The Dragon from Hell

The other party was aggressive, and Qin Feng didn't give him a good look: "President Zhou, didn't you see that people brought coffins to curse me? Who should apologize?"

"How can it be the same?"

Zhou Luoyang pretended to be stupid: "You will definitely die in this battle. Elder Han specially prepared a coffin for you because you are still the Dragon Lord to prevent you from being exposed in the wilderness. He is kind-hearted, but you don't appreciate it. You are judging others by your own meanness."

"Don't you think you have a chance to win? Don't you look at what kind of person you are!"

"Just a young boy who has just started out, by chance After getting the Panlong Order, he dared to call himself the Dragon Lord, and fought against Gaoqiao Chuanhe, one of the top ten masters of Yang Country. He was simply courting death! "

"Isn't the lesson Mr. Gaoqiao taught you three days ago painful enough? He only used one hand to beat you to a pulp."

"If you can win this battle today, I will walk down from here upside down!"

"Young man, it's good to be young and energetic, but you should also know what is high and deep, and denying hurts others and yourself."

Zhou Luoyang was very dissatisfied with Qin Feng's disregard of his authority. In front of so many people, a newly appointed Dragon Lord dared to talk to him like this.

"I'll give you another chance. If you don't apologize to Elder Han, you will bear the consequences!"

Zhou Luoyang has a great background. Not to mention in Nanling, even in Longdu, many people have to be polite to him.

But Qin Feng is so ignorant and dares to humiliate him in public. How can he not be angry?

Several of his gorgeously dressed female companions rolled their eyes at Qin Feng. He was beaten to a pulp, yet he still dared to be so arrogant. He was really courting death.

Han Nanxing smiled with a fake smile, looking at Qin Feng with amusement: "Yes, I sent you a coffin for your own good, so that you wouldn't be left dead in the wilderness and eaten by dogs. How come you don't know how to be grateful?"

"Whether I appreciate it or not is none of your business."

Qin Feng looked at Zhou Luoyang unceremoniously: "You don't need to interfere in my affairs, get out of here."

Zhou Luoyang was stunned, as if he hadn't expected Qin Feng to dare to talk to him like this, and he became even more unhappy: "Qin Feng, do you know who I am? Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

"Who are you? Is it important?"

Qin Feng looked at the mountain road at the other end, and another group of people came.

"For me, your unreasonable words are nothing."

"I'll say it again, get out."

Zhou Luoyang was furious, pointing his finger at Qin Feng and nodded: "Okay, okay, okay!"

"A new stinky boy dares to challenge me, do you really think that Panlong Hall is still as powerful as when the old Dragon Lord was there?"

"Okay, I'll see today how much weight you have, how can you survive Gaoqiao Chuanhe's hands!"

He has never been scolded like this, and he was told to get out.

The Wu League is now all over Longguo, and the disciples are about to surpass the Panlong Hall of the past, but which president is not polite to her?

Now Panlong Hall has long been a mess, and whether it can be reunited depends on whether their Wu League agrees.

And Qin Feng is a newly appointed commander without troops, and he is about to be beaten into a corpse by Gaoqiao Chuanhe. How dare he tell himself to get out?

If he doesn't teach this guy a lesson today, Zhou Luoyang will not be able to swallow this anger.

He directly called a female disciple beside him: "Xiaoqin, go and slap me!"

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Gaoqiao and Mr. Buer are coming soon."

Feeling Zhou Luoyang's anger, Han Nanxing was afraid that he would attack Qin Feng and give Qin Feng an excuse to escape the decisive battle, so he hurriedly dissuaded him: "Let's wait and let Mr. Gaoqiao teach him a lesson."

Then he moved closer and whispered a few words to Zhou Luoyang, persuading him not to take action now and give Qin Feng a chance.

"You're right."

Zhou Luoyang thought for a moment, and finally just glared at Qin Feng: "Wait for me!"

Then he tidied his clothes and went forward to greet Gaoqiao Chuanhe and others with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Gaoqiao, welcome, welcome. Please forgive me for not welcoming you in person."

Han Nanxing and his group also rushed forward and surrounded Gaoqiao Chuanhe and his group, as if Gaoqiao Chuanhe was the pride of Longguo and their camp.

And following Gaoqiao Chuanhe and his group, there were also a few familiar faces.

People from the Bai family, the Qian family, and the Nanling Wumeng came.

More than a dozen luxury cars stopped, and the people who got off were all the heads of the families.

Bai Shiyi hated Qin Feng to the bone, how could he not come?

Bai Miaomiao, who followed him, gnashed her teeth at Qin Feng. When she saw Qin Feng's face, she wanted to rush up andto shred it.

Of course, Qin Feng crippled her brother, robbed their family heirloom, killed the old man Bai who guarded the house, and even beat her fiancé.

The most important thing is the latter. Her marriage with Nian Shijin was originally a done deal. After marrying him, she would be the young lady of Nanling Wumeng. How glorious!

But now, everything has been ruined by Qin Feng!

"Qin Feng, I must watch you die with my own eyes today!"

The Qian family came under the leadership of Qian Yuan. They didn't hate Qin Feng so much originally, but now they also hope that Qin Feng will die.

"If this kid doesn't die, my Qian family will definitely not be at peace in the future!" Qian Yuan pondered, looking at Qin Feng with resentment.

Qian Yao was also full of resentment, biting her lips and said: "Why is he the Dragon Lord? Why does he step on my head?"

"That's it, he will definitely die today!"

The people from Nanling Wumeng showed up, not only because of their young master, but also because Zhou Luoyang showed up.

If Qin Feng died this time, they, Nanling Wumeng, might be able to use Nian Shijin's excuse and Zhou Luoyang's power to demand a lot of compensation from Panlong Temple.

However, after these people showed up, they saw that the master Gaoqiao Chuanhe was here, and they didn't care about Qin Feng. They came forward to curry favor with him, and were even more enthusiastic and humble than Zhou Luoyang and the others.

Gaoqiao Chuanhe was the star, and Qin Feng was the only one standing there.

But he didn't care, took a step forward, looked at Gaoqiao Chuanhe indifferently: "Gaoqiao Chuanhe, are you ready to die?"

"Hmph!"

Gaoqiao Chuanhe snorted coldly, jumped up, disappeared from the center of the crowd, came to the open space, and stood opposite Qin Feng.

"Your body recovers quite quickly."

Qin Feng looked at him coldly: "Thanks to you, I still have the strength to take your life today."

"Haha, arrogant!"

As soon as Gaoqiao Chuanhe finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared again.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qin Feng, with his fingers pointing straight at his throat.

This life-and-death battle that everyone was watching was completely kicked off at this moment.