The strong aura emitted by Qin Feng's departure from the seclusion has been sensed by the people in the family.

In an instant, a large number of elders and people from each side branch rushed to Qin Feng's seclusion yard.

Soon, Qin Feng's seclusion yard was surrounded on the three floors inside and outside.

At this moment, the eldest lady held her eldest son's arm, and finally had a graceful and luxurious expression on her face, and Gu Pan was proud.

"Feng'er, you are indeed worthy of being the first genius born in the past thousand years of the Qin family's inheritance... How long have you been in seclusion? In a short period of time, you have actually improved to this level?" A white-bearded elder in the family exclaimed and moved. "Feng'er, your current cultivation level is probably at the peak of the tenth level of the inner Qi realm, right?"

"The elder is absurd," Qin Feng responded very appropriately, neither humble nor arrogant, but in his bones, he has a huge sense of superiority. "At present, it is only the middle stage of the tenth level of the inner Qi realm, but at least three months, or one year, he will definitely reach the peak..." Qin Feng looked at the floating clouds in the sky slightly and murmured, "Maybe in three or five years, he can explode and be amazing!"

After a pause, Qin Feng smiled, "But the biggest gain of this retreat is not an improvement in realm, but a new understanding of the control of several martial arts..."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the elders couldn't help but nodded secretly, with all their faces approving.

For a warrior, the control of martial arts is sometimes more important than the martial arts realm. Of course, this realm refers to the internal Qi realm level, and it cannot be compared with the internal Qi realm and the explosive realm.

At this time, Qin Feng's eyes were surrounded, and he frowned slightly and said, "Where is Qin Yan?"

A branch disciple whispered, "Brother Feng, Qin Yan just returned to the family today."

"Hmph!" Qin Feng snorted coldly, "It seems that he was scared and dared not come over. Now he is below the tenth level of the inner Qi Realm, like an ant in front of me! I don't know how to come over! Also, as the head of the family, the second uncle is just here to congratulate me for coming out of seclusion. Was he also scared?"

A family elder with a kind face took the opportunity to say, "Feng'er, you have agreed to fight with Yan'er, this... this... I think this is an unnecessary battle of intent... It's better to give up... Feng'er, your current realm is too much more than Yan'er. Although Yan'er is not bad, it cannot be compared with you... It's better, Feng'er, you are more tolerant and generous, don't worry about Yan'er..."

Qin Feng looked at the elder of the family and said coldly. "Uncle Seven, I hope you don't interfere in this matter... Qin Yan's mouth is very hard. In three days, I want to see if his strength is worthy of his mouth! At that time, if he is harder, I will smash his mouth! If his bones are harder, I will smash his bones!"

The eldest lady giggled and held Qin Feng's hand, "Let's go back first. The grudge between Qin Yan and us is impossible to resolve... You go see your brother Frost..."

Hearing this, some elders and branches in the yard shook their heads secretly, and some were gloating. They all thought to themselves... 'Now, Qin Yan may be difficult to end...'

...

Gentle with Jinyuan.

Qin Yan and Qin Tianpeng stood at the window of the attic, looking at the area where Qin Feng was in seclusion.

"What a strong internal energy fluctuation, it's endless and powerful..." Qin Tianpeng sighed, "Yan'er, Qin Feng's departure this time seems to be a big deal..."

Immediately, Qin Tianpeng looked at Qin Yan with concern, "Yan'er, three days later, you will fight Qin Feng... This, although you have gained experience in Yan'er, it is different from the past, but I have to say that Qin Feng's momentum is almost at its peak. I am also worried about what you have made in Yan'er..."

Qin Yan took his eyes away from the window, with a calm look on his face, but he felt a little dissatisfied.

Qin Feng simply obtained some "Qiwang Pill" from the Ling family. He relied on swallowing medicine to forcibly improve his realm and probably had some talent. However, compared with the four heavenly kings and others, he was so immature that he was no different from a baby.

Qin Yan can even kill the four heavenly kings, let alone a Qin Feng who is so arrogant and shows off his will?

What Qin Yan is now considering is not whether he can defeat Qin Feng, but how to humiliate Qin Feng so that his arrogant pride can be crushed into scum, and he will never be able to raise his head.

Even in Qin Yan's heart, there was a strong murderous intent brewing.

On that day, Qin Yan couldn't let go of the dirty act of buying a murderous robbery and killing Qin Yan.

"Dad, don't worry. Although Qin Feng's cultivation is careless, he has no experience of life and death, nor has he turned defeat into victory... Three days later, the child will teach him a lesson..." Qin Yan seemed to be telling a small and insignificant thing.

Qin Tianpeng was impressed by Qin Yan's calmness, patted his son on the shoulder, and said nothing more.

At this time, Qin Yan took out dozens of hundred-turn pills from the bag he brought back and handed them to Qin Tianpeng.

"Hundred-turn pills?!!! This... this is the Baizhuan Pill... Yan'er... so many Baizhuan Pills... this is..."

Qin Tianpeng was simply shocked and terrified, and was stunned...

Baizhuan elixir, but the secret medicine from the lord of Lantian City’s residence! Qin Tianpeng came to buy it at a sky-high price, but he was ridiculed and insulted and harshly warned. But now, his son has taken out dozens of Baizhuan elixirs at once, which has caused Qin Tianpeng to be in chaos and cannot be able to do so.

"Father, you can use these hundred-turn pills to practice by yourself, or to secretly win people's hearts and consolidate the status of the head of the family..." Qin Yan said.

Qin Tianpeng took over the Baizhuan Pill in a fog.

The father and son chatted for a while, and after dinner together, Qin Tianpeng left.

Qin Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, taking the Baizhuan Pill, warming his internal energy, and emptying his mind. He thought that he was a demon-scaled vulture, fully comprehend the trajectory of the great power of the heavenly way and perfecting his sword skills.

A ray of sunset shines through the window, shining on Qin Yan's face, emitting pearls and jade light...

Qin Yan is already ready for the decisive battle three days later!

...

Bixiao Garden.

In a bedroom behind the main hall.

Qin Shuang was lying on the bed, crying with tears in her eyes... "Brother... you must stand up for me... Qin Yan's little beast, dog... was actually in the city lord's mansion, beating me in public... This little beast was crazy and actually used sneak attacks to deal with me..."

Because his mouth was covered in teeth, Qin Shuang's face had serious deformities. She was originally a handsome young man, but she was as old as an old man. She couldn't control the wind and was very funny.

Qin Feng had a cold face, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and the boundless evil was about to burst out. He forced himself to endure, and his shoulders kept twitching and trembling.

The next moment...

"Bang!!!!"

Qin Feng slapped out of the air, and his inner energy mixed in the palm wind, slapped a vase at the corner of the house directly!

"Please calm down, Master," a bearded man who was sitting on the edge of the bed and taking Qin Shuang's pulse was startled and jumped up in shock.

"Doctor Yan, how is my brother's injury?" Qin Feng said coldly.

The 'Doctor Yan's divine body shivered, hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "That...that... Master Frost's teeth are afraid... I'm afraid it will never grow again... Unless there is any precious medicine for the flesh and bones of the living dead... In addition, the whole body is damaged on a large scale, with many fractures, and internal organs are damaged. These can only be maintained slowly. The most serious thing is that some important meridians are twisted and misaligned... This... This is very unfavorable for the future practice of martial arts..."

"Okay, Doctor Yan, you go down..." Qin Feng waved his hand. His eyes became more and more crazy, as if he was cutting flesh with a knife. Wherever he saw, it seemed like he was going to be chopped.

Doctor Yan took his leave in fear.

"Feng'er! What do you say?" The eldest lady was supported by Qin Lei and Qin Yu, and she was almost crying.

"It's time for this, and there's no room for maneuver," Qin Feng said gritting his teeth, "I not only want Qin Yan to die, but also want to kill him alive in front of all the martial arts people in Lantian City!"

"Hmm?" The eldest lady was suffocated.

"Please ask my mother to do this matter immediately. Three days later, I fought with Qin Yan, and the martial arts venue was performed by the Qin family mansion, and changed to the martial arts venue in the central square of Lantian City. I asked my mother to post a post immediately, so that all the prominent people in Lantian City would come to watch the battle. I also posted a post to the city lord's mansion. It would be best if they could send people to watch the battle. Well... Please come here too. Brother Shuang was originally pursuing Miss Lan San, but Qin Yan humiliated Brother Shuang in front of Miss Lan San, making Brother Shuang unable to raise his head in front of Miss Lan San for the rest of his life. I will definitely help Brother Shuang get back this place!"

Qin Feng's eyes showed a rebellious look, and he had a domineering spirit, and said ruthlessly. "I will kill Qin Yan with one punch and one kick in the crowd!"

"Okay! Feng'er, don't worry, my mother will send someone to do this matter immediately!" A hint of excitement flashed through the eldest lady's eyes, "On the one hand, this battle was to kill Qin Yan, a little beast, and in addition, she also took the opportunity to announce to all the martial arts people in Lantian City that my son, Qin Feng, is amazing and has risen strongly!"

...

dusk.

Outside the Blue Sky City.

By the Blue River.

The afterglow of the sunset falls on the quiet river surface, and mottled gold is shining. The scenery is beautiful and the mood is not lost.

Under the shade of willows on the river bank, there is a fishing boat tied.

At this moment, the old fisherman was kneeling on his knees, trembling all over, and kept begging for mercy...

"Uncle...the two uncles...really...it's really nothing to do with the villain...please let the villain go..."

The old fisherman was crying and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

There were two people standing in front of the old fisherman.

One of them was wearing a white shirt, in his early twenties, and was handsome and evil. He was carrying a single sword on his back. Invisibly, a cold breath emanated. He stood casually, like a steep lonely peak, piercing through the blue sky. When his body moved slightly, a big spine rotated violently, and a terrifying sound like a pushing grinding burst out.

The other is a middle-aged man in his thirties, carrying a long sword on his back, with a sharp aura, full of rage, and a sharp edge in his eyes like a magic weapon.

"Well... I'll follow you all the way... The breath of my senior brother probably disappeared in this position in the end..." The young man in white shirt and a knife with a cold voice, "You should be the last person to come into contact with my senior brother... You are in martial arts, and I don't think you are an ordinary person. Fishing and ferrying here is probably a cover... To be honest, don't challenge our patience..."

His voice, as if there were many caterpillars and poisonous scorpions, drilling down the neck of a person.

As he said that, the young man in white clothes took out a portrait and unfolded it in front of the old fisherman.

The character in the painting is a middle-aged man in green, carrying a brocade bag on his back, and looks graceful.

"Uh...this...this..." The old fisherman looked at the portrait and felt like he was struck by lightning. His body shook violently, "This...this...by the way, I remembered... Not long ago, this...this person in the painting... seemed to have been...a little man's boat..."

"What?" said the young man in white clothes coldly.

"And? Then...and then...he...he got ashore..." The old fisherman stuttered, and the cold sweat on his forehead poured down.

Suddenly!

The young man in white clothes moved his right shoulder, and the single sword on his back was already grabbed by him! This time, as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see how he drew his sword.

The next moment...

"Swish~~~~~~"

The young man in white clothes slashed at the old fisherman with a knife. The knife was dangerous and urgent, and cutting the air was like cutting tofu!

The knife swept over to the tip of the old fisherman's nose.

The old fisherman exclaimed, his body became weak and he fainted in fear.

The middle-aged man carrying a sword smiled slightly, "Brother Gou, your sword technique is really unfathomable. He is deeply impressed by the true teachings of the 'Bairou Yin Knife Sect'. I admire him, admire him..."

It turned out that the young man in white clothes had a quick and fierce knife, but the knife cut down did not touch the old fisherman's skin at all, but just scratched against his nose. This knife was very hot. Even if the sword moved half an inch forward, the old fisherman's head was split open.

The hand of a young man in white clothes holding a knife is very stable, like a rock.
To be continued...