Metropolitan Super Deity

The turkey sent Ling Fei back to the blacksmith's shop, and Qian Xiaoqin was cleaning up the mess in the blacksmith's shop.

This stupid woman had not had time to clean up her house, so she cleaned up Ling Fei first.

Seeing Ling Fei coming back, she immediately ran in front of Ling Fei.

"Where have you been? I'm so worried about you."

Ling Fei looked at her face without the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes, which made Qian Xiaoqin somewhat inexplicably scared.

"You~ what's wrong?"

After seeing Qian Xiaoqin for a while, Ling Fei just said:

"Nothing, just want to remember your look."

Qian Xiaoqin's face was reddened, and just about to say something, Ling Fei bypassed her, turned and walked towards the blacksmith's shop.

Although Qian Xiaoqin had helped him clean up a lot, the smithy was still very messy.

Ling Fei didn't care about that, he filled the stove with charcoal again.

This charcoal fire is actually the most expensive thing in this blacksmith shop. All are flame crystal nuclei extracted by Ling Fei from the center of the earth.

In this world, besides he knows this kind of spell, no one else really knows it.

Things are more expensive.

Moreover, only this kind of charcoal fire can cause damage to the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword.

After the fire was completed, Ling Fei took out the Fantian Seal and Xuanyuan Sacred Sword, and once again began to build the Sacred Sword.

Today is not the same as usual, Ling Fei felt that the feeling of transforming spirit in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Every time he drops his arm, the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword trembles violently, because now he is not only hitting Fan Tianyin with pure power, but also at the same time using his powerful spirit. force.

The power of the second transformation of the gods is getting closer, and Ling Fei's mental power is getting stronger, and the perception of life in his heart is constantly increasing.

Standing on the street, Qian Xiaoqin looked at Ling Fei with a bewildered expression. He didn't understand what happened to him.

She looked at the turkey, but the turkey shrugged and said that she didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, from the corner of the street, a group of people rushed over.

The headed person, who looks like his thirties, has a moustache. There is a long scar on his face, from under the left ear to the nose.

It's not annoying at first glance.

The turkey took a look and immediately walked to the front.

"What do you want to do? Brother Fei is busy, so don't bother anyone. Otherwise, just step on my turkey."

Scar Man carried an iron rod and came to the turkey. He was hit by an iron rod on the head.

"Grass! Brother Fei. I made you crash."

Turkey's face changed, he didn't expect that the other party would shoot so quickly. The speed of the iron rod was surprisingly fast, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

The turkey thought to himself, it's over, he's going to be over this time.

But in the next moment, the body of the turkey instantly retreated and escaped the blow.

The turkey was a little dumbfounded, and the other party was a little dumbfounded.

"Huh! No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out that there are two things. Unfortunately, against our Zhao family, this ability can't make it to the table at all."

The turkey didn't take it seriously. He knew that Ling Fei had saved himself just now.

While Ling Fei was hitting iron, he was able to save himself instantly from such a distance. It is enough to prove that his strength is very powerful.

At this time, the crowd behind Scar Man gradually separated into two teams. In the middle aisle, slowly came out, an old man with gray hair.

Although he was old, his eyes were still brilliant.

It can be seen that this old guy is not an ordinary person.

He leaned on crutches and slowly came to the front. The Scar Man immediately stepped back respectfully.

"Lao Zhao, why did you come here in person? Didn't I tell you, these two people, I will surely settle."

Old Zhao glanced at him and snorted softly.

"Huh. My grandson was broken in his leg, and my granddaughter was killed in the office. You don't think I will come out in person. Do you deserve to be their grandfather?"

Between the words, there was a strong murderous aura. It seemed that the next moment, he was going to skin and tear someone apart.

He walked forward, and the turkey immediately blocked it again.

"Stop, I said, no one is allowed to step forward without Fei Ge's order."

"Huh! Ignorant boy, even dare to block my way, it's just looking for death."

After finishing speaking, the crutches in his hand, with a quick shake, turned out to be faster than the Scar Man just now!

This time, Ling Fei did not try to save people. He has reached a critical juncture, and a strong force seems to be gathering under his feet from all directions.

The solid wood walking stick slapped the turkey hard.

With a sound of ‘pouch’, the turkey flew directly upside down.

This Elder Zhao turned out to be an innate monk!

When he hit the turkey, Zhao Lao snorted and glanced at Ling Fei who was hitting the iron. There was an expression of extremely disdain in his eyes.

"Huh! Mystery."

After speaking, he stepped forward again and walked towards Ling Fei. The turkey suddenly got up and pounced on Zhao Lao again, but he was kicked away by Zhao Lao again.

Mr. Zhao cast a disdainful look at him and continued to walk forward, but he just walked by the turkey's side, but the turkey once again clung to his leg.

"Fuck off, the bones are quite hard, I want to see if it is your bones or my crutches!"

Once again, he took the crutches fiercely and beat the turkey.

"Puff~."

Every time he hits, the turkey spit out a mouthful of blood. At the beginning, he still tightly grasped Zhao Lao's trouser legs.

But soon he couldn't hold it anymore, and the strength in his hand gradually loosened. His head slowly dropped.

The scared man behind and his group of little brothers. All were showing a grinning and ferocious smile.

"Fool. With his little trash, he is also worthy to stop Mr. Zhao's pace?"

"It's ~www.readwn.com~ he doesn't pee, just look at what he looks like. In Wanghai City, how many people dare to fight against the Zhao family? Look for death!"

Qian Xiaoqin was almost terrified. She didn't understand why Ling Fei was indifferent to this, but she seemed to vaguely see that Ling Fei must be at a critical juncture now.

Therefore, the turkey will protect him so desperately.

The turkey's hand finally came loose, and his eyes seemed to have no life.

And the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword in Ling Fei's hand was finally completely broken at this moment.

His eyes suddenly burst into an extremely cold light, as cold as the stars in the sky, despising everything in the world.

At this moment, the Yuan Ying in his body is also slowly growing, gradually filling his body!

"Pooh!"

At this moment, Old Zhao kicked away the turkey that looked like a dead dog, his face became fierce again, and he strode towards Ling Fei.