C62 dead-end

No one expected Yang Shaotian to appear here.

What was even more unexpected was that in order to achieve his own goals, he actually even killed Jiang Mofeng and Lei Yiming.

Furthermore, Jiang Mofeng had just treated Lei Yiming's injuries and his true qi had lost quite a bit.

Qin Feng frowned, secretly hating himself.

On that day, the black clothed man attacked City Lord's Mansion at night, he should have been careful.

However, at that time, he did not think that the person in black would be Yang Shaotian. He thought that the other party was a disciple of the Taiyi Sect and did not take it to heart.

"Qin Feng, your death is here, do you have any more regrets?"

Yang Shaotian laughed coldly. He was not in a hurry, rather, he was enjoying this very much.

The destruction of the Yang Family was a blood feud, how could Yang Shaotian give Qin Feng a quick death?

He wanted to torture his opponent slowly so that he would die from the greatest pain.

No one could save Qin Feng from this Corpse Cave, so Yang Shaotian was not worried that Qin Feng could escape.

Furthermore, Yang Shaotian was very scheming. That sword strike of his just now, was definitely able to kill Lu Fan, but he did not do so.

But now, Lu Fan was half dead, and Qin Feng could not abandon him. He had a bond in his heart, so naturally, he could not focus on dealing with Yang Shaotian.

In such a passive state, Qin Feng was in a difficult position.

"Yang Shaotian is at the third level of true qi, the disparity is too great. I have no advantage in a direct confrontation."

Qin Feng's mind raced as he quickly searched for any possible methods.

Flee?

Unable to escape, they were already blocked by Yang Shaotian.

Retreat?

There was a dead end behind him, just as a dead end.

Fight?

With Lu Fan as a burden, he had no chance of winning.

In that moment, Qin Feng actually could not think of a good plan.

"Stop struggling, Qin Feng, if you kneel down and beg for forgiveness, I can leave you with an intact corpse."

Holding the long sword in his hand, Yang Shaotian slowly walked closer to Qin Feng with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Qin..." Junior Brother Qin, don't... Ignore... "I …"

Lu Fan said lifelessly.

He knew that he was Qin Feng's burden and that if Qin Feng was alone, he still had a chance of escaping.

Qin Feng didn't answer, but directly carried Lu Fan and retreated backwards.

Right now, he had to remain focused, as Yang Shaotian could make his move at any time.

"Truly a loyal person. Haha, then let's die together here."

Yang Shaotian laughed sinisterly, his long sword moved like lightning and pierced towards Lu Fan.

"As expected of a seed from the Yang Family, it's all the same."

"Interesting."

Yang Shaotian's face was full of amusement, and in the blink of an eye, he consecutively thrusted out ten times.

His sword was extremely fast and incomparably dense. Dozens of sword strikes rained down, forming a curtain of swords, so dense that not even the wind could pass through.

Ding ding ding …

Qin Feng's spear was as fast as lightning, he had actually broken apart all of the opponent's sword moves, one by one.

"What?"

Yang Shaotian's heart trembled.

The [Light Wind Sword Technique] he cultivated was already considered to be a middle grade swordsmanship, and it could be considered an extraordinary power within the inner sect.

Moreover, he had already cultivated the "Light Wind Sword Technique" to the point of mastery and was able to move about freely and freely.

Even the inner disciples that had been here for seven to eight years did not see anyone able to block this set of sword technique, but Qin Feng was able to break them apart, breaking them apart one by one.

This caused Yang Shaotian to be extremely shocked, and even somewhat baffled.

It was impossible to defeat Qin Feng with just his martial skill and sword skills.

Let alone Yang Shaotian, even the Great Clan Elder of the Emperor Xuan Sect didn't have such a chance to win.

Because Qin Feng's combat experience was simply too rich, he could see through its essence and weakness with a single glance with a normal martial skill.

Yang Shaotian wanting to use his sword moves to win, was simply a fantasy story.

On the other hand, if he were to crush her with his true qi, Qin Feng wouldn't have too many tricks up his sleeve.

Sometimes, the simplest and most brutal way to deal with a situation was actually to obtain miraculous results.

"Let me see how you will block this strike!"

Yang Shaotian's smile disappeared, and was replaced with an angry look.

BOOM!

A ferocious fluctuation of a true qi swept out from its body, and finally congealed within the long sword, transforming into a gigantic sword aura that swept towards Qin Feng.

Huala …

The gigantic sword aura swept over and covered the entire Corpse Cave.

Wherever the sword aura went, the void around it trembled, and any obstructions were turned into dust.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, causing Qin Feng's face to instantly turn pale white.

The impact of this true qi was really too strong, with his cultivation, there was no possibility of resisting it.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Buried Dragon Spear was unable to endure a portion of the power, Qin Feng's arm would have very likely been shattered by the impact.

"Junior Brother Qin... You... "Let me go …"

Seeing that, Lu Fan struggled.

He knew very well that if this carried on, no one would survive.

"Sorry."

Without waiting for Lu Fan to speak, Qin Feng knocked him out.

"Haha, Qin Feng, you still want to bring this useless trash to fight me? You're overestimating yourself. "

Yang Shaotian sneered again and again.

The effect of the previous move was very satisfactory. This allowed him to have confidence.

"Yang Shaotian, it would be best if you could kill me today. Otherwise, when I leave this place alive, you will face an endless calamity."

Qin Feng's face was extremely cold.

"Haha, death is at hand, and you still dare to threaten me?" Forget it, this old man will cripple your cultivation first.

Yang Shaotian was so angry that he laughed, and then immediately slashed again.

Rumble rumble rumble!

"Retreat!"

Qin Feng could no longer take it head on, and could only continue to retreat.

But the Corpse Cave was only this big, he had already retreated to the depths, there was no way out.

"Now that you're here, let's see where you can retreat to."

Yang Shaotian laughed excitedly.

At the same time, the true qi erupted and suddenly swept towards Qin Feng.

This time, Qin Feng was truly in a hopeless situation.