Chapter 663: Zhang Qishan's Guardian
few of his punches!In other words,He is now, speaking purely of physical strength, at least equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator!This means that once he breaks through to the Out-of-the-Body Realm...All eyes were on the bloodstains in the pit,
That is the blood of the Archdeacon of Loke.
Just like that, such an invincible and terrifying monster, just died like this
Mo Lin's face showed no expression whatsoever, but Zhang Qishan beside him let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I didn't go to find Lin Feng before. Otherwise, I would have been dead long ago!
He actually acts like an idiot, helping Mo Lin against Lin Feng
The younger generation,
How many people can beat Lm Phong
To take down Lin Feng, it would probably take the older generation to step in.
Yet he wasn't a fool, he would never call upon the ancestors for Mo Lin!
"Mo Lin, our cooperation is over!"
Zhang Qishan's voice was low.
"Are you afraid You, the direct descendant and pride of the Zhang family, ranked 50th on the Heavenly Pride List, are afraid"
Mo Lin replied.
It's not fear, it's that I have no need to offend such a powerful person for you!!
Zhang Qishan shook his head.
Mo Lin darkened his face and remained silent upon hearing this.
For quite a while,
He is the one who said:
"I remember there was also a Nascent Soul Stage protector beside you. If you let your protector make a move, he should be able to kill Lin Feng!"
"No way! Uncle Zhang was sent by my father to keep an eye on me. He wouldn't care about anything unless I was in danger!"
"Besides, don't you have several Nascent Soul ancestors secretly supporting you over there What makes you think you can order me around and use me as a pawn How ridiculous!"
Zhang Qishan immediately refused!
Mo Lin frowned slightly upon hearing this, remaining silent. However, at this moment, Lin Feng turned his gaze towards him.
"Isn't this Mo Lin, the young master Long time no see!"
As Lin Feng spoke, a hint of a smile played on his lips as he walked towards Mo Lin.
This scene,
It instantly caught everyone's attention,
Could it be that Lin Feng just killed the prodigies of the three major forces and now wants to attack Mo Lin
"The other day, we just saw each other at the clan gathering! It's not like we've been apart for long!"
Mo Lin's expression was cold.
"Bang!"
Lin Feng suddenly slapped Mo Lin hard across the face.
Mo Lin dodged but couldn't evade the blow, being slammed away and losing a tooth!
"Long time no see, long time no see! What are you getting at"
Lin Feng said coldly.
"You, you dare to hit me!"
Mo Lin struggled to his feet from the ground, his face a mask of disbelief.
"Bang!"
Lin Feng slapped Mo Lin's face again and sneered:
"What are you going to do about it You still think that just because your father is the Demon Lord, you're not a useless piece of trash"
Mo Lin covered his face, his expression full of resentment, his whole body trembling with anger!
A great shame and disgrace!
It's truly a shame and disgrace!
As the eldest son of the demon lord and the heir to the Demon God Clan, he had never been humiliated like this before! Not in front of so many people!
"Try looking at me with that kind of gaze again!"
Lin Feng's voice suddenly turned cold.
Mo Lin trembled upon hearing this, quickly lowering his head.
"Remember! From now on, if you see me, come say hi yourself, or I'll hit you every time we meet!"
Lin Feng said coldly.
He then glanced at Zhang Qishan, who was not far away.
Zhang Qishan forced a wry smile onto his face and hurriedly bowed his head in submission...
"Alright! Everyone do what you want!"
Lin Feng swept his gaze across the entire scene, carrying the unconscious Mary and the corpse of Moye on the ground, he left!
…….
Bidding farewell to Lin Feng's departing figure,
All the people in the field were looking at each other with different expressions, their minds unable to calm down for a long time!
They all knew something big was about to happen!
Unlike those hoodlums I killed before,
This time,
The Dark and Angel races, having lost two powerful figures, would absolutely not give up so easily. It's very likely they will deploy Tribulation Transcending powerhouses!
Including the Taichung Sacred Temple!
Bo Luo is the disciple of an old monster from the Taichu Holy Temple.
...came out here to train once, and ended up dying here...
"I... I want to ask, will this bronze coffin ceremony still be held"
At that moment, someone in the scene said with a slight tremor of nervousness.
"What are we still doing here! Three of the organizers are dead. "
Someone shook their head and said.
As soon as these words were spoken,
As everyone on the scene, they all chose to leave and planned to tell others about what had happened. It's good for bragging rights!
But after everyone left,
Mo Lin, after rubbing his swollen face, punched the table in front of him with all his might, shattering it into pieces!
"Lin Feng, I want you to die a horrible death!"
Mo Lin glared ferociously and roared, word by word.
"I hope your wishes come true soon, I'm off now!"
Zhang Qishan glanced at Mo Lin and turned to leave.
Mo Lin watched Zhang Qishan's departing figure and suddenly said:
"You haven't always wanted my magic horn flute, have you I'll give you the magic horn flute if you help me kill Lin Feng!"
Zhang Qishan stopped his steps upon hearing this.
The Demon Horn Flute is a sound wave weapon that has reached the level of an inferior spiritual treasure. When combined with his cultivation of the String Sound Secret Art, it can exert several times its power!
Once you possess the magic flute,
His combat power will be greatly increased!
He had previously asked Mo Lin for it, stating that he would offer an item of the same rank in exchange, but Mo Lin refused...
"Are you serious"
Zhang Qishan's eyes flickered.
"Do you think I would lie to you"
Mo Lin's face was gloomy.
Zhang Qishan pondered for a moment.
Although I feel it's not wise to provoke Lam Fung, people die for wealth and birds die for food.
He couldn't resist the temptation, so he said:
"Okay, I can give it a try!"
Then let's just wait for good news!
A cold light flashed in Mo Lin's eyes.
Zhang Qishan nodded, after leaving the bronze coffin conference, he came to a small courtyard.
There is a chair in the small courtyard.
On the chair lay an old man dressed in black, with white hair and skin like a dried-up riverbed.
The old man seemed frail and withered, like an ancient tree on the verge of decay. But if you looked closely, you'd find that within a ten-meter radius around him, it was spring all year round. Flowers bloomed and withered in a constant cycle, creating a stark contrast to the icy snow scene just beyond.
This is a way!
And to be able to apply Taoist principles to this extent, undoubtedly proves that the old man before us is a Transcending Tribulation expert!
"Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Qishan walked forward and cautiously called out.
This old man before him was someone even his father respected, so he naturally couldn't afford to be disrespectful...
"Aren't you going to some coffin convention"
The elder slowly opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes like the starry sky of the universe, deep and dark...
"That's how it is..."
Zhang Qishan recounted everything that happened at the Copper Coffin Gathering.
So, you want...
"That's right, I want Uncle Zhang to take care of Lin Feng for me!"
"Xiaoshan, it's not that I won't help you. Before I came here, your father warned me repeatedly not to interfere in your trials and tribulations... This would be of no benefit to you! You have to walk your own path, no one can always help you!"
The old man shook his head slightly.
"Uncle Zhang, just this once! I must have that Magic Horn Flute. You know what the Magic Horn Flute means to me!"
Zhang Qishan quickly said.
After a moment of contemplation, the old man finally nodded his head and said:
"Well then, I'll help you out this time!"
But this time, next time, unless you are in mortal danger, I absolutely will not interfere!
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Qishan was overjoyed!felt suddenly depleted of oxygen.Below, all the onlookers turned pale and gasped for breath.It's too shocking, too terrifying.Who could have imagined that in today's postmodern era, such a terrifying...