Jin Kui suddenly burst into a sense of fighting spirit on his body, and looked at Wei Feng and said, "I heard that Wei Guoshi hit the master three times earlier. How powerful is I want to learn about it today."

Zhao Ao also smiled slightly, "Mr. Wei, my old housekeeper is a martial arts fanatic. I hope you don't take it a fuss."

Wei Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Ao. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ao looked at the fairy style and Taoist robe, and he was also an old fox.

I must have wanted to test my strength, but it would not shock them if I didn't let them see their true strength.

Wei Feng smiled faintly, and behind his hands, he said, "Okay, I'll learn about Mr. Jin Kui's tricks."

Jin Kui smiled suddenly, "Okay, then don't blame me for being rude!"

A sharp sword intent suddenly burst out from Jin Kui's body, and his whole body was covered in clothes, as if there was an extremely sharp sword hidden in his body.

Wei Feng raised his eyebrows, but unexpectedly, Jin Kui actually cultivated a trace of sword intent.

Before he could move, the other party's body had already invaded Wei Feng's midline. He stepped forward and pointed his sword straight to Wei Feng's throat.

Wei Feng's feet fell to the ground, and he used the magic of the Dragon, and dodged in an illusory way.

Jin Kui's shot fell and attacked again.

This sword intent, with an extremely sharp momentum, either hides the sword in his body or kills the enemy in blood.

Wei Feng and a few backflipped their feet, swept the ground, and came to the yard with a light flickering look.

Jin Kui also followed closely, and Zhao Ao and Zhao Qingtian also followed.

"Grandpa, do you think Wei Feng will win or Grandpa Jin Kui will win?"

Zhao Qingtian naturally knew Wei Feng's medical skills, but his medical skills were so awesome and his martial arts were so awesome. He didn't believe that there was such a genius in this world.

"I can't say this well. Wei Feng claimed to be a national sage, but I did not participate in that war, and I am not sure how strong Wei Feng's cultivation is."

"But one thing is certain. At such a young age, I have reached the level of a national savant. If I take a step forward, wouldn't I become a Qi Refiner? What a terrifying realm that would be? I think it's a bit mixed with it."

"And your Grandpa Jin Kui has reached the peak of the Grandmaster, a half-step national sage, and has been steadily fighting. His golden sword intent has been practicing for more than ten years, and his power cannot be underestimated."

When Zhao Qingtian heard his grandfather's words, he also showed a solemn expression. Jin Kui was indeed a very terrifying existence.

They rarely take action, and even if they take action, it is a critical moment for the life and death of the Zhao family.

The reason why I took action today seems to be very interested in Wei Feng.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken action without authorization.

"Grandpa, Wei Feng is coming for Chixia. Could it be that he has beaten Grandpa Jin Kui? We really want to give him the heirloom?" Zhao Qingtian asked in confusion.

Zhao Ao smiled and said, "Whoever said that Jin Kui won, I will give him Chixia courage."

"But, grandpa, then they..."

"It's just a competition."

Zhao Qingtian finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Chixia gall has been passed down from the Zhao family for hundreds of years, and it is the heirloom of the Zhao family. No matter who it is, it is impossible for them to be handed over.

At this moment, the field was already in full swing.

A terrifying sword intent split the wall a crack, and the precious tables and chairs in the yard were also broken.

The opponent's fingers are comparable to the sharpest sword.

Wei Feng was secretly surprised, not knowing how this guy practiced.

The true qi has been condensed to such an extent, and the fingers are refined into swords!

"Sir Wei, what's your ability to use your body skills and keep avoiding? Are you afraid that I will not be able to do it?"

Jin Kui sneered, revealing a look of contempt.

Wei Feng shook his head and smiled, "Old man, I don't want to hurt you when you look old. I think you are a little tired, so why don't we sit down and rest? It's a draw?"

Jin Kui's eyes shrank, this kid was despising himself.

Could it be that I look down on me, or that this son is a powerful man with a national scholar?

He doesn't believe it yet!

"Sir, rampant!"

Jin Kui shouted softly, and the attack became fierce again.

Click!

A window had been split by the sword intent, and Wei Feng's body was in a daze and vague manner. He was placed in a dragon and was freely shuttled through the scene.

"Mr. Wei's body technique is indeed extremely wonderful. However, if he uses this method to let Jin Kui use all his true energy and win, it would be too powerful."

Zhao Qingtian also frowned and said to Wei Feng: "Mr. Wei, isn't it a bit unfair for you to bully Grandpa Jin Kui like this? You are so young, full of energy and blood, and you are a dignified national scholar. Isn't that so playful?

Humiliation?'

Jin Kui also thought so, and his eyes looked at Wei Feng more sharp.

Wei Feng shook his head. He wanted to save face for Jin Kui, but the other party really didn't appreciate it.

"Forget it, old man, since that's the case, I'll fight back."

Wei Feng stood still a little, facing the sharp sword finger, but did not dodge, but punched him.

"Haha, it's a good time!"

Jin Kui suddenly laughed happily. He had never seen anyone dare to fight with his own sword fingers.

Zhao Ao shook his head in disappointment, "It seems that Wei Feng is a little unworthy of his reputation. If you don't say anything else, just saying that he wants to prove that he is aiming to face Jin Kui's sword finger is a very stupid act."

"By the way, grandpa, I heard that Grandpa Jin Kui could cut off ten-inch stainless steel with one sword. Is it true or false?"

"Of course it's true. Grandpa Jin Kui has used his lifelong experience on his sword fingers. It's not surprising that he has such power."

Zhao Qingtian couldn't help but gasp. It's not surprising. If someone heard it, he would probably be scared to death.

But then, a scene that shocked them happened, with a click!

Jin Kui's sword fingers actually broke, and a strange twist occurred!

Suddenly, Jin Kui let out a scream, retreated repeatedly, and looked at his fingers in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"This...this is absolutely impossible!"

Not only Jin Kui, but even Zhao Qingtian and Zhao Ao who were not far away almost fell off their chins.

Jin Kui, the old housekeeper of the Zhao family, and the personal guard of the saint Zhao Ao, is the number one person in the Zhao family's martial arts.

His best skill is this sword finger, which cuts out ten-inch stainless steel with a punch and is actually broken!

No one can believe this kind of thing.

Jin Kui had forgotten the pain in his fingers and looked at Wei Feng dumbly.

After a long time, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Wei is indeed awesome. I lost, I admire him."

In an instant, he asked himself that he could fight against the punch, but never expected that the opponent's subsequent power was as deep as a sea.

It was not until this time that he realized how stupid it was to fight with Wei Feng.
Chapter completed!