely stabbed the blade, implying an attack was too late because of the retreat.
"Chomp!" A crisp sound echoed again, the spirit on the sword finally completely dissipated.
"Chomp!" Xie Xuan’s sword shattered the spirit force on the knife and continued stabbing like lightning. At the same time, the last arc of energy also flew out of the sword body, heavily chopping the battle blade. With a loud bang, the spiritual battle blade in Qin Feng’s hand was so shaken by these powerful forces that it couldn’t last, turning into dissipated spiritual power.
"You dog, go to hell." Xie Xuan held the treasure sword, mocking Qin Feng coldly.
"Shh" A sound echoed as Qin Feng’s weapon was forcibly dispersed. Outside the battlefield around him, a hiss suddenly sounded. In this comparison, the loss of a weapon basically equated to a result of stepping into failure.
Under normal circumstances, it should be the same, but for Qin Feng, the situation was the exact opposite. The knife in hand could indeed increase Qin Feng’s attack power, but it was more of a constraint on Qin Feng. Because he never practiced any sword skill, it was just out of instinct.
At the same level, one displayed high power of the Holy Rank, while the other instinctively slashed, and naturally would be at a disadvantage. But if we return with higher skills, the results will be different.
In one-on-one combat,
Without the shackles of the battle blade, Qin Feng gained liberation. Of course, if Qin Feng utilized Sword Dao, spiritual power, physical strength, and other secondary means, even the three-layer unbeatable Ghost could be defeated, let alone the gifted Xie Xuan.
So, listening to Xie Xuan’s cold sneer, Qin Feng shrugged indifferently: "Then try it."