"Who?!" Jian Xi's old face turned red as he angrily shouted. Someone had actually killed Feng Yang in front of him. This was a humiliation to him and represented his inability.
Everyone turned pale with fright. Even Zhang Qishan, who had been watching the show from the side, could not help but narrow his eyes. It was as if he did not expect such a sudden change.
Wan Xiong's face was even darker. It was as black as ink. Zhang Junxiong had died not long ago, and Zhang Junxiong had just recognized a foster son and brought him to the platform. Zhang Junxiong had just admitted that he had a foster son and brought him to the platform.
He had always kept his word, and now that his foster son had been killed in front of everyone, if he could suppress his anger, he wouldn't be called Wan Taisui.
"What, you have the guts to kill someone but not to show your face?" It was full of hostility, and its face was full of malice.
"Grandpa Tai was overthinking it. I just straightened my clothes at the door and combed my hair so I wouldn't be disrespectful during the birthday banquet. Sorry for being late." A frivolous voice sounded from the main door of the hall. Qin Hao casually walked in, and Dai Qianni, who held his arm, followed beside him.
"It's him?" Regardless of Wan Taisui, Zhang Qishan and Lin Zhaoyang could not help but be shocked. They did not expect someone who should not have appeared here to appear.
Wan Taisui glared and pointed at Feng Yang's body angrily: "Is that your way of doing things? This big gift is really something! "
Qin Wu laughed, "Usually, if you feel that it's not enough, I still have more. Let's see if you want it or not."
"You're courting death!" Wan Xiong flew into a rage, "Qin Wu, tell me honestly, was it you who destroyed my foster son, Zhang Junxiong?"
"That's right, I did it. This is also one of the gifts I gave you today. How is it? Are you satisfied?" Qin Wu grinned and slowly walked to the side of You Lan. Looking at Feng San's corpse, he sighed and apologetically said: "It's me who came late. Sis, I'm sorry."
When she saw Qin Wu, Youlan was stunned for a moment before asking anxiously, "Why are you here? Why did you come? "You …"
Qin Wu smiled, as he caressed the veil covering Youlan's face, "Sister's suffering, as a younger brother, of course I have to come. What's more, this trouble was caused by little brother. "Sis Shan, back then at the bar, you told Zhang Junxiong that if he wanted to hurt me, he had to step over your dead body. Today, it's my turn to protect you."
Youlan was stunned. Sis Shan? Did he know? How did he know? How did he recognize it?
"Qin Wu!" "How dare you! First, you killed my foster son, and now, at my birthday banquet, you've killed my second foster son. You are courting death!" Wan Xiong's countenance turned malevolent as he glared at Qin Wu, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Qin Wu laughed, "A dead end? Master Xiong, what's the path of death? You've walked past it? "
"You dare to talk back in the face of death? I'll let you know the path of death right away! "Xi Lai, kill this brat and avenge our two adopted sons!" Feng Yang was dead, and the chess piece in his plan was once again left empty. Right now, Qin Wu was the most suitable candidate, but this brat wanted to court death so that he wouldn't be able to stand up in front of the crowd.
One was the number one expert of Tianhai for ten years, the other was the foster son who had destroyed ten thousand grand years. The Flying Tiger Gang had overrun the Junxiong Sect and killed the rising star of Feng Yang. The confrontation between the two could be said to have attracted the attention of many.
Especially for Zhang Qishan and Lin Zhaoyang, they knew that Qin Hao wasn't weak. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to injure Duanmu Lei and kill Zhang Junxiong and Feng Yang. However, no one knew how strong he was or where his limits were. This time around, when they battled with Jian Xi, they could take the opportunity to probe Qin Wu's true strength.
"Brat, that day in the restaurant, you were spouting nonsense. I wanted to teach you a lesson, but I have my own thoughts." Fortunately, the opportunity has come again. This time, I will let you understand how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. For some unknown reason, this unremarkable fellow in front of him actually brought a trace of unease and threat to his heart. One must know that he was a Xiantian realm expert, so who the hell was this boy to be able to affect his state of mind?
Qin Wu smiled, pointed at Feng Yang who was killed by Qin Hao earlier with a dollar coin, and said: "Relying on you? He had just stepped into the threshold of the middle Xiantian realm? In my eyes, how are you different from trash like you? "They are all ants!"
Jian Xielai couldn't help but be astonished. Qin Wu was actually able to see through his cultivation base with a single glance. Could it be that he was really concealing his true strength?
No, that's not possible. How old is that kid? For a young man like Feng Yang or You Lan to have the cultivation of a Pre-Sky Realm martial artist was already a great talent in martial arts. How old is that kid? A mere 20 some years old and he already has a cultivation that surpasses me, a middle Xiantian realm martial artist. How is this possible? Could it be that he was a martial arts practice genius that was hard to come by in a hundred years?
"Boasting shamelessly!" Regardless of Qin Wu's cultivation, he still had to fight to know.
However, he didn't dare to relax his guard, nor did he dare to underestimate Qin Wu. He immediately drew his sword and stabbed towards Qin Wu.
The longsword was infused with the pure sword qi, it pierced towards Qin Wu's throat like a white rainbow, seeking to kill him with a single strike.
"Qin Wu, be careful!" Youlan and Dai Qianni called out at the same time. The two of them couldn't help but be nervous when fighting with the number one expert.
The corners of Qin Wu's mouth curled up. Facing this menacing sword strike, he didn't show the slightest sign of being anxious. He took a step forward just in time and easily dodged it.
Jian Xi's heart couldn't help but shiver when his sword struck empty air. It seemed like this kid's cultivation was truly extraordinary. He actually had such an ingenious movement technique that allowed him to easily dodge his attack.
However, his title as the number one expert was not just for show. After his sword pierced through the air, it suddenly stopped, and then he turned around and slashed again. Compared to his previous probing sword, his attack was much faster this time.
Qin Wu had a smile on his face, he was still dodging in the middle of the air. Every time he dodged, a stream of sword Qi would follow after him, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart.
After all, Jiaxi Lai was a sword expert who had been famous for a long time. His sword techniques were unending and his sword Qi was extremely sharp. He forcefully jabbed holes and scratches all over the place.