A flash of swordlight, followed by a clang!
Just as Ding Yang wondered what was happening, a pain like his roots had been severed swept through his entire body.
"Ah!!"
Ding Yang immediately put on a mask of agony and let out a wail. Just like that, he officially went from Big Brother Ding Yang to Little Sister Ding Yang.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for severing someone's Wisdom Root. You've earned 1,000 Villain Points!"
"Ancient Wasteland rules: the loser leaves his root behind!"
Qin Feng slowly lowered his ancestral demonic sword, not forgetting to recite that classic line.
"It happened! It really happened!"
The Immortal Alliance disciples immediately cried out excitedly. They'd known Qin Feng would sever someone's Wisdom Root.
"He really is a beast!"
Zhao Changsheng's face was full of disdain, and he instinctively squeezed his legs together.
But his expression soon turned grave. He wasn't worried that Qin Feng would lay down rules for him too; he was thinking about the terrifying power contained in Qin Feng's sword intent.
Although he didn't know what Saint's Sword Intent was, he could sense a trace of fear from it. It was a feeling he'd never experienced before, not once in his life.
"Yay! Senior Brother Qin won!"
Unlike Zhao Changsheng, who was uneasy inside, Qingqing happily waved her little hands.
"What kind of thing did I raise?!"
Zhao Changsheng was so angry his teeth itched. He had no idea why he'd picked up this little monster.
"Good, good, good..."
The Fourth Elder laughed heartily, even reaching out as if to lead everyone in applause.
"Hmm?!"
The other six elders quickly looked over and gave him a look that said he'd better think carefully about what he was doing.
It was rude of their opponents to come and make trouble, but the