Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 803
Lu Feng walked slowly, he looked at Chang Feng expressionlessly, his eyes were piercingly cold, even the air around him became a bit colder.

This terrible pressure made Chang Feng almost collapse.

If I had known that this person was so fierce, I would never have come to the Supreme Building to trouble him because of those slaves.

"asshole!"

Chang Feng cursed angrily, and rushed out of the battle arena.

But a solid film of light stopped him back.

He forgot that unless Lu Feng spared him in the life and death bet, there would be no way to escape at all.

"From the moment you took the stage, your fate was doomed." The corner of Lu Feng's mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"It's not just some slaves. I Changfeng gave them to you. As long as you are willing to let me go, I can give you ten times and a hundred times more slaves if you want."

Chang Feng's face was pale, and his tone softened at this moment, begging for mercy.

It's okay not to mention those slaves, but Lu Feng's murderous intent is so strong that it almost turns into substance.

If it wasn't for the reason of the Black Dragon Island, the Shang family lineage would have been reduced to the point where the whole family was bloodied and the clansmen were captured as slaves.

His indifferent pupils moved, and said: "I think it's better to divide life and death in this life-and-death bet, otherwise it will make people laugh."

"Damn it! You really think that I have no strength to fight back. I will fight you today!"

Often the storm rushed up, the berserk true energy kept boiling, a black dragon covered the sky and the sun, and the howling sound was like thunder, and the terrifying blow fell down hard in an instant.

"In front of me, you are not qualified to fight with me!"

Lu Feng put away the tip of his gun, clenched his fists tightly, and the cyan dragon patterns crazily intertwined. The force that shook the world caused the space to shatter, and the black dragon shattered like a rotten one, and fell on Chang Feng's chest in an instant. .

boom!
The dull voice resounded, and Chang Feng stepped back, his eyes full of horror.

Lu Feng rushed out in an instant, fists containing terrifying power fell down one by one, and blood splashed everywhere quickly.

After more than a dozen punches, Chang Feng's physical body couldn't take it anymore. At this moment, it was violently shattered, and it was torn apart in the battle arena.

"This guy is not a simple character either, so Chang Feng betting against him is like sending himself to death."

That bloody scene caused a chill in the hearts of many strong men in the Supreme Building, and their greed for the tip of the spear immediately dissipated.

"These punches are considered to be back for the Shang family."

Lu Feng squeezed his palm, and a cold light fell, directly blasting Chang Feng's primordial spirit seeds.

Not far away, Luo Feng and others looked at this scene with shocking eyes. This kind of fierce method seems to be much stronger than the one against Musheng Palace that day.

No wonder he gained such a great reputation when he came to the Zongzong.

Wu Xingling's pretty cheeks smiled at this moment, as if Lu Feng should have such strength and everything should be taken for granted.

"This is the holy liquid you won."

The saint in mid-air stared at Lu Feng, and a few jade bottles fell into his hands, with a look of appreciation on his face.

I hope this junior can achieve good results in the Holy Spirit Realm.

Lu Feng took the jade bottle, jumped off the battle platform, and walked towards the seats, ignoring Mu Ling who had already turned pale.

"My holy liquid is not so easy to get. Chang Feng is a waste. Once I get a chance in the Holy Spirit Realm, I will definitely make you spit out all your bones."

Behind him, Mu Ling's cold voice sounded.

"I'll wait." Lu Feng said calmly.

"act recklessly."

Mu Ling snorted coldly, turned and left the Supreme Tower.

And when he returned to his seat, Feng Han and the others were obviously much more enthusiastic than before.

If Lu Feng's previous strength was not bad among them, it is enough for everyone to pay attention to now.

Maybe his strength is not as strong as Feng Han and other strongest players, but judging from the means of display, it is already a great help.

Next, Lu Feng stayed in the supreme building until it was almost dark. He did not return to the palace with Wu Xingling and others, but came to a remote courtyard guided by the man in golden armor.

This courtyard is the territory of the man in golden armor, and no one will disturb him.

In the courtyard, thousands of Shang family slaves were placed here, uneasy, not knowing what tragic fate they would face in the future.

It's just that, at this moment, they are all controlled by a special elixir, and they are full of true energy, so they cannot use their strength.

Crunch!

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and a figure elongated in the night slowly walked over.

Lu Feng glanced at the thousands of people and sighed in his heart.

A little girl who was only four or five years old, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and carved with jade, ran towards Lu Feng in a daze at the moment, her face was completely unaware of the fate that the Shang family was facing now.

"Little sister, come here!"

Among the thousands of people, there was a young man who hastily shouted, extremely anxious.

During the day, Lu Feng abolished all the people from Heilong Island by himself, and his methods were extremely ruthless. He was afraid that he would offend this person and cause the little girl to encounter accidents.

Lu Feng looked at the little girl, as if seeing You Ruo back then, hugged her and said, "What's your name?"

The little girl blinked her big black eyes, and said sweetly, "Shang Xin."

"Let go of Xin'er!"

A mid-air voice shouted out suddenly. Although the refined old man who had reached seven transformations was banned in strength and tied up with a special kind of chain, he still looked extremely majestic, obviously a person in a high position.

His character is as strong as that of a literary saint.

"I mean no harm."

Lu Feng chuckled lightly.

"My Shang family is now your slave, and life and death are all in your hands, but there is no possibility for us to submit."

The elegant old man said coldly.

"Lang, son of the Shang family, would rather die than give in. If he has the ability, he will kill us instead of humiliating us with this method."

A tidy voice suddenly came out from this group of people, looking death at home.

"Why should I kill you?"

Lu Feng chuckled, put down the little girl, and then the tip of the holy object spear flew out, cutting off all the chains of those strong Shang family members.

"You are?" the elegant old man asked in confusion.

"Not only will I not kill you, but on the contrary I will not kill you, but I will restore you to freedom."

Lu Feng showed a smile.

"Don't think that this kind of small favor can make me succumb. How could I allow you guys to be fierce when I was still a scholar of the Shang family? If it weren't for the dynasty gone, we would all be rootless. come down to this."

The elegant old man's face was firm, with a look of disregarding life and death.

"Wen Sheng is worthy of respect."

Judging from the reaction of this group of Shang family members, they have not changed from a thousand years ago, and they are still nostalgic for the Tianxing Dynasty in their hearts.

"Come with me."

Lu Feng walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Hmph, a dandy junior, the old man wants to see what tricks you can play."

Although the refined old man couldn't figure out Lu Feng's intentions, he still followed closely.

In a remote corner, Lu Feng's eyes were sharp, and he said, "You really can snatch you back for me, just to be slaves, then you are very wrong, then do you still recognize these two things?"

"This is!"

The refined old man's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the two things in front of him, and let out a sound of exclamation.

[Sorting out the plot of the Holy Spirit World, there will be a wave the day after tomorrow. After the end of the Holy Spirit World, I will write about the identity of Tu Sheng and the old man in the dead zone, and there will be a climax. Thank you for your support. 】

(End of this chapter)