No one in the audience took Ling Feng's words to heart. They all thought he was talking nonsense and regarded him as a child. The pen cutting standing in the center looked at Ling Feng. Although they were 100 meters apart, he felt a strong sense of compulsion on on Ling Feng, which made him afraid.

"What's the matter? The boy looks very ordinary and can frighten me. Who is he?" Bihua thought in shock.

"Little brother, can you tell me why you want this sheep skin treasure map?" said Bi Hua. He followed his voice and his own momentum. He used his momentum to test Ling Feng.

Ling Feng casually smashed the momentum of pen cutting. He said faintly: "what I want is mine. There is no reason."

With these words, Ling Feng went to the central martial arts competition field, and Qingguoqingcheng followed closely. He didn't expect that the other party could block his momentum so easily. In this way, it can be seen that the other party's cultivation is not under him. Under the gaze of all the martial artists, Ling Feng went to the Le martial arts competition platform and looked at BI Chi. There was only ten meters between them.

"I'm sorry, it belongs to my master, so I can't give it to you." the pen criticism said faintly, and the words were very polite.

"I'm sure I'll get it today." Ling Feng's tone is very tough, and this tough tone makes pen cutting very unhappy. No one dared to talk to her like this. If he hadn't felt Ling Feng's extraordinary, he would have done it long ago.

It's too presumptuous for a young man to speak here, but despite this, the pen writing is very calm on the surface and shows no dissatisfaction.

"So, what if I don't give it?" the voice of the pen became cold. He was dignified as the Wulin alliance leader and didn't allow anyone to provoke.

"If you don't give it, I'll kill you." Ling Feng said coldly. His words have been very clear. If you don't give it, Ling Feng will do it directly, which is very simple and violent. Hearing this sentence, all martial artists are very shocked. The young man in front of him wants to kill the alliance leader. It's too arrogant. Too ignorant.

"This boy is crazy. He dares to talk to the alliance leader in this tone. He's dying. I think he's a psycho. The alliance leader will definitely kill him later. See who dares to be presumptuous in the future."

"There are all kinds of people these days, so don't get excited. He's a newborn calf. He's not afraid of tigers. He'll look good later."

The martial artists said one after another, who is the writer? All the martial artists present know that he is the great disciple of the first strong sword maniac, the first person under the sword maniac, the leader of Tianjian sect and the Wulin alliance leader of the whole northwest martial arts world.

But suddenly an unknown boy came and dared to talk to Bihua like this, and he finally said he was going to kill Bihua. Among the people present, there are naturally old Zhu and old Cheng. They didn't expect that Ling Feng was so direct. This is not typical. He can't get along with the sword, and there is even no room for relaxation.

Not to mention the sword maniac, even the pen attack in front of him is not an ordinary person. He is the leader of the northwest Wulin alliance. Although his cultivation is not as powerful as the sword maniac, it can not be underestimated. After all, he is the eldest disciple of the sword maniac, second only to the existence of the sword maniac.

But now the two people are worried that it is useless. After all, this is not the two of them has the final say, and at this time Lingfeng has become the focus. Everyone looks at him with sadness. In their minds, this boy is self searching.

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