Song Qian glanced at Xiao Feng, then smiled and said: "This is my first time meeting Qiao Feng, it doesn't matter who he is, whether you want to kill him or deal with him, that's your business.
Let me ask you now, do you want to treat this little girl A'Zhu or not?
You said it yourself. I brought you the person now. If you don’t treat her, you won’t give me the face of Asura Sword Song Qian! "
Xue Muhua sneered, "If I don't give you face, how will you stay?"
"Take care of you!" The smile on Song Qian's face faded. Inexplicably, the hearts of everyone in the martial arts community in Juxian Village jumped, and they began to retreat subconsciously. A sudden sense of fear arose in everyone's heart.
Song Qian was smiling just now, and everyone hadn't noticed anything yet, but now the smile on her face disappeared, and everyone felt like they were in an abyss. The sun was bright today, but for some reason, it felt very cold.
The people present who are qualified to attend the meeting are all at least ordinary innate warriors. At this level, who doesn’t have a bunch of murder cases in hand, and who doesn’t kill without blinking an eye?
But at this moment, these people who kill without batting an eye feel inexplicably depressed in their hearts. If they take a breath, it seems that their hearts are about to jump out of their chests.
Xue Muhua's scalp was a little numb. He glanced at Song Qian's bamboo hat and hurriedly looked away, his body trembling with nervousness.
But when he glanced around and saw that all the heroes in the village were staring at him, waiting for him to see his performance, he suddenly felt endless confidence in his heart, as if he was blessed by a halo of courage.
No matter how strong your Xuanmen Tianzong is, can you still cover the sky with one hand?
I don't believe it. There are so many masters here, how can you kill them all?
"You want to deal with me, right? I want to see what you, a hidden person like you, have the guts to do to deal with me!"
After saying that, Xue Muhua planned to take action, but he had no choice but to take action. With so many people watching, if he gave up today, Xue Muhua would no longer have to hang out in the world.
Among the people present, there are many masters who have been treated by him. This is his confidence. Even if he is not the opponent of this woman, I have many people. If this miracle doctor says hello, there are more people willing to take action for him!
However, he had just raised his palm and the strength in his hand had not yet been gathered, when Song Qian looked over.
There was no movement, just a gaze. The power of the sky was like a prison, like thunder and lightning tearing apart the sky. A vast world seemed to appear in Xue Muhua's mind, and between the heaven and the earth, above the vast sky, a pair of black and white eyes stared indifferently. he.
"ah!!"
Xue Muhua screamed in horror, covered his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud. The screams and wails continued to sound, and wisps of blood continued to seep from his eye sockets.
"what's the situation?"
Everyone was stunned, everyone looked stunned, and many people didn't know what happened.
Before that woman even moved, you, Xue Muhua, screamed and fell to the ground. Could it be that you were possessed?
The two eminent monks Xuanji and Xuannan looked at each other, hesitated, and did not dare to step forward.
They are already powerful martial arts masters, so they naturally understand how terrifying Shura Sword Song Qian is.
Martial arts masters crush innate warriors, but that is mainly because they are so strong that they can arouse the power of heaven and earth. The woman in front of her has no "power" in her body. Just a look can severely injure someone like Xue Muhua. A strong man's control over his mental power has reached an extremely terrifying level.
Even though the Shaolin family has a strong financial background, they would not dare to provoke such terrifying and unknown existences.
"Boring!"
Song Qian didn't even look at Xue Muhua, but stared at the old monk Xuanji with interest, "Old monk, let's have a fight?"
Xuanji's expression changed, and he clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, how did the poor monk offend the donor? Or maybe the donor wanted to stand up for Xiao Feng?"
Song Qian stared at Xuanji, then glanced sideways at A'Zhu beside her, and waved her hand, "If you don't want to fight, forget it. I'll heal sister A'Zhu first. As for the matter between you and Qiao Feng, You can continue!”
She had no friendship with Qiao Feng. She wanted to fight Xuan Ji just now because she wanted to find a master to beat him up.
Poor Song Qian, she has a smooth journey and is obviously very powerful, but she has never had the chance to fight against the masters.
When she was in the Southern Song Dynasty, all the difficult masters died at the hands of her elder brother and Ye Gucheng. Now she has become a perfect master. Looking around, there is no enemy.
Alas, invincible, how lonely it is!
"Thank you!"
Xiao Feng watched Song Qian leading A'Zhu towards the square table where Song Xuan and others were sitting. He immediately cupped his fists and saluted with gratitude on his face.
Given the other party's ability, since he said he wanted to save A'Zhu, he was somewhat confident.
The heavy pressure in his heart finally dissipated, Xiao Feng regained his previous heroic spirit, looked around at the martial arts heroes, and laughed, "In today's meeting at Juxian Village, you are going to discuss how to deal with Qiao, right?
There is no need to discuss, Qiao is already here today, just use whatever means you can, Qiao will follow! "
Although it has been confirmed that he has Khitan blood, his surname is not Qiao but Xiao, but even so, when Xiao Feng calls himself to the outside world, he still calls himself Qiao Feng. He will never forget the kindness of his adoptive parents.
"Evil thief Xiao Feng, you killed your father, mother and master. You have committed many crimes. How dare you call yourself Qiao Feng? Today, you, a person who has lost all humanity, will never leave Juxian Manor!"
"That's right, Xiao Feng, this great traitor, is full of evil. You guys, there is no need to talk about the moral principles of the world with this evil thief, just swarm up and cut him to death with a thousand knives!"
Everyone in the Xuanmen Tianzong is quite afraid, because he is too mysterious and powerful, and most people don't dare to offend him without knowing the details.
But Xiao Feng is different. Many people present know his martial arts skills. Although no one can do anything to him in a single fight, everyone can kill such a big evil thief. he.
I can't afford to offend those mysterious masters of Xuanmen Tianzong, but I can't afford to offend a big evil thief like you, Xiao Feng?
As everyone's voices filled with indignation rang out, the atmosphere that had seemed a bit depressing due to Song Qian's strength became lively again.
They all stared at Xiao Feng and kept yelling and scolding them, venting all their pent-up anger on Xiao Feng for not being able to offend Song Xuan and the others.
"A bunch of bullies who are afraid of the strong!"
Song Qian sat next to Song Xuan, casually took out a small pill and stuffed it into A'Zhu's mouth. Looking at the messy and noisy scene in front of her, she couldn't help but laugh.
Lian Xing pursed her lips and smiled, "Xiao Qian, I thought you were going to go on a killing spree just now."
Song Qian rolled her eyes, "I'm not a murderer. As long as you don't have any disgusting thoughts, I usually won't kill you directly in a simple verbal dispute."
As she said that, she chuckled, "But Xue Muhua, I have planted the seeds of fear in his mind.
From now on, when he sees me, he sees me as a god and worships me like a god.
Haha, isn’t this more interesting than killing directly? "
