The talented young swordsman only hoped that he wouldn’t be buried. He couldn’t help but think of Shao Yilong. Shao Yilong’s understanding of swordsmanship was rare in the world. However, because of his talent being rely the Four Saints Light Phenonon, it severely affected his swordsmanship, and it was only in a small clan like the Wuxing Sect that he could encounter truly strong swordsmanship and truly advanced sword skills, so he was delayed. Now, even if he joins the Star Heaven Sect, there are countless advanced swordsmanships for him to learn, guided by the extraordinary Dongguo people. In the future, he might beco famous. But he is destined to be unable to reach the limits of his instincts.
Adong, talent is the limit of human capability. His comprehension of the Sword Dao is even higher than Shao Yilong’s. Relying on his own talent, comprehension, and cultivation, he has achieved his current success without hesitation. If he could have the best sword nurturing environnt at this ti, his future would be limitless.
People love talent. More importantly, Qin Feng is still a clan leader.
The sun set in the west, and days passed by,
On the road ahead, an arrow appeared on an old tree.
"The arrow is newly engraved. Do you think it’s Adong?" Qin Feng asked Tiantian with a smile.
"Then why didn’t he co to us directly?" Tiantian was puzzled.
"Let’s go have a look." Qin Feng didn’t care and smiled. He imdiately followed the arrow.
After finding six arrows in a row, an inn appeared. Qin Feng let Tiantian wait in the carriage. He went in alone. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a scream!
There was an incredibly bright sword. The tip of the sword was aid at him!
The sword’s tip trembled slightly!
The one holding the sword was a fat old man in linen. Although his beard wasn’t white, there were many wrinkles on his face, indicating he wasn’t young.
Old Man Ma Yi held the sword in both hands and said loudly to Qin Feng, "Who are you?" Though he wanted to speak loudly, his voice trembled.
Qin Feng couldn’t help but laugh and said, "You’re the innkeeper. Is this how you act when soone cos in?"
The old man in fine linen trembled and said, "A young man just ca and killed many evildoers, leaving one alive for a guard. He said that an adult Qin would co and ask for the man to be handed over to him. If there was any mistake, he would co for my life."
"Unfortunately, I am Qin." Qin Feng smiled and said, "Perhaps I’m the one you’re waiting for." Vast territories, watched by the eyes of the Five Great Forces, yet on his journey, Qin Feng rarely ntioned his na. But he didn’t mind saying he was Qin, for it was far from the original Saint Relics, far from the gate, and the location where the gate was to be repaired.
The old man in linen said, "The young man also said he already knew what was inside the yellow cloth bundle. He’s been searching for the treasure, but didn’t expect to find it here. But since I’ve promised you, I must give it to you. So he left to find the second one."
"Well, why not?" Qin Feng shook his head and sighed, "Where is he?"
"In the kitchen," said the old man in linen.
The kitchen was not small and very clean. Sure enough, soone was bound to a chair. It was a fierce man with a bald head and a scarred face. At a glance, one could tell he was used to licking blood with knives.
Qin Feng didn’t expect Adong to leave this person for him to tornt, but he still left. Moreover, with a shaved head and a face full of scars, surprisingly, this young man who instantly killed Big Brother Fang Chen upon drinking water had discovered himself. His eyes showed more fear, the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched, but he couldn’t speak. Because Dong Fei had sealed his strength, tightly binding him and gagging him with a cloth.
He was obviously afraid that the man would impress the old man in linen with threats and confusion, so he kept silent. Qin Feng realized that Dong was very careful.
With a wave of Qin Feng’s hand, the cloth in the man’s mouth was removed.
He wanted to beg for forgiveness, but his mouth was so dry he couldn’t utter a word.
Qin Feng didn’t rush him, just sat across from him, called for the old man in linen to bring the wine from outside. He poured himself a glass, drank it, and smiled, "What’s your last na?"
The man’s face was that of Huang Da. He licked his lips with a dry tongue and said, "I’m in Lu Ba."
Qin Feng laughed and said, "I know you drink. Have a cup."
With that, Qin Feng actually released Lu Ba’s sealing, feeling the spiritual power in his body gradually returning to flow. Lu Ba’s eyes widened in shock. With a little effort, he easily broke the rope, tightly pinching the arm bound on the linen. He dared not reach for the wine, nor dared to escape.
Qin Feng laughed and said, "If soone offers a drink, I won’t refuse it."
Lu Ba could only hold the cup, his hand trembling, though he finally drank half, half spilling on himself.
Qin Feng sighed and said, "It’s a pity you couldn’t practice swordsmanship for a few hours every day like . Not shaking hands can improve swordsmanship. It’s my secret."
He poured another two glasses of wine, smiled, and said, "Don’t be abrupt, good wine is not spoiled. Rember these two things in the future."
Lu Ba held the glass in both hands, afraid it would spill. He quickly brought his mouth to it and drank all the wine.
Qin Feng said, "Very good, you learn quickly. Now how will you thank ?"
Lu Ba stamred, "I, I..."
Qin Feng said, "You don’t need to do anything else, just take out the yellow cloth, and I’ll be very satisfied."
Lu Ba’s hand trembled again. Luckily, there was no wine in the glass.
He took a long breath and said, "What luggage?"
Qin Feng said.
"Yes, I’ll get it now," Lu Ba said.
Qin Feng said, "I only need the two glasses of wine you just drank. I don’t want to buy any other drinks."
Lu Ba was stunned, wiped his sweat with his sleeve, took a bite, and said, "But the wine has already been drank into his stomach, how can I return it?"
Qin Feng smiled and said, "Very easily."
There was a flash from his palm, and a dagger concentrating strength emitted a cold light, already pointing at Lu Ba’s belly.
Qin Feng coldly said, "Since the wine is in your stomach, I only need to cut open your stomach."
Lu Ba’s face turned white, reluctantly smiling, "Why would you make fun of a bad person, my lord?"
Qin Feng said, "Do you think I’m joking?"
He exerted a bit of force with his hand and gently stabbed the dagger into Lu Ba’s stomach, blood flowing out.
Feeling his blood flowing and the dagger still cutting into his flesh, Lu Ba trembled all over. He finally realized that Qin Feng wasn’t threatening him.
Qin Feng said, "If there is treasure, they often die faster. Since you won’t speak, I can only wait for you to beco a corpse and then slowly find it."
"My lord, I’ll speak, I’ll speak!" Lu Ba continued to say.
Qin Feng finally stopped moving. When he waved his hand, the dagger in his hand transford into spiritual power and disappeared.
Lu Ba’s face changed, and suddenly he jumped up to escape.
His movent technique was not slow. He reached the door at a glance. But just as he was about to leave, Qin Feng was already standing at the doorway.
Lu Ba gritted his teeth, turned around, and pulled out a bright silver chain spear. Silver light radiated, and the chain spear snake struck at Qin Feng.
This is the highest cultivation of the Spirit God. Using this spear is very powerful. When spiritual energy stirs, the soft chain spear swayed, a strong wind stinging at Qin Feng’s throat.
Only hearing a "clang" sound, Qin Feng simply raised his hand, still holding a wine cup, and blocked the spear tip with the cup.
Sohow, the spear tip did not break the glass.
Qin Feng smiled and said, "It turns out this wine cup can save lives. My life seems quite grand."
Lu Ba was so frightened that he was like a stone man, sweating all over. What wine cup can save lives? It’s just the opponent’s strong wrath.
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