infinite power system

Chapter 220 No Matter Right or Wrong, Just Follow Your Heart

The ancient building of Danhui has been accumulated for thousands of years, and the sunlight penetrates the gaps and pervertedly sprinkles in the reception hall.However, allowing the sun to warm up could not raise the temperature in the hall even a tiny bit.

Tang Feng just sat on the first seat where Fan Ke should have been seated, his eyes were slightly cold, and there was an inexplicable majesty between his brows.

"Hahaha, very good, very good, very good!"

Fan Ke was so angry that he laughed back. He really didn't expect that Tang Feng would actually dare to ask him to bow down in front of him.

"Boy, don't think that you can be so unscrupulous because you are the son of the desolate world. Let me tell you, even if your father came in person, you would not dare to treat me like this!"

Tang Feng raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Fan Ke indifferently, but did not speak.

Facing Tang Feng's eyes, Fan Ke, who had experienced countless storms, was a little at a loss at this moment, and even felt a little fear in his heart, and subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at Tang Feng.

However, the next second, his heart was full of endless anger.As one of the most influential people in the lineage of alchemists, how could he bow his head in front of a junior! ?

Therefore, he must use more fierce words to show that he has little confidence left in his heart.

"Tang Feng, before Jiazi, my alchemy skills reached the pinnacle of the world, and even Emperor Yunqin respected me three points. Even now, your hunchbacked old man can only kneel to me, let alone you!?"

Fan Ke's face was full of wrinkles, and when he said these words, the piles of wrinkles shook up and down, looking hideous and terrifying.

But obviously, Fan Ke himself didn't realize his hideousness. On the contrary, after saying these words, he recalled the glorious time before Jiazi, and felt that the confidence in his heart had returned.

However, when he looked at Tang Feng, he found that Tang Feng's eyes were the same as before, indifferent and cold, without any emotion.

"you……"

Fan Ke only thought that Tang Feng was bluffing and trying to defeat Tang Feng's psychological defense in one go, so he was about to ask Tang Feng to retreat from his seat.

However, there was only one note in his throat, and he could only make this one note.

Because, at the moment when his voice was squeezed out between his teeth, a slap had crossed the space and directly slapped his wrinkled face.If you get closer, you can clearly see that the layers of wrinkles are shaking at an extremely fast speed, which makes people feel sick.

boom.

Before anyone could react, Fan Ke's body had hit the wall of the ancient building like a shell.

"No... power to resist?"

Fan Ke's disciple, the middle-aged man who was looking forward to Fan Ke's punishment of Tang Feng, was extremely dazed at the moment.

Who is Fan Ke, a top alchemist, a master of the fifth-rank origin realm!Even though he is old now, he still has rich combat experience, and now he is so slapped by Tang Feng that he can't find Bei! ? !
Tang Feng glanced at Fan Ke whose mouth was full of blood foam, got up expressionlessly, stepped forward, and arrived in front of Fan Ke.

"Where is my dad, he is hunchbacked, but what does that have to do with you?"

Tang Feng's eyes were indifferent, he looked down at Fan Ke, and his voice was cold: "Also, I think you may have made a mistake. I waited for you to worship, not because I am the son of the desolate world, but because..."

"I am the son of Dan!"

"Or, I am your king, the one you need to bow down and praise in your life!"

Tang Feng's voice was not loud, but the extremely cold voice caused the temperature in the hall shrouded in sunlight to drop sharply, almost to the point where ice crystals were about to condense.

Fan Ke staggered to his feet, took the handkerchief from his apprentice, wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, his face was livid, and his sparse teeth were almost crushed.

"Son of Dan? Oh, who admits it? A person who can't even make alchemy has the nerve to call himself the son of Dan? What a joke!"

Fan Ke sneered, and with the support of the middle-aged man, he walked to a position hidden by the crowd to avoid being slapped away by Tang Feng again.

"Who admitted it? Can the Dandi Treasure Coupon admit it?"

Tang Feng's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Fan Ke coldly.

"Pill Emperor Treasure Coupon? Tang Feng, don't you understand what I mean? Regardless of whether you conform to the three prophecies of Dan Emperor, just because you don't know how to make alchemy, you can't become the son of alchemy, or... "

"You can't be in charge of the lineage of alchemists!"

Fan Ke sneered, his words were very naked, he wanted to push Tang Feng away, and then sit on the alchemist ruler himself.

"It seems that you still don't understand what I mean."

Tang Feng shook his head, the cold light in his eyes suddenly became colder, as if there was a thousand-year-old snow mountain in his eyes.

"I have been approved by the Dan Emperor Treasure Coupon, so I am the son of Dan. As for whether you recognize it or not, it has nothing to do with me."

While speaking, Tang Feng already stepped on a godly step, and his figure swayed behind Fan Ke.

"Unfortunately, you touched my reverse scale before, and now you have exposed such an ignorant side, so... it seems that you have no value in continuing to live."

The river-crossing pawn in Tang Feng's hand, a cold light jumped on the tip of the sword, and a touch of coldness even invaded Fan Ke's flesh and blood, staining it with a touch of bright red.

"you……"

The horror in Fan Ke's heart was like a huge wave. After all, he was the fifth grade of Yuanjing, and the apprentices around him were also masters of Yuanjing, but even so, he still couldn't stop Tang Feng! ?

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me."

At this moment, the fear hidden in Fan Ke's heart could no longer be restrained, and broke out like a mountain torrent.

"What's the reason?"

Tang Feng looked at Fan Ke expressionlessly, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the blood on the pawns crossing the river became more intense.

"If you want to be recognized, unless you compete with me in alchemy, you can only convince the crowd if you win." Fan Ke said in a trembling voice.

However, Tang Feng just chuckled, he just felt too stupid for Fan Ke's ignorance of the situation.

"Why should I compete with you? Why do I need to compete with you? Fan Ke, you have never been taken seriously by me from the beginning to the end. You think too highly of yourself."

Tang Feng smiled coldly, and then put his sword back into its sheath.

hum.

The pawns crossing the river trembled, and on the way back to their sheaths, they brought up large, brightly colored columns of blood that rose high, and spread away under the flash of sunlight, reflecting each other with the dust flying in the sun.

"Dead... dead?"

A group of Fan Ke's apprentices were dumbfounded. Fan Ke, who had an incomparably glorious past, just died under Tang Feng's sword?Not even a chance to fight back!
Tang Feng didn't take a second look at Fan Ke's corpse. For him, this supreme figure in the eyes of many alchemists...

In fact, it is almost the same as ants, and even worse.

(End of this chapter)