Just when the villa was playing in the dark and the music was deafening, the situation outside was already a little out of control.

"Bastard, you are kidnapping, but you dare to be so arrogant and not let go. Don't think that in China, I, Wang Qingquan, can't do anything to you. Whoever dares to touch my daughter, I, Wang Qingquan, will never forgive him." Outside the villa, Wang Qingquan's communication with Lao Huzi was obviously not pleasant, and Wang Qingquan was already a little angry.

In fact, as Chen Feng expected at the beginning, a person like Lao Huzi who has been in the world since childhood has now relied on the Fang family and has also learned some simple methods of cultivation. How could he be scared by Wang Qingquan's few words?

Unless it is abroad, Wang Qingquan transfers the mercenaries he controls, and has many weapons that may have a certain deterrent effect. In this situation, it is nonsense to talk too much.

"Hahaha..." The old bearded man laughed and touched his beard that covered most of his face and said, "I'm so scared, I'm so scared. Fuck, you fuckingly think I'm scared. If you have the ability, just try it."

"You..." Wang Qingquan's identity and status have not dared to talk to him like this for at least ten years, and his body trembled with anger.

"What should I do now? Why don't Mr. Wang call the police or use other connections?" Seeing Wang Qingquan and the old beard in front of him, Wang Xiuqin was nervous. At this moment, the situation seemed to be wrong, and she looked at Chen Feng with some uncertainty.

"What can we do? We are just doctors. It depends on themselves when fighting to save people or conflicts. Besides, kidnapping is just an imposition. This matter was originally something his daughter escaped from the inside and outside. Even if the police or others intervene, if his daughter stands up and says she doesn't go back with him, then no one can do it. After all, Wang Siyan is not a real underage." Chen Feng didn't care and continued to watch the development of the out-of-conformity.

"Yes, it's really troublesome if this happens..." Wang Xiuqin also found that things were indeed troublesome. She found that she was nervous on the side, but Chen Feng was as calm as if nothing had happened. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they were really nothing.

After all, even if she and Wang Qingquan are not really direct relatives, and Wang Qingquan, as Wang Siyan's biological father, has no choice but to do this. What can they do?

"After learning some external skills, you will not know that the world is so high. Originally, a mundane person like you is not worthy of my master's personal actions, but since I promised Mr. Wang to treat his daughter, I will send the Buddha to the West. Junior, I will give you another chance to get out of the way." At this moment, Master Qiao walked out of the car.

As he spoke, there was a warm breeze around him, as if he had arrived at the warm beach in an instant, and the sea breeze blew gently. The breeze blew, and the Taoist robe on Master Qiao swayed slightly in the mighty wind. One step was like walking on the wind, appearing directly in front of the old beard four or five meters away, standing in front of Wang Qingquan.

The old beard was looking at Wang Qingquan with contempt, feeling like a soldier watching a scholar. Suddenly, Master Qiao appeared, and his appearance was so cool, and he felt like Chen Fengchen, a Taoist in the immortal family, which immediately shocked him.

Although he did not retreat immediately, his body leaned back slightly, and at the same time he activated his top external skills, and his body expanded again in an instant. At this moment, his figure was even more exaggerated than those international bodybuilding champions. His muscles seemed to explode, and what was even more terrifying was a layer of metallic light, like a human-shaped mecha.

"Crack..." The old beard clenched his fist and made a crunching sound: "What the hell is it? You're a little fucking man, you're..."

"Swoosh..." At this moment, Master Qiao's hands seemed to squeeze the magic trick behind him, and a sword light flew out from his cuff in an instant.

"Sneak attack...bang...ah..." Although the old beard was ready and was careful, he still responded a little slower to the light that suddenly attacked in front of him, but he still blasted out in a circle.

After all, he had already obtained the method of a cultivator. According to the young master, he was considered a G-level cultivator at this moment. With his external skills, it was difficult to hurt him with ordinary cold weapons. But at this moment, he punched the light and the old beard screamed and retreated repeatedly.

On the ground, there was a pool of blood. One of the old beard's arms was pierced with blood. Half of them had been cut off. It looked scary, and a small sword half-meter long, flashing brightly floated there in front of him.

"Yeah!" The old beard was also tough and took a few steps back. After initially exclaiming, he groaned repeatedly and endured the pain.

"Flying...Flying Sword..."

"Brother Beard can even smash the stone, how could this happen..."

"Is it really a sword immortal..."

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The people who were laughing apart just now and were proud of their old beard were so scared that they retreated. Even if someone had a gun, others had weapons in their hands, and hundreds of people, they all felt chill in their hearts and their eyes were filled with fear.

After all, after the revival of spiritual energy, various news about awakened people and practitioners were spreading in a sensation, and it was so amazing that it had already made ordinary people afraid from the bottom of their hearts. Not to mention that the power that the old beard usually showed made them feel that it was beyond their ability. Now an arm seems to be about to be cut off, and the blood hole looks scary.

"Ah!" Wang Xiuqin also exclaimed, but no one cared about the noise of many people in front of him.

"No way... Sword Cultivator, did you see it wrong? This guy is from Shushan? No..." Chen Feng was also stunned, but then he realized something was wrong. Even if the weakest sword cultivator can really take action against the sword, it would not be as simple as cutting off his arm.

Chen Feng could see clearly just now that Master Qiao's sword hit Lao Hu's throat. Then his mind moved and he sensed it with his life energy. Chen Feng was immediately happy. So that's it.

Sword cultivators are the strongest lineage for cultivators to attack. In fact, in the past, in the prosperous period, powerful sects and families had sword cultivators. Of course, there were also complete sword cultivators like Shushan, so they were the most famous.

However, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, sword cultivation is a difficult road. In the era of spiritual energy exhaustion, there are fewer and fewer practitioners. After all, it is extremely difficult to really move a sword, and the natal sword fetus is even more difficult to fertilize. Often, it is difficult to produce flying swords after more than ten years of hard work, which is far less effective than practicing other magic.

Chen Feng's lineage has taken a difficult and dangerous path that has never been found for ever, so few people know that they exist. Ordinary sword cultivators are extremely difficult, not to mention them. However, the sword cultivator has achieved great lethality, and it will never be like this.

True practitioners know that if a sword cultivator is in his hand, if you don’t have a special defensive magic weapon, even if you have stronger power than him, it is easy to be killed by one blow. So when you meet a sword cultivator, you either have a defensive magic weapon, or you should kill him quickly, otherwise the sword will be released and your life will be lost.

"Hmph!" At this time, Master Qiao, who was like a trivial thing in a sword, gently shook his sleeves and handed his hands in anger, raised his head and stood proudly: "A small punishment and great commandment, I will cut out thousands of heads with one sword and land in an instant, but I can't bear to kill more, otherwise even if you have weapons in your hand, I'm afraid you won't have time to use it. Let's go out of here, don't let this master be unhappy, draw a sword and let blood dye here red."

"Master is amazing, you won't let go..." At this moment, even Wang Qingquan felt relieved. He couldn't help looking at the two people beside him. One of them was his guard captain. In fact, he was not weaker than the old beard. He was just waiting for Wang Qingquan's order. He was a power-based awakened person. Although he was only at level G, he was an awakened person after all.

At this moment, when they saw the flying sword, they all looked horrified, which made Wang Qingquan feel that he had finally invited a master.

As for the others, looking at Master Qiao and the floating flying sword, thinking about legends about sword cultivators, sword immortals, etc., the legends of taking the heads of a hundred miles away, the sword light flashed, and the head fell to the ground. Only if there was no fear, there would be ghosts.

They walked forward, and the others retreated one after another.

"Damn it, I'm afraid of a hair, so I'll kill him..." Old Huzi was different from them. He was barely a cultivator himself and had seen some. More importantly, he had seen more tragic battles with him, so he was not afraid. Instead, the injury in his arm aroused his fierceness, and he roared and reached out to ask the person next to him for something.

The man had been hiding behind the crowd, wearing a green military coat and keeping his hands in his pockets, but if you look closely, you can see that something seemed to be hidden in the long military coat.

Master Qiao, who was listening proudly to everyone's exclamation, obviously did not realize what the old beard's roar meant. Anyway, he was controlling the flying sword and was already forcing them to retreat.

"Oh no, something big will happen..." At this time, Chen Feng, who had been sitting in the car with Wang Xiuqin watching the show, and was even ready to leave if he couldn't do it, was shocked. Although he was far away, he was clearly seen by the bystanders and saw the most clearly. Especially in his eyes, these people were so slow that they were even more so when he focused on keeping alert.

The man behind Lao Hu Zi heard his roar. The one exposed from the military coat was obviously a homemade sand gun. This kind of thing was nothing from a long distance, but it was much more powerful than an ordinary pistol at close range. Countless grains of sand, iron sand and even steel balls flew out at one shot. The injured person was terrible.

Chen Feng had come into contact with such patients when he was in the hospital. He was injured by such private fights by such private guns, which was sometimes worse than death.

If Chen Feng could still watch the situation just now, even if there was a fight, he believed that someone would rush in to control the situation soon, and he was not ready to take care of it. But under this sand gun, it is very likely that Wang Qingquan and the dozen people in front of him would be unable to escape. Once he was red-eyed, a tragedy might happen.

"What's wrong?" Before Wang Xiuqin could figure it out, she heard Chen Feng's exclamation and looked at him in surprise.

At this time, Chen Feng shook his head helplessly and flicked his fingers lightly.

"Swoosh..." A sword energy that no one had seen broke through the air in an instant and drew a large circle on the concrete floor above the hall behind the old beard...

"Boom..." Just as the old beard had already grabbed the sand gun, there was a blast from behind, and the huge vibration and air waves shook everyone around the old beard. Master Qiao and the others who were moving forward were also frightened and retreated repeatedly.
Chapter completed!