The strongest mad emperor system

"Oh? You know this is my strongest blow? And are you sure I can only use it once?" Qin Feng sneered at the old man in vain.

"Hmph! Could it be that you can still hide the truth from this old man? It is already very good that you have reached this level in just a few decades. I don't believe that your current cultivation level has surpassed Wushuang's God of War."

As he said that, the white-haired old man slapped Qin Feng with his palm, and his golden palm slapped Qin Feng directly with terrifying power.

The white-haired old man is very confident in this palm, because he used almost all his strength in this palm, not to mention Qin Feng, even if Wushuang God of War took it hard, he would be injured and vomit blood, or even lose his fighting power directly.

However, in Qin Feng's eyes, this can only be regarded as ordinary. Facing this palm, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and pulled out a translucent long sword from the void, and then slashed towards the golden palm!

Boom!

When the long sword and the golden palm collided, a dull sound sounded, and then a circle of powerful ripples spread rapidly.

The monks watching the battle below opened their mouths wide open, because they felt the power of the ripples, and if they were affected by the ripples, they would be half disabled even if they didn't die.

Wushuang God of War looked at the circle of ripples that had spread out with a pale face: "I didn't expect that his cultivation has already surpassed mine, not only his cultivation has surpassed me, but his realm has also surpassed me."

"Who is he?" The old black general Hei Xinyuekui asked curiously. After all, Wushuang God of War is no match for the white-haired old man, and this mysterious strong man who appeared now can beat the white-haired old man, like this It would be a lie for the strong to say that they are not curious.

"Who else? But this is a good thing, so I can rest, and we didn't suffer from the deal back then." Wushuang God of War was very pleased.

"Could it be that the mysterious man is Qin Feng?" Old General Hei couldn't believe it.

"No way? How long has it been? How could he surpass Wushuang God of War?" Xin Yuekui also didn't believe it.

Wushuang God of War smiled and said: "Why is this impossible? Your cultivation base is too low to see the battle situation clearly, but I can see it clearly. He is Qin Feng."

"Oh my god, the white-haired old man who can't even defeat Wushuang God of War is now being brutally abused by Qin Feng? Is Qin Feng's cultivation speed too abnormal?"

"That's right, it's only been a few decades? And he has been practicing for less than a hundred years?"

"You are wrong, it should be less than 50 years."

"Wow, there is such strength in less than 50 years. Is this unprecedented?"

"It's really amazing!"

While the monk below marveled at Qin Feng, Qin Feng was still fighting the white-haired old man. He had been fighting against the white-haired old man from the very beginning. If others saw him so ignorant, they would think he was bullying the old man.

But to say that the white-haired old man is really in a state of embarrassment at this time, his proud golden body has already been punched several holes by Qin Feng, it can be said that he has no strength to fight back after being beaten.

While resisting Qin Feng's attack, the white-haired old man retreated and said secretly: "No, if this continues, I will definitely die. The golden body has been broken by him. If I don't leave now, I think I won't have a chance."

"Hmph! Boy, you Zhao Guo are too shameless, you even played wheel battles with me? I think you are cruel today! But your family members should be careful in the future!" The white-haired old man put down his cruel words and planned to escape.

Qin Feng's face turned cold: "Since you're here, don't leave."

After speaking, the long sword in Qin Feng's hand immediately turned into countless sword shadows and enveloped the white-haired old man. No matter how the white-haired old man attacked, it was useless.

dead!
With Qin Feng's order, the sword shadows he released all rushed towards the white-haired old man, and the white-haired old man's strongest defense is the golden body, but now it has been broken by Qin Feng, so under the sky full of sword shadows, he It was twisted into a blood mist by the fast-moving sword shadow!
Qin Feng looked at the cloud of blood in front of him, "You are the most powerful person in the Wei country anyway, and you can just abolish your cultivation base, but you actually want to threaten my family? If that's the case, then I can't keep you."

Speaking of which, Qin Feng grabbed the blood mist with his big hand, and a translucent, shrunken version of the white-haired old man appeared in his palm.

At this time, the white-haired old man was almost scared to death, "It turns out that you have already entered that realm, no wonder you can break through my golden body, I did not lose this battle unjustly, but senior, please forgive me, I promise that I will never step into it again!" The country of Zhao is gone."

"Tell me these things now? It's too late." After saying that, a ball of white flames shot out from Qin Feng's hands and completely killed the white-haired old man. Since then, this man has disappeared from heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Qin Feng knew that this should be his last shot in this world.

After beheading the white-haired old man, Qin Feng landed. At this time, Wushuang God of War led a group of strong men on the list of gods to salute Qin Feng respectfully: "I have seen my predecessors."

Qin Feng nodded: "The white-haired old man has been beheaded by me. If there is no accident, no one will come to die within a hundred years."

"Thank you, senior, for your action." Wushuang God of War said respectfully.

Qin Feng waved his hand: "I just did something that should be done, well, I have to retreat today, so I will take a step ahead."

After speaking, Qin Feng's figure disappeared in a flash, but when Qin Feng was leaving, he passed a divine thought into Wushuang God of War: "Wushuang God of War remembers your promise, if you break your promise, your cultivation will never be broken." Will enter my current state, I don't have much time, I hope you can do it yourself."

Wushuang God of War was shocked after watching it: "What? Not much time? Why?"

Although Wushuang God of War was puzzled, this doubt was answered after a few days.

three days later.

The patriarch of the Wang family found out that Qin Feng had left the jade card in Qin Feng's secret room, but he didn't say anything, it was nothing more than a short handwriting: "I am not from this world, and I will leave when the time comes. When you see this jade card I had already left by then, don't read it."

Yumei is the saddest for Qin Feng's sudden departure. She was originally not well-qualified. kill.

And now she is also a strong person, not only the magic spots on her face are gone, but she is also doing well.

All of this was given to her by Qin Feng.

Of course, apart from Yumei, Qin Hong, the Wang family and Tianyuanzong were also a little sad, because it was hard to find a strong man but he left within a few days, and it would be hard for anyone to change.

Of course, some people are sad and some are happy, and those who are happy are naturally those who were jealous.

"Hmph, Qin Feng is indeed very powerful, even Wushuang God of War can surpass him, but what's the matter? He has left this world now. Now that he has left, let's have revenge and complain."

"Yes, yes, we used to be afraid of Qin Feng's strength when he was here, but now it's hard to say, hehe..."

Those who want to deal with Qin Feng's family and friends are naturally those who are at the top of the god list, but Wushuang God of War quickly announced that anyone who wants to touch Qin Feng's family or friends will be punished with death!

It is also because of Wushuang's words that Qin Feng's family and friends are safe and sound.

Qin Ye opened his eyes in the Misty Sect Qin Ye's secret room, "The hundred years of cultivation in the dream world is finally over, and the past hundred years have yielded a lot. Both my mood and strength have greatly improved."

What Qin Ye said is not wrong, he has entered the realm now, but he is very clear that his strength is definitely not just as simple as it appears on the surface.

"The ten-year appointment has come, right? I don't know how the top ten masters have cultivated? Has Su Qianqian's memory recovered? How is Fang Ping now?"

Qin Ye glanced at the time-space monkey that had been turned into fragments, and couldn't help shaking his head: "It would be great if there were a few more opportunities to practice, but it's a pity that there are only two."

After finishing speaking, Qinye waved away the space-time monkey fragments with a big hand, then got up and went out.

After leaving the customs, the first person Qin Feng looked for was Fang Ping, because Fang Ping was the person he trusted the most in the Misty Sect.

However, there was no reply to the message he sent for a long time, "Is this kid in retreat?"

But at this time, a seemingly new disciple saw Qin Ye and he was pleasantly surprised: "You are Brother Qin Ye, right?"

"Well, I'm Qin Ye, what does Junior Brother want from me?" Qin Ye said indifferently.

This disciple doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but his expression reveals nervousness. He should be looking for something to do with him, but he doesn't know this disciple.

"Senior Brother Qin Ye, you've passed the test. If you don't leave the test, Brother Fang Ping will be tortured to death by those people." The flustered disciple said anxiously.

"What? What did you say? What happened to Fang Ping? Who wants to deal with him? I don't think he has offended anyone, right?" Qin Ye frowned.

"I don't know about this either. It is said that they seem to be the top ten masters of our Misty Sect. I don't know why Fang Ping was suspected of doing something unfavorable to the sect a month ago. Now they are being tortured and interrogated by them."

"It turned out to be like this? Why didn't you come to me earlier?" Qin Ye said angrily.

"Brother Fang Ping just asked me to stay here when he was taken away. I can only wait for you to come out and tell you that I must not disturb your retreat." The new disciple said a little aggrieved.

Qin Ye felt very sad when he heard the words, because those bullshit masters of the Misty Sect gave Fang Pingan unnecessary charges because of himself, and Fang Ping would rather suffer by himself than let Qin Ye leave the customs early. I feel sorry for Fang Ping.

But now is not the time to talk about this, he hurriedly said to the disciple in front of him: "Take me there quickly, I want to see how capable the top ten masters are!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Qinye, come with me." The new disciple is called Mu Xiu. He looked at Qinye curiously, and at the same time secretly said: "Senior Brother Qinye doesn't look like anything? Although he has been in seclusion for ten years, why does he feel so different? It looks like it can compete with the top ten masters."

Although Mu Xiu thought so, it was hard for him to say it. First, Qin Ye was the person Fang Ping admired the most, and Fang Ping admired him most. He is stronger than him, and there is no way to take Qin Ye there now.