Brother Wang, formerly known as "Wang Jianqiu", is a descendant of the Archaic Sword Clan.
The origin of sword repair in the world is said to be the ancient sword clan.
The condensing of the soul into the sword yuan is also a secret method passed down from the ancient sword clan.
It's a pity that the Primordial Sword Clan was extinct a long time ago.
However, there are still a small number of Sword Clan disciples remaining on the Shennu Continent.
The Sword Clan had also had a great reputation, so the disciples of the Sword Clan still had quite a status.
Although this senior brother Wang is not strong in cultivation, his status is not low, he was shouting around in the hall of the guild.
Even, he wanted Qin Feng to get out of the guild.
Without the mark of a god slave, that is a slave among slaves, not even as good as a dog.
"Brother Wang, this kid is new here, don't be angry..."
Seeing that the situation is not good, Luhu Hu hurriedly stepped forward to make a round.
"Go away, what's the matter with you?"
Wang Jianqiu didn't even look at it, raising his hand was just a slap.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, his beard was pulled back again and again, and half of his face was swollen.
This scene also caused Qin Feng to frown slightly.
This person is not only arrogant, but also rude and rude.
Luhu was pleading for him, but he didn't expect to be treated like this.
"What kind of thing are you? A disciple of the Lei Clan, even a mere disciple of the Lei Clan, dare to confront me? Next time I dare to make a mess, I will kill you.
Wang Jianqiu glared fiercely at his beard.
It seems that on this sacred slave continent, not only the strength is respected, but also the identity is respected.
Although everyone is a slave, the level of the primitive race also directly determines the level of identity on the Continent of God Slave.
The status of the sword clan is obviously higher than that of the thunder clan.
Because of this, at the beginning of joining the God Slave Guild, Wang Jianqiu received much better treatment than ordinary people.
"Boy, although you have some strength, you are only a lowly human blood. You want to join our God Slave Guild, don't you take photos of yourself without urinating?"
Wang Jianqiu stared at Qin Feng coldly, and said arrogantly.
Before Qin Feng entered the Shennu Continent, he used the reincarnation technique to change his appearance and temperament.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is just a strong man of the human race.
With Wang Jianqiu's cultivation base, he naturally couldn't see his true identity.
On the Shen Slave Continent, the Human Race is almost at the bottom level, even the Thunder Race is far inferior, let alone compared with the Sword Race
"Brother Xu, let's go."
Qin Feng did not pay attention to Wang Jianqiu, but lifted up his beard and walked outside the hall.
He has just arrived and doesn't want to cause trouble.
He didn't want to be a god slave anyway, and now he was driven away, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Stop, who let you go?"
But before Qin Feng left the hall, Wang Jianqiu let out a sneer of abuse.
The other people in the hall are also gloating.
"If you get into the sword clan, these two guys are suffering."
"The Sword Clan has two guest qings. Who dares to provoke them? It's just desperate."
There were chattering voices from all around.
The reason why the sword clan has a lofty status is also because they have two god clan guest officials.
One person won the way, the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, and the Sword Clan disciples followed suit.
"Didn't you just let us go?"
Hu said with a grieved expression.
"It was just now, and now it is now. Just now I told you to fuck off, you drew it back and forth, now I have changed my mind."
Wang Jianqiu sneered.
"What do you want?"
Qin Feng's expression was indifferent, and a trace of anger surged in his heart.
"Kneel down to Lao Tzu and kowtow three times, call out a good grandpa, and Lao Tzu will let you go."
Wang Jianqiu smiled.
As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was also in riots, but Wang Jianqiu would not expect to be so excessive.
"What do you want me to call?"
Qin Feng pretended to be astonished.
"Good grandpa!"
Wang Jianqiu emphasized again loudly.
"Yeah! My dear grandson, don't have to be so loud, your grandpa is not deaf."
Qin Feng smiled and nodded.
"Little beast, do you dare to take advantage of Lao Tzu?"
Wang Jianqiu was furious.
The people around him were suffocating a smile. They couldn't think that Qin Feng was so courageous that even Wang Jianqiu's advantage would be taken advantage of.
The moustache on the side looked silly.
What is Wang Jianqiu's identity
When Qin Feng first arrived, he dared to provoke him. How could he have a good life
"Little beast, I make you hard to die."
Wang Jianqiu roared, Feijian sacrificed and stab towards Qin Feng.
His flying sword is also a hot weapon, containing powerful stellar energy, and it can be activated without mana.
Coupled with the swordsmanship of the sword clan, it can be said to be no disadvantage.
Huh!
Feijian flashed, and went straight to Qin Feng's head.
"roll!"
As soon as Qin Feng punched out, the vigorous mana fluctuations shook the flying sword a hundred meters away.
At the same time, this aftermath of mana swept towards Wang Jianqiu and hit his chest fiercely.
boom!
Wang Jianqiu flew out and hit a pillar in the hall.
With a "Wow", a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Wang Jianqiu immediately stared at Venus and almost fainted directly.
The occurrence of this scene caused the originally noisy crowd to die instantly.
"With your strength, relying on the identity of the sword clan, you dare to oppress the newcomer?"
Qin Feng sneered slightly.
He didn't want to be troublesome, but this guy was aggressive and broke his limit time and time again, so he had to take action.
Moreover, Qin Feng can see clearly that there is no reason at all on this Shen Slave Continent.
Whoever is strong and whose identity is strong will have the right to speak.
He is lurking here, not for the purpose of messing around, but for breaking into the Protoss as soon as possible.
If it doesn't show some value, it will really be looked down upon by the God Slave Guild.
"What happened?"
As the news spread, several guild elders hurried over.
And among these elders, there is an old man with a long sword on his back, who is a guest of the sword clan.
Through the understanding of the disciples in the hall, the expression of this sword clan Keqing quickly became gloomy.
"It's so daring. You dare to hurt the members of the guild before you join the God Slaves Guild?"
The sword clan Keqing glanced at Qin Feng, with murder hidden in his eyes.
"Come here, give me the Fa-rectification on the spot."
The sword clan Keqing coldly ordered.
Huh...
Suddenly, the disciples in the hall, all of them possessed by mechas, armed with various hot weapons, aimed at Qin Feng one after another.
"It's not good to go out!"
Qin Feng sighed secretly.
Unexpectedly, he was targeted when he first entered the Continent of God Slave.
"You have to think clearly, if things make a big mess, it won't do you any good."
Without changing his face, Qin Feng glanced lightly at the sword clan Keqing.
Hearing these words, the corners of the sword clan Keqing's mouth twitched, revealing a hideous smile.
In his God Slave Guild, in front of his God Race Keqing, this kid actually uttered wild words and dared to threaten himself. It was simply unreasonable.
"kill!"
The sword clan Keqing waved one arm, and the crowd immediately swarmed up. Previous chapter chapter list Next chapter Warm reminder: arrow keys left and right (← →) to scroll back and forth, up and down (↑ ↓) to scroll up and down, enter key: return to list.