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As soon as this person finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and the other five people moved. The three rushed towards the eight purple-clothed men who fell to the ground, and the other two appeared beside the third prince.

The eight purple-clothed killers were destroyed by the three of them with spiritual power without even making a sound.

Seeing the unfriendly expressions of the two people in front of him, the third prince immediately panicked. He already felt the strong murderous intent in the eyes of these two people.

"You can't kill me, Young Master Meng, we are good friends, if you spare me, all this gold is yours!"

The third prince didn't know where the strength came from, he struggled to get up, and scrambled to the front of Meng Junchang, knelt down on the ground, begged with snot and tears, very pitiful.

"Haha, third prince, don't be nervous. We are friends. Of course, I, Meng Jun, will not attack my friends!"

Meng Jun tasted that the prince who enjoyed the empire so much actually knelt down to him and begged himself. With a smile all over his face, he kindly helped the third prince up and patted the dirt on his chest.

"thanks, thanks!"

The third prince immediately felt relieved, and sat down on the ground, his whole body was sore and limp, without any strength left.

Meng Jun smiled and ignored the third prince, walked to the bottom of the pit with the six men in black, took out the storage ring, and prepared to put the gold in it.

Just when several people bent down and were about to collect the gold, suddenly a sharp wave of spiritual power swept over the seven of them, and the incomparably huge momentum descended from the sky. Meng Junchang and the six in black immediately felt their bodies stiffen, unable to move an inch!

"Who?"

Terrified, Meng Junchang suddenly looked up at the sky, only to see an old man with white hair and a snow-white beard of more than a foot covered in a white robe, slowly falling from the clouds, floating like a god posture, people worship.

"Nimma, this old guy is finally willing to come out!"

Liu Feng, who had been observing everyone in the Shenlong space, breathed a sigh of relief. With the arrival of Zi Xinghai, his gold and life were saved.

If Liu Feng was to give away the gold to others, especially to Meng Jun for nothing, he would not do it, he would rather throw it into the sea than let Meng Jun taste it.

Originally Liu Feng was ready to make a move, but Zi Xinghai finally appeared at a critical moment.

But Liu Feng scorned Zi Xinghai in his heart, this old guy is quite good at playing with mystery, and when he got down, he actually knew to cover his face for fear of being recognized.

"It's time for me to see what the old man is doing!"

Liu Feng plans to not go out for the time being, to see how powerful Zi Xinghai is.

"What kind of a hero is someone who hides his head and tail? How dare you reveal your identity?"

Meng Junchang couldn't move his body except his mouth, so he had no choice but to start a war of words.

But the other six men in black kept their breath and kept silent all the time, but looking at their tense bodies and the red corners of their eyes, one could tell that they were trying hard to break free from the shackles of the Purple Star Sea.

"Hehe, the little guy has quite a temper!"

Zi Xinghai covered his face, judging from Liu Feng's experience with him for so long, the old guy seemed to be smiling, and he was smiling very complacently.

Zi Xinghai suddenly waved his right hand at the Third Prince who was on the ground in the distance, a flash of spiritual power flashed, and the figure of the Third Prince had disappeared and was hidden by him. As for where it was hidden, only he himself knew.

"You guys are quite courageous. If you dare to do something in my imperial capital, I will take the lives of these six people for the time being!"

Zi Xinghai ignored Meng Junchang's reaction, waved his hands, and the two spiritual powers suddenly turned into two sharp swords, whistling and flashing towards the six men in black, the two sharp swords pierced through the six men in black at the moment they were unable to move. through their bodies.

With the withdrawal of the sharp sword, the six people suddenly let out a scream, and six giant flying birds with flapping wings rushed out of their bodies, their bodies were red, their long tails were full of colorful lights, and they raised their heads to the sky and let out a silent cry , but did not make any sound.

"Boy, how long do you want to hide before devouring their spiritual power?"

Under Meng Junchang's horrified eyes, Zi Xinghai suddenly laughed and shouted behind him.

Meng Jun turned his head in disbelief, and sure enough, Liu Feng suddenly appeared behind him, and with a golden wave of his hands, he put all the gold into the space of Shenlong.

Then the dragon soared into the sky, and swallowed the six red flying birds into its body from top to bottom.

But at this moment, the bodies of those six people fell to the ground with a bang, without any vitality.

"Meng Xiaoniangpi, you have today!"

Liu Feng gave Meng Jun a cracking smile, he was so happy today, it was so satisfying to overwhelm the third prince and Meng Jun to taste it.

"you you……"

Meng Junchang understood everything in an instant. The gold was only used by Liu Feng to let himself and the third prince's people kill each other. Unfortunately, it was too late to understand.

"Boy, your brain is not bad, you know the Yin people." Zi Xinghai happily praised Liu Feng, who was able to kill hundreds of powerful people without any effort, including thirteen royal purple-clothed killers. He is very satisfied.

Those hundreds of Li Zong Liu Feng can kill one by one, but the strength of these thirteen purple-clothed killers is not simple, Zi Xinghai is the clearest about their strength, and the purple-clothed killers of the royal family have the lowest level of cultivation. Rank five, and those who just died were middle-level characters among the purple-clothed killers, and their cultivation bases were all between the seventh and eighth rank of Totem Lihuang.

Zi Xinghai did not feel distressed at all by the death of these royal assassins. Dead soldiers can be cultivated, but no matter how many such assassins there are, they are not as important as Liu Feng.

Therefore, death is death, and Zi Xinghai doesn't care about it at all.

"Hey, it's just good luck 1" Liu Feng scratched his hair embarrassingly, Zi Xinghai rarely praised himself, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

"But this is a member of the royal family after all. You killed them indirectly. Shouldn't you use some gold to make up for it?"

Zi Xinghai's next sentence almost caused Liu Feng to explode, dammit, after all, he still wants his own gold, no way!

"Old man, it's impossible. I'm still short of money. It's not for you!" Liu Feng turned his head and didn't look at him. Instead, he walked to Meng Junchang's side and walked around him with a smirk. In a circle, "Old man, what kind of cultivation are you, to kill such six amazing guys in seconds?"

Liu Feng looked at the six black-clothed corpses on the ground, full of curiosity.

"Roar! Roar!"

The voice of Shenlong suddenly sounded, it suddenly rose from the ground, flew towards the sky rapidly, and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye, the roar of Shenlong could be heard clearly even above the clouds, and it spread throughout the whole world. Imperial City.

Liu Feng's question to Zi Xinghai was interrupted by Shenlong, and he was secretly startled. As soon as he pulled out his body, he went straight after Shenlong. Liu Feng felt the most about what happened to Shenlong at this moment, because he and Shenlong were companions, and Shenlong's pain Although he couldn't feel it, Liu Feng could understand the difficulties it was going through at this time.