Now even Wang Nankang, the head of the Wang family, can only obediently cut off an arm.

Moreover, the interests of the Huo family and the Wang family are temporarily bound together.

Therefore, Huo Kunrong must speak at this time, and he can't push things in a bad direction because Huo Mengling is alone.

Besides, it's just a hundred slaps on oneself, which is easier than cutting off one's own arm.

When Huo Kunrong still wanted to remind.

"Smack".

Huo Mengling's right palm slapped her cheek, and suddenly a slap mark appeared on her face.

However, Shen Feng did not have any trace of satisfaction, and said: "Remember what you said, every slap in the face, all you have to use all your strength." ”

"If you're just trying to cope, you're not going to slap yourself a hundred times. ”

"With so many people here, everyone can tell if you have exhausted your strength, and I will not deliberately make things difficult for you. ”

After hearing Shen Feng's words, Huo Mengling was frightened in her heart, and at the same time, endless coldness appeared on her face, and Huo Kunrong, Wang Bochuan and others, although their anger increased in their hearts, they didn't speak, they just wanted this matter to end soon, and they were waiting to get into the next topic.

"Smack"

The second slap was even louder.

This time, Huo Mengling really used her strength, the skin on her cheeks was a little broken, and the blood kept overflowing.

The inscription masters who supported the Wang family and the heads of some families frowned again and again at this scene, they felt that Shen Feng was too deceitful.

But they didn't think about it, this inscription duel was proposed by the Wang family, and originally Wang Bochuan and the others thought that Shen Feng would be defeated.

If it is Shen Feng who loses this time, will the Wang family show mercy?

The answer is definitely no.

And the inscription master who supported Donald had a smile on his face.

Huo Siya didn't have ecstasy on her face for Huo Mengling, who she looked like now, she just watched everything indifferently.

There was a sense of relief in my heart.

There is a sense of relaxation in the body, which is an indescribable feeling.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, ——"

The air kept echoing, and the sound of Huo Mengling slapping herself.

The fierce gaze in her eyes would look at Shen Feng from time to time, and every slap she slapped herself on, almost maintaining the same force.

Huo Mengling's face gradually opened and flesh bloomed, and the stinging pain on her cheeks at first made her frown tightly.

However, when the anger in her heart filled her whole body, she forgot the pain in her cheeks, and her whole person fell into a state of madness.

Her eyes were staring at Shen Feng, and the force of her palm slapping herself was getting bigger and bigger unconsciously.

Even in the end, the flesh on her cheeks, under the impact of her slap, splattered in the air.

But now she always had an extremely cold expression on her face, and blood gradually covered her entire face.

After a while.

Huo Kunrong opened his mouth and said, "Meng Ling, stop!

Hearing this, Huo Mengling's arm paused, she retreated to Huo Kunrong and the others, and stood quietly without saying a word.

"Don't worry, you won't be wronged in vain, this is my promise to you. Wang Bochuan also transmitted the voice to Wang Nankang and Huo Mengling and others.

Then, he stared at Shen Feng with murderous intent, and said, "Now you're satisfied, right?"

"You've been acting all the time, why did you sketch the fire sword inscription of our Wang family? This is definitely not the first time you have sketched it, right?"

After Shen Feng smiled, he said, "You guessed it right." ”

"It's true that this isn't the first time I've drawn a fire sword inscription. ”

"A few years ago, after I had just stepped into the ranks of the third-order inscription masters, my master forced me to sketch the fire sword inscriptions every day. ”

"My master's fire sword inscription is very similar to your Wang family's, and it is also a third-order inscription, but its power is far beyond the ordinary third-order inscription. ”

"In the past few years, I have sketched the fire sword inscription every day, and I have drawn this inscription to the extreme, and I have practiced such a fast speed. ”

"It's you who want to come up with the inscription of the Fighting Fire Sword, if you propose to sketch other third-order inscriptions, then you will definitely win in the end. ”

"Because among the third-order inscriptions, I will only sketch this kind of fire sword inscription. ”

"Do you know how bottomless I felt when I just agreed to fight? I thought I was going to be a clown today. ”

"But I didn't expect your Huo family to give me such a big surprise!"

He was full of nonsense, in order to use words to make the Wang family angry.

Sure enough.

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Poof".

Wang Jingting, whose two arms were cut off, spit out a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth.

Compared with the unique fire sword inscription of the Wang family, this was brought up by Wang Jingting just in case, but it turned out to be cheap Shen Feng in vain, and at this moment, he was really going to vomit blood and die.

He faintly believed what Shen Feng said, after all, the first time he sketched the fire sword inscription, he would definitely not be able to form the power of Shen Feng.

Therefore, in the past, Shen Feng must have repeatedly sketched this kind of inscription, and so day by day, he naturally sketched this kind of inscription to the extreme.

The average inscription artist would not waste so much time on one type of inscription.

After Wang Bochuan, Huo Kunrong and the others heard this, they also felt as uncomfortable as eating stool, and they almost believed what Shen Feng said.

Just a little bit.

In that game, they were the ones who won in the end.

Looking at Shen Feng's extremely proud appearance, Wang Bochuan and the others had a burst of blood and qi surging in their bodies, and they were trying their best to suppress the feeling of vomiting blood.

"Who is your master?" Wang Bochuan asked.

Shen Feng replied with a smile, "My master is the leader of the Inscription Alliance, the Wind God!"

"I'm going to go and get my master out. ”

After speaking.

He casually walked towards a private room on the second floor, and now he didn't plan to reveal his true identity, after all, there were too many inscription artists here.

Therefore, after he was ready to enter the private room, he would change his clothes and put on a mask, and then come out to confront Wang Bochuan and the others as the god of wind.

After hearing Shen Feng say that his master was the leader of the Inscription Alliance.

The expressions of Wang Bochuan, Huo Kunrong and the others slammed.

And Wu Zhitian and Huo Siya were pleasantly surprised, if Shen Feng was the apprentice of the Wind God, then Wang Bochuan and the others would have to weigh it if they wanted to do something to Shen Feng afterwards.

They remembered that when they were in Tianyue Tower, Shen Feng jokingly said that he was the god of wind.

Now, Wu Zhitian and the others finally understood that Shen Feng really had something to do with Fengshen, and it was a close master-apprentice relationship!

And Miao Shansheng and the others, who knew Shen Feng's identity, couldn't help but think in their hearts after seeing Shen Feng's back walking up to the second floor: "The alliance leader really knows how to play!"