Chapter 902

"I'm not hurt. Cheng Feng's hand is not hurt!"

"I thought Wang Yuan might be able to deal with Cheng Feng with his high-level Taoist Qiushui sword."

"Never thought that Cheng Feng also had a high-level Taoist instrument in his hand, and completely restrained his Qiushui sword!"

"This time, Wang Yuan will be miserable."

Seeing this scene, the crowd shook their heads and sighed, all in silence for Wang Yuan.

"Damn it!"

Listening to people's comments, Wang Yuan's face turned red.

He didn't think that Cheng Feng's God of war armor could block the edge of Qiushui sword.

This directly disrupted his follow-up plan and gave him a deep sense of powerlessness.

However, Wang Yuan came from a rich family after all. He was not frightened by this setback, but showed a cruel light in his eyes.

"Autumn water sword, mandarin ducks flying together!"

After Wang Yuan was caught by Cheng Feng, he quickly came up with a way to deal with it.

That is the 13th move of Qiushui sword.

This sword technique is to exert the edge of the blade to the extreme with the help of the rotating force of the human body.

In this case, the Qiushui sword will rotate at high speed with the rotation of the human body.

With the sharpness of Qiushui sword, if it rotates at high speed, even divine grain steel will be crushed in an instant.

As for Cheng Feng's hand holding Qiushui sword, if it is not taken back in time, it will be cut off directly!

Buzz!

As Wang Yuanshi exhibited the autumn water sword technique, a strong rotating force burst out from the blade.

Let Cheng Feng grasp Qiushui sword's hand and tremble.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng smiled coldly: "do you still want to struggle?"

In his voice, Cheng Feng grabbed the hand of Qiushui sword and twisted it in the opposite direction.

At that time, Wang Yuan, who was preparing to use the autumn water sword, couldn't help rotating at a high speed along the counterclockwise direction.

"This bastard, how can he have so much strength?"

At this moment, Wang Yuan was stunned.

He originally wanted to pull Qiushui sword out of Cheng Feng's hand with the help of his body rotation.

Never thought, Cheng Feng used it on him instead.

Prick!

Wang Yuan's body rotates at a high speed. His hand holding the handle of Qiushui sword can't bear the force of rotation after twisting for three times.

The whole palm directly peeled off a layer of flesh and blood, and had to give up and throw away the hilt.

So that Qiushui sword changed its master in an instant.

"High level Taoist soldiers autumn water sword?"

After seizing the Qiushui sword from Wang Yuan, Cheng Feng grabbed the handle of the sword.

When a dragon force was poured in, the body of the autumn water sword suddenly twinkled with a wisp of water ripples, just like a bay of autumn water.

"This sword is good. I'll take it."

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng smiled with satisfaction.

"Asshole, Qiushui sword is the property of the king's family in Los Angeles. No one wants to take it!"

Not far away, Wang Yuan covered his bloody hand and gnashed his teeth.

"Do you want this sword back?"

Cheng Feng looked at Wang Yuan and sneered, "yes, as long as you can catch it!"

Talking, buzzing!

In Cheng Feng's body, there were eight dragon chants.

After the eight dragon chants, a powerful force poured into the Qiushui sword, making the Qiushui sword explode a terrible sword light and go straight to Wang Yuan!

"How terrible!"

"Cheng Feng not only subdued the sword spirit of Qiushui sword, but also let Qiushui sword burst out such a powerful sword light with his own strength."

"Such a sword light, if Wang Yuan doesn't take out one or two cards, I'm afraid he will die here immediately!"

Seeing the terrible sword light stabbed by Cheng Feng, everyone in the audience turned pale.

As for Wang Yuan, he was as pale as earth.

A sense of death jumped directly from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

"Young generation, don't want to hurt my young master!"

However, just when the terrible sword light was about to hit Wang Yuan.

A blue sword spirit suddenly flew out of the crowd watching the war and forcibly intercepted the terrible sword light stabbing Wang Yuan.

"Uncle Ting? Why are you here?"

The threat of death was resolved, and Wang Yuan looked at the crowd with surprise and joy.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man in blue stepped into the void.

The middle-aged man, in his forties, was carrying a long blue sword, and his body smelled of eternal antiquity.

His accomplishments have reached ZuLong level.

"Young master, the master knows you don't like being protected by family experts."

Uncle Ting said as he walked, "but when you came to Zhongzhou this time, the owner was really worried, so he asked me to pretend to be a passer-by and follow you."

"Uncle Ting, you came just in time."

Wang Yuan looked at Uncle ting and was overjoyed: "Cheng Feng, this bastard, not only hurt my hand, but also took the Qiushui sword my father gave me."

"You hurry and take this bastard down. I want him to know what it takes to hurt Wang Yuan."

"Young master, deal with the injury on your hand first."

Wang Ting came to the air and told, "as for other things, I'll handle them."

After the words, Wang Ting turned his head and looked at Cheng Feng. His face suddenly turned cold.

"Cheng Feng, right?"

Wang Ting said coldly, "at a young age, your hand is so vicious."

"Am I vicious?" Cheng Feng asked, playing with Qiushui sword.

"If I hadn't stopped your sword just now, it would almost kill my young master. Isn't it vicious?"

Wang Ting said coldly, "but I don't want to go into this matter."

"Well, you first return my young master's autumn water sword, and then make an apology to the young master."

"If the young master forgives you, let it go."

"Otherwise..."

"Otherwise? Otherwise what?"

Cheng Feng originally thought that if the Wang court was reasonable, let Wang Yuan sincerely apologize to Tailong.

Then he will no longer pursue the other party's abuse of him.

I didn't think that the king's court should accuse him and ask him to apologize to Wang Yuan!

"Young generation, don't be arrogant."

Wang Ting's eyes shone coldly: "with your attitude, if you put it in Los Angeles, you can't live for a minute."

"All right, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense."

Hearing this, Cheng Feng no longer had any compassion for Wang Yuan and said in a deep voice: "first, this is not Los Angeles, but the destiny city at the foot of the son of heaven."

"Second, Wang Yuan scolded me first and humiliated my brother Talon later."

"Therefore, if Wang Yuan wants to leave here intact today, there is only one way to go."

Cheng Feng said in a deep voice, "that is to kneel down and apologize to my brother Talon until he is satisfied!"

"As for you, this eye-catching guy, how far is the special size? Get out of here!"

When the voice dropped, Cheng Feng grabbed the autumn water sword directly and Shua!

Attack the ZuLong level Master Wang Ting!