Chapter 1277: anger

Especially Yun Tianteng, he ran away from Qin Feng's hands. This humiliation, to him, seemed to be slashing fiercely in his heart with a sword anytime and anywhere, almost out of control.
"Junior Brother Qin, the Golden Emperor and Yun Tianteng, I don’t think I need to introduce to you. There, Void Lingdu, the man in the golden armor, is the disciple of the Hate Heaven Palace and the Yuhuang! This person wants Be careful, the strength of Hate Temple is not weaker than our five sects!"
Liu Ruohuo secretly introduced Qin Feng.
As for the woman with a pair of wings spread out behind her, her body was as sharp as a blade, and her body was hot and good-looking, Qin Feng could guess the identity of the other party without introduction. This woman was obviously the emperor of the Yuzong that day.
And the other party is also the only woman among the nine kings.
"I think I have guessed that beautiful woman with a hot figure. This is the dream glass of the Tianyu Sect. Don't look at her hot temptation, but it is a thorny rose. The best thing is not to provoke him!"
"Who is that?"
Looking at the last man who was late, Qin Feng asked.
The feeling that the other party gave him is very powerful, this breath is long, but it is terrifying and calm like a rock.
He embraces a long sword with his arms, and the whole person is silent. It looks like a long sword that has never been sheathed, but this kind of person is nothing more than motionless, and every movement is extremely terrifying and dangerous. .
"That's the Heaven-Buying Pavilion's Quetian Sword!"
After all, Liu Ruohuo was one of the nine emperors, and he knew something about this emperor-level disciple.
"Que Heaven Sword..."
Qin Feng noticed this person.
Swordsman cultivators have a great sensitivity in themselves, which is as if a mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and kendo cultivators do too.
At this moment, not only Qin Feng noticed the Quetian Sword, but the other party had already looked at him. As the eyes opened and closed, the rock-like aura seemed to begin to move slightly.
"Ok?"
While Qin Feng was still paying attention to these people, he suddenly felt that a sharp eye was drawn towards him.
This person, with spiteful light in his eyes, as if it were a sharp sword, trying to penetrate him.
The other party is a young man, his breath is not weak, although he is not an emperor, but it is enough to aspire to a general king-level disciple, and now he is looking at Qin Feng fiercely with a bitter look in his eyes. Qin Feng's brows moved slightly.
With Qin Feng's memory, he recognized his identity after only a few glances at the other person. This man was the man in Tsing Yi he met in this mysterious lake not long ago.
At the beginning, I had just shot the Red Tiger flying and took control of the entire lake, but I didn't expect that this guy was still trying to profit from it, but he was slapped flying.
But he never thought that he would meet so soon, and he came with the Hate Yu Emperor of Hate Heaven Palace. This guy obviously regarded that Hate Yu Emperor as a guardian.
"Now the nine kings are missing..."
Just as Liu Ruohuo wanted to continue speaking, suddenly one person looked towards Qin Feng coldly:
"You wounded the disciple I hate Tiangong?"
The speaker was overbearing, as if completely ignoring the emperors present, and directly asked Qin Feng coldly...
With the appearance of this voice, all the people here couldn't help but looked over here.