The battle record of the Teal Feathers Sect was still going on, but as time went on, Jian Wushuang's expression became more and more serious. He put down the matter in his hand, went to the gate of the sect, and looked into the distance.
Deep in his eyes, there was hope and worry. Especially when he saw that the sun was about to set, he became more worried.
"What's going on? Why haven't you come back yet?" Sword said to himself in a cold voice.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
At this moment, the sound of Spiritual Qi breaking through the air came from far away. Upon hearing the sound, Jian Wushuang's face changed and he hurriedly looked over. In the direction of the drill ground, everyone subconsciously looked in this direction.
Terrifying whirlpools, which were released by the white light, rushed out of an alley in the distance like fierce fist prints. They flashed toward the direction of the Teal Feather Sect.
"Could it be someone from the Yan Sect?" Cang Hong's eyes trembled. Yan Ba would not let this matter rest so easily after Yan Yi's death. Could it be that he had arrived so quickly?
Buzz buzz buzz!
The horrible cyclone bloomed in the air and fell to one place.
There, a figure shot out at top speed, blood splashing everywhere as he fled. It was as if bloody mist blossomed, splashing onto the ground like beautiful flowers of blood.
"That's right, Jian Wushuang. I know him. He's at the twelfth level of Body Tempering. He'll definitely rank in the top ten of this year's disciples."
"Who dares to hunt down the disciples of the Qingyu Sect in broad daylight?"
"He's so arrogant. How dare he hunt down the disciples of the Teal Feather Sect?"
On the street, many martial artists saw this scene and stopped in their tracks, their faces full of horror.
At the same time, everyone in the drill ground in the Qingyu Sect changed their expressions.
Although Jian Wushuang had not received the feather order yet, with his strength, he was sure to be ranked in the top 300. He was already a disciple of the Teal Feather Sect. There was actually someone who dared to hunt him down and kill his way to the Teal Feather Sect.
In that instant, quite a few people quickly rushed over in this direction, their killing intent all erupting.
"Jiang Feng, you won't be able to kill me. As long as I return to the Teal Feather Sect, you'll be sentenced to the crime of harming fellow disciples and will be executed by the sect."
Jian Wushuang, who was frantically running away, looked back at Jiang Feng, who was like a killing god, and said in horror and anger.
A martial artist at the tenth level of Body Tempering was so powerful that he could kill all of his men. Even he himself was in danger of being hunted down. Fortunately, he saw hope that the sect was right in front of him.
Hong!
While he was speaking, Jiang Feng launched another fierce attack at him. The violent aura broke through the air and pointed straight at Jian Wushuang.
"Damn it!"
Jian Wushuang's expression changed drastically as he hastily retaliated. However, the power of his hurried counterattack was limited and was directly shattered by Jiang Feng, leaving a shockwave on his body.
Peng!
Jian Wushuang was sent flying and stumbled to the ground. His clothes were torn apart, revealing a set of armor. It turned out to be a defensive Lower Class Human Level Black Soldier.
It was all thanks to this armor that Jian Wushuang was able to survive until now. Otherwise, he would have died a long time ago.
After falling to the ground, he didn't take another look at Jiang Feng. He took the opportunity to roll forward and sprinted towards the Teal Feather Sect.
"Brother, save me."
Jian Wushuang, who was trying to escape, suddenly saw the ruthless sword in the sect. He was overjoyed. With his elder brother here, he should have no worries about his life.
"Jiang Feng, you dare to kill my brother? You're courting death!" Jian Wushuang had long since escaped from the Teal Feather Sect. He drew out his sword and a piercingly cold sword Qi was condensing as he rushed towards Jian Wushuang.
"Today, no one can save you, the Blood Soul Sting!"
Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at the ruthless sword. His killing intent did not diminish, and his figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind Jian Wushuang. He took advantage of the moment when a bloody light shot out and stabbed him in the back.
Jian Wushuang's expression changed rapidly. At this moment, he felt an extremely dangerous aura locking him down. He wanted to hide, but it was too late. In a hurry, he had to turn his body away.
Chi! Chi!
However, he was still a little slower. Although the power of the Blood Soul Sting did not pierce his heart, it still pierced into his body, his back, and his chest.
"Ah!"
Jian Wushuang screamed. The next moment, Jiang Feng used his five fingers as claws to grab Jian Wushuang's neck and lift him up.
"Let go!"
An angry roar rang out. With a few flashes, the ruthless sword quickly arrived in front of Jiang Feng, but in the end, it was still a step too late.
The violent and bitingly cold aura spread out wildly and rushed straight at Jiang Feng. The longsword in his hand was clanging, and his killing intent was leaking out.
"I want you to let him go!"
Jian Wushuang didn't dare to move, but his cold eyes didn't diminish. He looked at Jiang Feng as if he was looking at a dead man.
The expressions of those who'd rushed over also changed wildly. Most of them didn't know Jiang Feng, but they could sense his killing intent. Had he gone crazy? He actually dared to hunt down the disciples of the Qingyu Sect.
Who exactly was this person?
"You said, you want me to let him go?" Jiang Feng laughed coldly. He hated the ruthless look on Sword's face. He was even more arrogant than Che Shaodong. He hated that kind of look very much.
Therefore, before Jian Wushuang could say anything, his grip on Jian Wushuang's arm suddenly shook and smashed him into the ground. With a cracking sound of bones breaking, Jian Wushuang let out a miserable howl.
His eyes suddenly focused, and his killing intent gushed out like a tide. He wanted to kill Jiang Feng and tear him into pieces.
"So arrogant!"
Many of the disciples trembled inwardly and were all shocked by Jiang Feng's madness. He had pursued and killed the disciples of the Azure Feather Sect and had still dared to make his move in front of everyone in the sect. He had shown no mercy at all.
What an arrogant young man.
Mo Qing and Shi Shan were also shocked by this sudden scene. However, Mo Qing was a little better, so he quickly reacted. His eyes were shining.
"You're so arrogant and bold." Mo Qing praised him softly.
The eyes of Cang Hong beside him flickered. He looked at Mo Qing and then looked outside. It seemed that he had thought of something.
"Phew, he's so arrogant, so special." When Shi Shan came to his senses, he was also very excited. This Junior Brother was indeed extraordinary.
"How dare you!"
Yan Tie stood out, looked at Jiang Feng, and said coldly, "Jiang Feng, how dare you harm your fellow disciples in the Azure Feather Sect. Do you know that this is a capital crime?"
Jiang Feng?
When the crowd heard this, their faces were filled with doubt. They had never heard of this name before. However, it was likely that this name would soon resound throughout the entire Green Feather Sect and even the entire Green Flame City.
Sure enough!
Cang Hong's eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Jiang Feng once again, his eyes also flashing with a bright light.
Jiang Feng stared at Yan Tie and said coldly, "May I ask if the trial is over and if the battle achievements have been counted?"
Without waiting for Yan Tie to speak, Jiang Feng continued, "He and I have yet to hand over our battle achievements to the sect and have yet to determine if we can enter the Teal Feathers Sect and obtain the feathered order. Therefore, we are still not disciples of the sect."
"Since you are not a disciple of the Qingyu Sect, and this is outside the Qingyu Gate, then the grievances in the outside world have nothing to do with you."
It's none of your business!
The crisp sound echoed in the air and fell into everyone's ears, making people's hearts tremble.
What an arrogant young man.
He dared to ignore the power of the elders of the Qingyu Sect and even insulted them.
In the history of the Azure Feather Sect, it was likely that there had never been such an arrogant disciple.
In the entire scene, perhaps only Mo Qing was relatively indifferent, because he had seen Jiang Feng's arrogance in the Qin Kingdom. This scene was very similar.
No one could stop Jiang Feng's arrogance.
"Good, very good." Yan Tie was so angry that his face turned livid. He gritted his teeth and said, "You can try and see if it has anything to do with me."
"Let go of him." The killing intent on Merciless Sword's body burst forth as he walked towards Jiang Feng step by step.
"Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't move."
Jiang Feng stepped on Jian Wushuang's arm. With a cracking sound, the arm was completely destroyed.
"What... what do you want?" Jian Wushuang was so angry that his face looked ferocious, but he had to stop.
Crazy, what he encountered was not a normal person, but a madman. Even if his killing intent was surging, he had to endure it. As long as he let Jian Wushuang go, he could kill him.
Jiang Feng laughed coldly. "I know what you're thinking, but I'm going to disappoint you. I'm not going to let him go. As for you, your fate was already decided the moment you helped Che Shaoyang."
The Jian brothers were on Che Shaoyang's side. No matter what, they would kill him. Therefore, even if he released Jian Wushuang, they would not be able to change their relationship. There was no doubt about this.
Therefore, Jiang Feng had never intended to let go of Jian Wushuang.
"If you dare make a move, I promise you that you won't be able to live past tomorrow." Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated and walked towards Jiang Feng step by step. Since the other party didn't intend to let him go, then he didn't have to endure it.
Spiritual Qi flowed from the sword, and a terrible killing intent swept over it.
"If I don't take action, you'll let me off?" Jiang Feng laughed coldly.
Jian Wushuang stopped and said coldly, "At least, I can make you die a happy death."
"Unfortunately, even if you let me go, I don't intend to let you go."
Jiang Feng laughed loudly three times. He lifted Jian Wushuang up and said coldly, "From the moment you attacked me, your fate had been decided. No one could save you even if you fled back to the sect."
Feeling Jiang Feng's undisguised killing intent, Jian Wushuang was terrified and said, "You, you can't..."
Chi! Chi!
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Feng had already stretched out his palm and turned it into a sharp blade that pierced straight into his body.
"Ah!"
In an instant, Jian Wushuang's desperate roar echoed in the air for a long time.
The whole place was silent in an instant, and the sound of a needle falling could be heard.
Jiang Feng had actually killed Jian Wushuang.
At the gate of the sect, Jian Wushuang was killed in front of many elders and disciples.
What an arrogant young man! What a crazy move!
In the sect, gasps rose and fell. There was a lunatic from the Teal Feather Sect.
Even Mo Qing was shocked. Even though he was not surprised, he could not hide his shock.
"You're courting death!" After being shocked, Jian Wushuang flew into a rage.
His younger brother had actually been killed in front of him. How could he not be enraged? His long sword clanged and transformed into a terrifying sword aura that shot murderously at Jiang Feng, wanting to tear him to shreds.
"Blood Soul Sting!"
At the moment when Jiang Feng killed Jian Wushuang, he was on guard against the ruthless attack of Jian Wushuang, so he immediately devoured a large number of bloodline. His blood Qi broke through the air, and with a destructive momentum, he met the ruthless attack of the sword.
"Rumble rumble rumble!"
The two men's attacks collided in an instant, and a powerful shockwave swept in all directions. Under that terrifying shockwave, Jiang Feng's body suddenly retreated, leaving two long scratches on the ground.
The ruthless sword body also trembled slightly, and the momentum of the attack halted for a moment. But the next moment, he swooped down again, and the sword qi gushed out like a tide, locking onto Jiang Feng.
The terrifying sword aura carried boundless killing intent. He wanted Jiang Feng to die.