Seeing Qin Feng's calm smile, Xie Xuan's smile froze instantly. After a moment, it turned into anger. He immediately thrust his sword hard into Qin Feng's head, looking like he wanted to kill Qin Feng.
"No coffin, no tears!"
"Blank glance!"
Raising his face, Qin Feng smiled brilliantly, downed a drink, planted his feet on the ground, and a surge of energy erupted. Almost in an instant, Xie Xuan's body suddenly appeared beside him.
Outside the battlefield, seeing Qin Feng's action, the crowd couldn't help but cheer. Obviously, in this situation, some of them couldn't understand. Why was Qin Feng still taking medicine like that? His speed increased sharply.
Suddenly, Qin Feng, who had deceived Xie Xuan, flashed a hint of surprise on his face. He caught the sword's grip, then pulled hard. The sword was stuck at his waist. It spun like a windmill, with a light at the turn. Jumping and flickering.
