Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1073 Goodbye, Mo Zhantian

Surprised voices came from somewhere on the city wall, and a middle-aged man in purple clothes approached, with a majesty that was not angry and majestic.

And this person is Mo Ling's father, Mo Zhantian.

His face was slightly bitter, and he stared at Lu Feng.

He didn't expect that the boy from back then would still come to the ten-year appointment.

"Boy Lu Feng, I have met Uncle Mo, and I am here to fulfill the promise of the ten-year agreement."

Looking at Mo Zhantian, Lu Feng respectfully performed the etiquette of a junior.

Feeling the majestic holy power emanating from Mo Zhantian's body, Lu Feng knew that he had reached the lower holy realm, but there were a few white hairs in his jet-black hair.

"If there were no changes in the ten-year agreement, it wouldn't matter with your current strength, but right now it really shouldn't be here."

When he was in the ancient continent, although he knew that Mo Ling had awakened the royal blood, he only thought that he had the qualifications to become a saint. As long as Lu Feng worked hard, there would be no big problem.

However, he did not expect that Mo Ling would become the holy princess of the dynasty, and even a father like himself could not decide the fate of his daughter.

Hearing this, Lu Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Could it be that Uncle Mo wants to stop me, Lu Feng, or is there something wrong with Ling'er?"

"Neither, as a father, I naturally want to see my daughter happy, but you also know that Ling'er is now a holy princess, and the emperors are not so easy to deal with. They won't watch the blood of the ancestors being abused by others." Fingers crossed."

Mo Zhantian said with a wry smile.

In fact, he was able to become a saint because of Mo Ling's light.

Lu Feng nodded and remained silent.

"Although it is only in the past few years that you have become a quasi-sage, it is extremely extraordinary, but compared with the real top young generation of the dynasty, it is still too far behind."

The white hair on his head was naturally born out of worry about Mo Ling, and the longing for the past few years even a father like him couldn't bear it.

How could Lu Feng fail to hear these words.

A woman as outstanding as Mo Ling, who can fuse with the body of the holy ancestor, will definitely attract the favor of many arrogances of the Zibing Dynasty, and will not let him, an outsider, come here to get involved.

"But so what?"

Lu Feng smiled lightly, he has overcome so many difficulties, how could he be afraid of the so-called arrogance of Zibing Dynasty.

"You child, don't think that you can ignore those Tianjiao with a little achievement after stepping into the quasi-sage. Their strength is beyond your imagination."

Mo Zhantian said sadly, he regarded Lu Feng as a young boy who was not obsessed with the world, and he didn't know the bloody storm that the latter caused in the sea of ​​death.

"Uncle Mo, Brother Lu Feng's strength is beyond your imagination. Only those so-called Tianjiao will beat up one of them. This time we are here to snatch my sister-in-law back."

Lan Xinyue was a little dissatisfied with Mo Zhantian's words, and pouted her cute little mouth.

You know, there are five lower-level saints who died in Lu Feng's hands alone, what a dazzling record this is.

"Uncle Mo, you don't know what the kid has encountered in these years. As long as Linger is not willing, then I, Lu Feng, will not let her suffer any grievances. Since those Tianjiao of the Zibing Dynasty are very powerful, let me, Lu Feng, come and wipe them out." Let's get rid of the obstacles."

The moment the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly came, blowing Lu Feng's long hair and blue shirt.

Looking at the extremely confident Lu Feng standing proudly between heaven and earth, Mo Zhantian was silent for a long time.

This temperament is not comparable to that of any imperial arrogance.

but.

He is just a quasi-sage, and what he faces are those who have reached the holy realm and those pedantic old antiques.

They would not care about Mo Ling's willingness or not.

"You are that Lu Feng who tried to marry the holy princess. I thought you were some kind of big shot, but it turns out that you are just a small quasi-sage like an ant."

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance, and immediately dozens of young figures with extraordinary aura stepped towards the sky.

Walking in the forefront was a man wearing an amethyst-like battle armor, but the fierce aura of his body did not restrain himself at all, and he was crushed like an overwhelming mountain. He turned out to be a strong man in the lower holy realm.

"Lu Feng of Tianfu State."

Lu Feng said calmly.

He has even beheaded Saint Ta, and it is just a big joke to try to make him feel intimidated by this mere coercion.

And when he noticed Lu Feng's indifference, the young man was also slightly surprised.

You must know that he is not the kind of genius who was raised in captivity. In the past few decades, he has beheaded countless strong men from the Mu Xing Dynasty in the Dynasty Wars, and he has a very strong smell of blood on his body.

"It's really that Lu Feng who came, and Princess Sheng is talking about this kind of person, and she's too overconfident."

"The quasi-sage three realms have not yet been reached. Although it looks good, Tianfu Prefecture is just a weak place. How can my Zibing Dynasty be as powerful as he can imagine? It's just a shame."

These dozens of people looked at Lu Feng, with disdain written all over their haughty faces.

You Ruo frowned slightly, but as a Tu Sheng, she couldn't say much in front of this group of juniors.

However, the impatient Lan Xinyue couldn't help it anymore, pointed at them and shouted: "What are you talking about, Brother Lu Feng can crush you with one finger."

"Oh, what a little girl carved in powder and jade."

A young man in ice clothes looked at Lan Xinyue lightly and made a playful voice.

Lan Xinyue was furious, and rolled up her sleeves to teach them a lesson.

Lu Feng let out a sigh, and said: "Xinyue, our purpose of coming here is not to fight with these clowns."

"Heh, Lu Feng, let me advise you, the Holy Princess is not something you can get your hands on, she belongs to our Zibing Dynasty, you'd better be honest in this grand ceremony, otherwise I can't guarantee if there is any trouble."

The tyrannical holy power erupted from the purple-clothed man's body, forming a giant amethyst beast, which threatened Lu Feng.

boom!
A ray of holy light blasted out, and Mo Zhantian came to Lu Feng, and blasted backhand.

"Zi Chen, Lu Feng is here to attend the Holy Princess Ceremony, what are you doing!"

Mo Zhantian shouted, not giving face to these so-called arrogants.

Zichen withdrew the holy power and bent down: "Uncle Mo, I just want to tell this son that the holy princess is not something that quasi-sages like him can covet. After all, the holy princess can only choose a husband in the dynasty."

Although Mo Zhantian is also a lower holy realm, he is Mo Ling's father after all.

Offending him is offending a future half-step Old Sage.

"That has nothing to do with you. Zichen, you'd better put away your arrogance. Ling'er is still the daughter of this saint. It's not up to you to decide who you like."

He was also angry at Zichen's arrogance.

Anyway, although Lu Feng is weaker, he still prefers this young man who dares to come to the appointment.

"Ha ha."

Lu Feng smiled.

In front of him, those obstacles were not the group of Tianjiao at all, but the group of old and stubborn Zibing Dynasty.

"Are you laughing at me, Zichen?"

Hearing Lu Feng's laughter, Zichen was a little displeased.

"That's right, I'm just laughing at you, a mere low-level saint, who has the guts to jump up and down in front of me, Lu Feng."

(End of this chapter)