The Clans arrived. ”

"The Kanro have arrived. ”

“......”

Voices suddenly sounded.

The crowd around the jungle of Xuanwu Lake looked over.

I saw a low altitude not far away, flying in batches of teams.

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Of course you haven't heard of them, they're all powerful races in the midstream battlefield. ”

A middle-aged man uttered this sentence.

There was a lot of gasping around the air.

"Races in the Midstream Battlefield?"

There were six or seven teams in total, all of which were races from the mid-tier battlefield.

Among the crowd of their teams, there were middle-aged people leading the team, and most of them were young children.

"King Hu. ”

They greeted each other one after another.

Hu Changfeng nodded, his posture relaxed and casual.

These races in the midstream battlefield have some cooperative relationship with their fog dragon clan to exchange resources.

In terms of overall strength, these races together are no match for the Fog Dragon Clan.

It's just because the Fog Dragon Clan has Hu Changfeng, a star master-level powerhouse!

The highest combat effectiveness of a race often represents the upper limit of that race.

These people sat down on the sofas under the Shanghai Changfeng.

"I heard that Ding Fan of the War Clan was coming, and we had always wanted to visit the King of Hu, so I took the liberty to come. ”

"The strength of the King of Hu is superb, and it is expected that he will be able to enter the upstream battlefield soon, and during this period, we will do our best to exchange resources with the King of Hu. ”

The so-called exchange of resources, which also has some flattering meaning, and the profits that are given up are a lot, which is nothing more than befriending Hu Changfeng.

In just one year, they traded with each other three times.

Every time the Fog Dragon Clan exchanged the price with them, they gave them a very good price.

In the face of everyone's words, Hu Changfeng nodded slightly, and did not say much.

But this shocked the crowd at the edge of the forest around Xuanwu Lake.

"Even the big races of the midstream battlefield are very polite to the king of Shanghai. ”

"It's still the Fog Dragon Clan, it's a race from the upper battlefield in the future. ”

"Hahaha, we can follow the Fog Dragon Clan, this is the biggest opportunity. ”

Standing on the edge of the forest were people of more than 100 races on the battlefield downstream, all of whom had attached themselves to the Fog Dragon Clan.

The Fog Dragon Clan is now the number one race in the downstream battlefield, and its power is incomparably huge, which also makes the people of more than 100 races a little floating.

I didn't dare to think or do a lot of things in the past.

"It's too strong. ”

Jiang Zhengyi hid in the corner, looking frightened: "I can't make a move, there are so many races, and if I am not careful, I will be discovered." ”

Continue to watch the excitement in the corner.

Soon, a flying machine, quickly approaching from a distance.

"War clan Ding Fan. ”

"He's here. ”

Everyone in Xuanwu Square got up one after another and looked over.

Only Hu Changfeng was present and could sit still.

The aircraft was white, like a giant eagle, and it came quickly.

Arriving nearby, the flying machine stops, drifting through the void, and a young man walks down from it.

Zhan Clan Tianjiao Ding Fan!

"Hello King Hu. ”

Ding Fan smiled slightly and arched his hand to say hello.

He is wearing a casual outfit, very carefree, and his attitude is more casual.

The Warclan people didn't look special, except for a faint circular mark on their foreheads, like a birthmark.

Ding Fan has big eyebrows and big eyes, and his appearance is still very handsome, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted the exclamations of many women present.

"Hello Ding Fan. ”

Hu Changfeng finally stood up, nodded to him and said, "Please take a seat." ”

Ding Fan quickly approached and sat on the sofa next to Hu Changfeng.

From these details, it is not difficult to see that Ding Fan is the only one who can sit on an equal footing with Hu Changfeng on the scene.

He is also the one who is recognized by Hu Changfeng.

"King Hu, did you invite me this time?"

As soon as he sat down, Ding Fan asked directly.

At this time, everyone realized that it turned out that Ding Fan, a war clan, came here because of Hu Changfeng's invitation.

"There are some important things to negotiate. ”

Hu Changfeng didn't expect Ding Fan to be so straightforward, and he didn't need to talk about anything, he asked about things when he appeared.

As he spoke, Hu Changfeng's right hand moved slightly, and a layer of energy surrounded the two.

Under the gaze of the surrounding people, the two exchanged views with each other for a full five minutes.

Then Ding Fan nodded.

Hu Changfeng leaked a satisfied look.

They must have agreed on something.

The soundproofing energy dissipates.

Hu Changfeng smiled lightly: "Prepare a banquet." ”

"Yes. ”

Many of his subordinates set off one after another to prepare for the first-class banquet.

Ding Fan's face was calm, he glanced at the curious eyes around him, and smiled: "You can congratulate King Hu, soon, he will go to the upstream battlefield, I believe that with the strength of King Hu, it is not a problem to gain a foothold in the upstream battlefield." ”

After this sentence is spoken.

Many people looked excited and spoke:

"Congratulations to King Hu. ”

"The king of Hu goes to the upper battlefield, and the Fog Dragon Clan will become

One of the strong clans, congratulations to the king of Shanghai. ”

“......”

In the face of these voices, Hu Changfeng's face was also full of smiles.

For him, only the upper reaches of the battlefield are the challenge.

"Hey. ”

The leader of the clan sighed: "In our midstream battlefield, countless races want to go to the upstream battlefield, but there are few who can do it, and the most powerful ones are only the war clans, like the eight gods of war in the middle battlefield, their strength is very strong, but there is still a big gap between them and going to the upstream battlefield." ”

"Hahaha. ”

The other person smiled: "The eight gods of war are all in the past, and now there are only six gods of war, the original five gods of war and the new king of the god of war, Shura." ”

"Shura?"

These two words, as if possessing a demonic nature, made the atmosphere of Xuanwu Square quiet for two seconds.

"The Shura God of War is indeed very strong, and even the people of several races on the upper battlefield are also killed when they say they will be killed. ”

"He is the number one god of war, and he has the strength to go to the upper battlefield, and now he seems to have gone too. ”

I heard everyone's talk.

Ding Fan's gaze was a little solemn, he shook his head slightly, and said:

"I have seen Shura shoot from a distance, Shura God of War, his strength is extraordinary, and the realm he shows is different every time, he is not an idle person, and he has the strength to enter the upper battlefield. ”

When Hu Changfeng heard these words, there was this thought in his eyes, and he asked, "It is rumored that the realm of Shura is the ninth order of the Star Master?"

"That's true, I saw the Shura God of War by coincidence last time, and from the breath sense, he is a star master of the ninth order. ”

Ding Fan nodded: "The Shura God of War is very mysterious, and the people who have seen him are dead, but after all, there are also some people who have watched him from a distance, and it is because of these people that Shura's deeds will be spread, and he is very strong." ”

Ding Fan is also a ninth-order star master, but when he speaks, there is a strong yearning in his eyes.

The ninth order of the star master kills the star lord powerhouse.

This strength, he is far from reaching.

He can fight beyond the ranks, but if he fights beyond the ranks, he can't, the star master and the star lord are also a watershed, this watershed is in the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Realms, and it is a watershed that separates the middle and the upstream!

While everyone is talking.

No one noticed that in the distance, a spaceship was quietly approaching.

Two figures departed from the ship.

It was Ning Feng and the Dragon King.

The Dragon King stood on the spaceship and watched, Ning Feng's eyes stared at the Fog Dragon City coldly, his body moved, and he flew quickly.

Fog Dragon City, Xuanwu Lake, and the party in the square are in full swing.

Its high-end banquet was also quickly served.

Not only the square, but also around the jungle, many of the subordinates of the Fog Dragon Clan and the races attached to the Fog Dragon Clan, as well as the idle people who came to see the excitement, were all arranged at the table.

The wine and meat are enough, showing the generosity of the fog dragon clan.

The banquet begins.

"Congratulations to King Hu!"

"Congratulations to the King of Hu!"

"The Fog Dragon Clan will be strong!"

“......”

Many voices made Hu Changfeng's heart surging with pride.

"I, the Fog Dragon Clan, will definitely occupy a place in the upper battlefield. ”

Hu Changfeng picked up his wine glass and said domineeringly:

"Those who are dependent on my clan will also soar!"

"I ......"

The voice continued, and he was not finished.

Airplanes!

An incomparably violent energy suddenly swept the scene.

No one reacted.

An unknown attack is coming too fast.

When they are vigilant, they defend themselves as soon as possible.

No one cares about anyone else.

Bang bang bang......

The wind rose, and the tables in the square were blown into a mess.

Brush!

Hu Changfeng's face was instantly cold, and he looked at the sky.

I saw a black-clothed figure, slowly condensing, suspended in the air.

He was a young man, overlooking the scene, and said coldly:

"Fog Dragons, you're rejoicing too soon. ”

The Fog Dragons were furious.

"Damn it!"

"Someone's making trouble!"

"Kill him!"

There were three Star Master Eighth-Order Fog Dragon Clansmen, with killing intent and all kinds of weapons in their hands, rushing into the air.

However, under the gaze of many.

The man in black raised his right hand and leaned down.

Poof!

The three people who rushed over turned into a mist of blood halfway through.

Groov!

The heartbeat of many people present missed a beat!

Overmatch!

The man in black who came here is a strong man, at least the ninth order of the Star Master!

"Who is he?"

"Oh my God, dare to come to Fog Dragon City to make a fuss, is he a strong man in the upper battlefield?"

Many people retreated, in disbelief.

"it!"

In the corner of the crowd, a loud groin appeared.

But no one paid attention to him.

This person is Jiang Zhengyi, his eyes stared directly at the man in black, and his heart was like a stormy wave:

"Ning Feng, Ning Feng is here?, how did he become so strong,

the groove. ”

"He's Ning Feng of the Soul Clan!"

Someone from the Fog Dragon Clan shouted, "King, he is Ning Feng of the Soul Clan!"

"He's here?"

"Wait! Hu Liuyun and they went to Soul City, he didn't die? What about Hu Liuyun?"

"What's going on?"

"That's a legion of more than 100,000 troops. ”

Many voices made Hu Changfeng's eyes gradually colder.

"Soul Clan Ning Feng?"

"You little soul clan, dare to come to our Fog Dragon City to make a fuss, can't you find death?"

"Where's Huliuyun?"

One after another, the words came into Ning Feng's ears.

He smiled coldly: "Looking for Hu Liuyun?"

Brush!

Ning Feng's mind moved slightly, and the strength of Huliuyun on the coffin board appeared beside Ning Feng.

Hu Liuyun is already skinny, but it is not difficult to see from the facial features that this is Hu Liuyun.

When Huliuyun appeared.

Ding Fan's pupils narrowed sharply.

That's ...... Green hair!'

'He, he's Shura?'

Ding Fan's face fused.

He observed very carefully, and there was a layer of invisible hair on the corpse of Hu Liuyun, which was pale cyan, and he couldn't even see it if he didn't look closely.

These hairs, plus Ning Feng's figure, and some breath just now.

Ding Fan finally identified something that scared him in his heart.

Shura God of War!

He's coming!

It's right in front of you!

The god of war sounded Shura, and when he appeared somewhere, he never left a living mouth.

Ding Fan was also a little panicked in his heart.

He immediately flew upwards for dozens of meters, arched his hand to Ning Feng in the air, and said extremely respectfully:

"War clan Ding Fan, meet the Shura God of War. ”

Bang!

In a word, the audience became dead silent.

Hu Changfeng didn't expect this, his cold gaze suddenly became solemn.

The shadow of the famous tree of man!

No one knows how strong is the Shura God of War, but he can kill the star lord powerhouse, which is enough to shock all directions.

"Hiccup!"

Jiang Zhengyi, who was on the edge of the jungle, almost popped out with fright.

What the?

Shura God of War?

Is he Ning Feng?

it!

I can't believe it, the news came so suddenly.

"Shura God of War, my War Clan and the Fog Dragon Clan have some cooperation, so I came here, my War Clan and the Fog Dragon Clan are not directly related. ”

Ding Fan had some cold sweat on his forehead, and if he was a little careless, he was targeted by the Shura God of War, and that was the end of his death.

He hasn't grown up to the Star Lord yet, he will definitely be the Star Lord in the future, where is he willing to take risks here?

So he immediately jumped out and broke off his relationship with the Fog Dragon Clan.

"Shura God of War ......"

Ding Fan was in a cold sweat, and he had to explain something.

"Get out!"

Ning Feng snorted coldly.

He is too lazy to waste time on other people.

Let the strongest of the war clan roll in public!

This frightens a lot of people.

But then they were even more shocked by the strength of Shura.

Even the war clan doesn't give face, putting aside the races of the upstream battlefield, there is only Shura who can do this!

"Shura God of War. ”

The rest of the people in the middle of the battlefield were pale.

When they saw Ding Fan, they immediately flew to the side and followed.

If you don't leave at this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave later.

"Quick, run!"

"The Shura God of War has made a move, never leaving a living mouth, and here we all have to die. ”

The crowd who watched the excitement retreated one after another, including Jiang Zhengyi, who followed the crowd and fled in a panic.

The people of the Fog Dragon Clan were also a little frightened.

Why did the Shura God of War come?

There are still people who do not know about this.

But it soon became clear to them.

I saw Hu Changfeng frowning, his figure constantly rising into the air, standing thousands of kilometers away from Ning Feng.

"Long admired the name, Shura God of War, you are the Soul Clan Ning Feng, this is something this king expected, but do you think that if you can kill the Star Lord at the first order, you can kill me?"

Hu Changfeng's gaze revealed a fighting spirit and murderous intent.

"You think you're strong?" Ning Feng said as he stared at Hu Changfeng.

"Do I call you Ning Feng, or do I call you Shura?"

Hu Changfeng's posture became flat, he was very calm, and he said with some emotion: "When it comes to the realm of you and me, I actually understand that the life and death of other people has little to do with themselves, only when my own strength becomes stronger, is the most important thing, I kill your senior brother Lin Nantian, it is just to destroy your mentality and reduce your probability of escape." ”

Hu Changfeng's words were very plain, as if killing Lin Nantian was a trivial matter.

"There's nothing to say, I originally just gave you a lesson from the Fog Dragon Clan, but you didn't give up, if you kill my senior brother, I will destroy your Fog Dragon Clan. ”

Ning Feng suddenly grinned.

In his right hand, the familiar Primal Sun Knife appeared!