The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel

Chapter 669

"Clang-"

A crisp and pleasant voice came, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted.

Immediately afterwards, he was horrified, because the dagger, which was as black as ink, was snapped off by two fingers.

Chu Feng sneered, stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and placed them on top of Tang Jian's head.

"Oh!"

With a slight shake of the palm, Tang Jian fell limply. Chu Feng withdrew his hand and looked at his palm with a sneer.

There, there seemed to be a cloud of gray air, and there was a faint scream.

Everyone felt chills all over their bodies, and a wave of fear swept over their bodies, as if they had been splashed with a basin of icy water.

"Liang Wangwu thinks twice?"

Chu Feng concentrated on looking at his right hand, as if he was admiring a work of art. His voice was cold and flat, and he couldn't see his happiness or anger.

"How dare you play tricks on this deity's woman? Today is His Royal Highness's birthday banquet, so this deity will give you a small punishment!"

As Chu Feng said, he finally raised his eyes and looked at Wu Sansi, with a dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth.

His right hand trembled, and the gray mist-like thing in his hand turned into a screaming skeleton, "slowly" flying towards Wu Sansi.

Wu Sansi's eyes widened. He wanted to dodge, but was shocked to find that he couldn't move at the moment, and could only watch the gray skull bump into himself with a strange smile.

"what--"

Wu Sansi screamed subconsciously and rolled on the ground. After hearing his scream, everyone showed fear and looked at Chu Feng in awe.

"Huh? No pain, no injury!"

Suddenly, after screaming for a while, Wu Sansi found that he didn't seem to be injured, and his body didn't hurt. He quickly got up from the ground, touched his whole body, and finally confirmed that he was not injured.

"Haha, it's okay! The one just now was just a cover-up, so don't let me take him down!"

"Yes!"

The guards stepped forward again, this time Chu Feng didn't make a move, he had no interest in these guards at all, he just released a faint dragon's power to envelop them.

"Ow--"

An invisible real dragon roared up to the sky, shocking everyone. Chu Feng stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and said with a light smile: "Satisfied with wine and food, thank you His Royal Highness for your hospitality, and I will leave first."

"This is a lonely honor, my lord, go!"

Hearing this, Li Chongjun wanted to stay with Chu Feng for a while, but he also knew that it was not easy to recruit someone like Chu Feng, so he didn't force him, and immediately smiled.

"His Royal Highness, an assassin broke into the East Palace, claiming to be looking for Xie Yunliu!"

At this moment, a guard broke in and said loudly.

Hearing what the guards said, there was a commotion in the hall, and the guards of the East Palace immediately surrounded Li Chongjun, as if they were facing an enemy.

"assassin?"

As for Chu Feng, who was about to leave, he let out a chuckle, and his spiritual thoughts swept out, instantly taking the situation of the Prince's East Palace into his mind.

"Oh, so it's him..."

In the divine sense, a man in a white robe with a red hood and a bow-like scimitar, which was joined by two knives, was confronting the Shence Sergeant in the Eastern Palace.

This person is exactly the Persian Lu Weilou who entertained dignitaries and dignitaries in the restaurant the day before yesterday and talked eloquently.

A pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people looked contemptuously at the Shence Army, who was facing an enemy. In this East Palace, it was like a picnic, strolling in the garden.

"How about it, husband, what about Assassin Zhang?"

Because the girls' cultivation was sealed, their eyes are now darkened, and they don't know the situation at all.

"Heh, this assassin is actually not a real assassin, he just came to Xie Yunliu to compete, but I don't know how he came to the East Palace, it's a bit unbelievable..."

Chu Feng chuckled, and glanced at Li Chongjun, who was heavily protected, with a half-smile. Qingyue's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear Chu Feng's words, and their minds suddenly flashed with imagination.

"Besides, you've all seen this assassin before, so you can count him as an acquaintance."

"Acquaintances? We don't have any acquaintances here. The only ones we know are Xie Yunliu and Li Chongmao."

Hearing this, the girls racked their brains to think, but no matter what they thought, they would never have thought that the assassin was Lu Weilou who had only met once.

"Haha, you can't guess it. Let's go. I'll take you to see him. He clearly asked Xie Yunliu to go there. A big battle is inevitable. He happened to be full of wine and food. Wouldn't it be nice to watch his duel with Xie Yunliu?"

"Yeah, let's go quickly, otherwise it would be a pity to miss a wonderful duel!"

Yan Xing excitedly took Chu Feng's hand and walked out. They are angel civilizations. Although they are advanced in technology, they also respect the strong. In the city of angels, they often hold some duel competitions. Angels fight each other. Sharpening her combat skills, she is very interested in fair duels, especially this kind of duel between masters of the rivers and lakes against the background of ancient China, which attracted her even more.

"Hey, slow down, you see that the Lord has not left yet, we are just waiting when we go, don't be in a hurry!"

Yan Xing rushed to go to the training ground, but was held back by Chu Feng, and said dumbfoundingly.

"Oh, Xiaoliuzi, hurry up, my sister still has to watch the duel!"

Hearing this, Xie Yun showed a helpless smile. He didn't want to fight, but the assassin obviously came looking for him. If he didn't go, maybe the assassin would really do something out of the ordinary.

"His Royal Highness Linzi, Chi Xiao borrowed it!"

Because when he came to the East Palace, his saber had been taken off and was kept by the guards, so he didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he borrowed Chi Xiao from Li Longji.

Here, except for Li Longji and Wu Sansi, no one else has weapons in their hands.

Without hesitation, Li Longji handed the Scarlet Heaven Sword to Xie Yunliu and nodded to him.

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On the other side, the prince's close female officer, that hot, enchanting, and charming Persian woman, held a whip in her hand and wore high-heeled shoes, step by step, full of seductive steps.

However, in the face of unknown assassins, those Shence troops were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they had no intention of caring about other things, nor were they in the mood to appreciate beauties.

"Lu Weilou, you are so brave. You dared to trespass into the Eastern Palace. Do you know that this alone can sentence you to death!"

The woman flicked the long whip in her hand, making a crisp "crack" sound, and glared at Lu Danlou.

"Oh, this East Palace is nothing more than that!" Lu Weilou said nonchalantly while carrying his special scimitar.

Suddenly, a cyan figure descended from the sky and just landed on the yang fish with the Tai Chi pattern on the ground of the martial arts field, facing the yin fish of Lu Weilou far away.

"Xie Yunliu, he is here to look for you. Since you are already here, I will leave this place to you, and I will leave first."

The woman put away the long whip in her hand, glanced behind her, and then greeted the Shence Sergeant behind her.

"Okay, let's go, I'll leave this place to Xie Yunliu!"

The Shence Army left, and at this moment, on the Tai Chi pattern in the center of the martial arts arena, there were two tall and straight figures appearing on the fish eyes of Yin Yang Fish.

A piece of clothing is fluttering, and the breeze blows by, like an immortal in the dust, leaving the world and being independent.

A long robe was evil and awe-inspiring, exuding an indescribable arrogance.

"Husband, husband, tell me who is stronger between these two, and who can win this duel?"

Just when Xie Yunliu was confronting Lu Weilou, Chu Feng had brought his wives to the roof of the hall closest to the martial arts field, watching the two duels from afar.

Now that the wives were asking questions, Chu Feng had no choice but to analyze the situation in the arena: "From the point of view of skill, Xie Yunliu is stronger, he is about to achieve the Pure Yang Golden Elixir, and Lu Weilou is still a little bit worse, so this This time, Xie Yunliu has a better chance of winning!"

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(End of this chapter)