Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 338 Killing the Three Elders of Beiyan

A fireball the size of a fist slowly flew towards the three people. Yan Mo laughed loudly upon seeing this:

"Little kid, you dare to shout here with such means."

The old man was careless, and his two brothers were also laughing at him, saying they were all careless.

When the fireball flew in front of Yan Mo, Yan Mo raised the staff in his hand and with a "pop" sound, the fireball was instantly shattered by the staff, and sparks flew everywhere.

The onlookers laughed.

At this moment, Qin Feng sneered and his mind moved slightly. The red cloak transformed from the Seven-Star Primordial Wuji Cloak fluttered without wind, and the aura of an eighth-level saint was immediately revealed.

Yan Mo, the other two and the cultivators here were a little surprised when they saw this.

But what Qin Feng did next made them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

"Hehe! Burn!"

The sound was not loud but was heard by everyone.

The most taboo in a fight is dragging your feet. Even a lion fighting a rabbit needs to use all its strength! Qin Feng knows this too well. He has seen it a lot on TV. Those who talk too much nonsense are bound to get into trouble.

This old guy, the third brother, is so self-righteous that he fell into Qin Feng's trap!

After shattering the harmless little fireball, Yan Mo looked down on Qin Feng even more in his heart. However, when Qin Feng said the word "burn", he immediately felt something was wrong, but it was too late. He felt something strange coming from his body, instantly spreading throughout his body.

"Ah! Not good!"

As soon as I cried out "Oh no", every corner of my body began to feel severe pain as if being pricked by needles.

His divine sense swept across his entire body, and densely packed green sparks had already attached to his bones and blood.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the eighth-level saint in front of him in horror, who threw away his staff without a care and sat cross-legged, rapidly activating the spiritual fire in his body to destroy him with all his strength.

The two people behind him stared with fear in their eyes at the same time, and regardless of anything, they sat cross-legged with Yan Mo to drive away these small green sparks.

Everyone was stunned. What were these three people doing? How could they fight while sitting? Everyone stared at the three people with wide eyes, not knowing what was going on.

The three of them released their spiritual fire with all their strength to fight against the dense sparks in their bodies, but Qingyan Chihuo was at the peak of the Saint level and could not be easily wiped out by them.

Qin Feng just watched with a smile, Huo Bufan also watched with his mouth wide open, and everyone else was watching in amazement, watching these three people gritting their teeth, not knowing what they were doing, because Xu's Heart was absolutely unique, completely subverting the characteristics of the fire skill that was open and closed, earth-shattering, and becoming insidious and vicious!

After ten breaths, beads of sweat dripped down the faces of the three men. Yan Luo and Yan Tuo, the last two, were the first to give up. After all, they were only seventh-level saint cultivators.

Suddenly, they heard the two of them screaming like pigs being slaughtered, and they fell to the ground and began to roll, shouting:

"Please spare me! Senior, please spare me, Seventh Young Master, please spare me!"

 …

Yan Mo, who had been able to hold on, became flustered by the two men's shrill screams. This distraction caused dense sparks to wreak havoc in his body, instantly burning tiny holes in his flesh and bones like maggots in the bones.

This old guy is ruthless enough. Although he is living a life worse than death at this moment, he still grits his teeth, raises his head, stares at Qin Feng with his bloodshot eyes, and says tremblingly:

"Who are you? What did you do to us?"

Qin Feng sneered:

"Hehe! Do you think you can blaspheme the Seventh Young Master? Do you think you can get your hands on the Fire Elf throne? I am the Seventh Young Master's hidden guard. If there are still people who are unfavorable to the Seventh Young Master, their fate will be the same as you three!"

At the end, Qin Feng could raise his voice to tell everyone here that the Seventh Young Master was not someone anyone could mess with!

Huo Bufan also understood the meaning. All he could do was look at Qin Feng with gratitude and said nothing more.

Yan Luo and Yan Tuo, who were falling to the ground and rolling behind him, were still screaming and emitting a burnt smell.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yan Mo looked at Qin Feng and spoke again:

"Good boy, you are so cruel. Give me a quick death, hurry up, hurry up!"

The more he did this, the more frightened the people around him became. Although there were also seventh- and eighth-level Saint Cultivators among these people, the notoriety of the Three Elders of Beiyan was so great that who among them could be sure to be stronger than these three?

Qin Feng smiled cruelly and said:

"Old man, the crime of blaspheming the Seventh Young Master is unforgivable. You want to die easily? You are dreaming!"

After hearing this, the old man Yan Mo gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You are so cruel, boy! If that's the case, let's die together!"

After the old fellow finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly. It was obvious that some blue cracks appeared on the old guy's hands and face. That was the result of the blue flame burning completely in his body. His body was completely ravaged by the blue flame.

The old man stood up and shouted, and his whole body suddenly glowed red.

Huo Bufan shouted:

"Oh no, he's going to burn out of his spiritual fire and explode!"

With one sentence, everyone stepped back in fear. Qin Feng smiled slightly:

"Self-destruction? Dream on!"

Then, as soon as the word "fire prison" came out, a circle of green light enveloped it.

"boom!"

The sound is not small, but the noise is not loud.

Red light exploded inside the fire prison, and the entire place was enveloped by the fire prison.

With the loud noise, the fire prison shook a few times like jelly, but was intact.

far away:

"Oh my god, the self-detonation of an eighth-level saint cultivator is enough to destroy the entire cave, but how come he can't even break through a fire shield!"

"Yes! Is this young man really a monster?"

"You two are talking nonsense. If this person is not a monster, how could he become the guard of the royal prince?"

"That's right, this person's secret technique is weird, how come I have never seen it before?"

"I haven't seen him either. This guy is so scary!"

"Those three old guys are fierce enough, but they are powerless to fight back! It seems that no one will dare to touch the Seventh Young Master in the future!"

"Move? Just try and you'll know!"

"No, I won't go even if you kill me! It's too cruel!"

 …

Hearing the whispers around him, Qin Feng's mouth curled up, and he raised his hand to put away the formation cards and the fire prison. The green sparks that remained on the three bloody corpses on the ground then sank into the short staff.

The Fire Prison was not enough to stop the self-detonation of this Level 8 Saint Cultivator, but what if the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was added? It was just barely able to resist!

Others didn't understand, they just thought Qin Feng's secret technique was very terrifying, but Huo Bufan who was beside Qin Feng saw it, and he became more and more impressed by Qin Feng, who was the same age as him but much better than him.

"Luckily, I'm not a match, otherwise!!!!!! Aa ...

With a long sigh in his heart, Huo Bufan shook his head slightly.

Everything was calm after that. No one dared to cause trouble anymore. Some just came to greet Huo Bufan.

Qin Feng stood behind Huo Bufan with his head covered by a cloak, motionless. This was intimidation, naked intimidation!

After killing the three elders of Beiyan, Qin Feng also had a new understanding and judgment of his own fire secret technique. He estimated that no matter who he met, even if it was a peak saint, he should have no problem protecting himself.

After four days, the magma descended and revealed the cave entrance. These people were quite tactful and made way for Huo Bufan to go first.

Huo Bufan, of course, had to put on airs and strode out of the Molten Core with his head held high, while Qin Feng followed closely behind him with his head lowered, just like his personal bodyguard.