"Huh...... The three clan elders are really a good method! Seeing this, Benjun couldn't help but want to clap his hands and marvel. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Listening to this slightly lazy and playful voice, looking at the man who walked out slowly stretching his waist, the faces of everyone in the conference hall became extremely wonderful and ugly.

Compared to the ugly faces of the other Jindora people, there was a hint of surprise on the faces of Jindora Ni'er and Ni Luk and others, they never thought that Lan Feng would suddenly appear here, when did he come?

And Jindora Ni'er and Ni Luke were also shocked and stunned, wasn't Lan Feng sent back to the room by him?

How did it suddenly appear here?

This is really hard to believe and incomprehensible to Jindora Nier.

"Who dares to break into the clan of my Jindora clan?"

At the same time, there was a loud shout coming from the mouths of some Jindora people.

"Huh...... At this time, it is really brainless to be able to shout such words. ”

However, in the face of the fierce shouts of the Jindora people, Lan Feng smiled slightly, and said with a lazy and playful expression.

"Look for death!"

Hearing Lan Feng's words and seeing his arrogant appearance, some Jindora people who didn't know Lan Feng's identity at all let out an angry curse in their mouths, clenched their fists, and rushed towards Lan Feng.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, Lan Feng's mouth let out a cold snort, and with a flick of his palm, dozens of silver needles burst out of his hands without warning, silently submerging into the bodies of those Jindora people who were rushing towards him, causing their figures to freeze suddenly.

Lan Feng's simple hand made the faces of the people in the conference hall who didn't know his identity change greatly, and their faces were shocked and shocked, so that he couldn't see Lan Feng throwing out the silver needle in his eyes at all, but Lan Feng was like an immortal warlock, and with a wave of his hand, he cast a fixed spell on the Jindora people who rushed to attack him.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Seeing this scene, some Jindora people were terrified in their hearts, and shouted at Lan Feng.

"Who the hell am I?"

Hearing their words, Lan Feng smiled slightly, and then his gaze fell on the body of the three major clan elders and the undead swordsman Hei Mo who was clenched with an ugly expression on the side, and a playful voice came out of his mouth: "I think you should know it very well." ”

"Damn! Tyrant...... How did you end up here?"

Looking at the tyrant Lan Feng who always had a smile on his face, after a short period of shock and gaffe, the undead swordsman Black Ink finally came back to his senses, and a voice of anger, horror and disbelief came out of his mouth.

At this moment, the undead swordsman Hei Mo looked at Lan Feng as if he had seen a ghost, and his hand holding the black cane trembled involuntarily at this moment.

No matter how fierce and powerful he once was, he couldn't compare to the tyrant, this was a man who even the Sword Emperor Mihawk could contend with, and even the Black Devil could be stabbed by him eighteen times.

"Red fire, ghosts, black poison, what the hell is going on with this TM, why is the tyrant here?"

At this moment, the undead swordsman Hei Mo was completely out of shape, and turned his head to the three clan elders such as Red Fire and Black Poison and roared angrily.

If he had known that the tyrant was here, he would never have dedicated himself and turned around and ran.

"What? This guy turned out to be the Creator Tyrant of the King's Palace? Is this mistaken?"

"He's a tyrant, so young?"

"Damn, isn't it?"

Hearing the roar of the undead swordsman and looking at his gaffe, many of the Jindora people in the hall who didn't know Lan Feng's identity said with shocked and disbelief on their faces.

They never imagined that the man in front of them would be the founder of the King's Palace, the tyrant.

You know, when I saw this man in the cafeteria and the like, they were still judging him......

"Wouldn't it be better for him to be here? wouldn't it be better if so many of us slaughtered him together?"

Looking at the undead swordsman's gaffe appearance, Black Poison couldn't help but smile, and a hoarse and vicious voice came out of his mouth.

"Elder Poison is right, now Ni Luke is seriously injured and has no combat effectiveness! Many of us join forces, we can definitely slaughter this kid! It doesn't matter what kind of founder of the King's Palace, tyrant or one of the Four Emperors, it is rumored how powerful he is...... Seeing that he is so young, what kind of strength can he have? That's just rumors from the outside world, bragging!" The demon also said with a sneer.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who he is, just join forces to kill him, it's just a back!"

Red Fire echoed the opening at this moment.

Whether it is red fire, ghosts or black poisons, they are all strong people of the previous generation in the dark world, with extremely old qualifications, seeing that the tyrant Lan Feng is so young, they have not taken Lan Feng in their eyes from beginning to end, so they didn't pay too much attention to Lan Feng's arrival at all.

In their eyes, Lan Feng is at most the strongest man of the younger generation in a dark world, that's all!

"Kill you, that's a tyrant! You three are crazy, aren't you?"

"I'm grass Nima!"

Listening to the words of the three of them, Chihuo and the ghost, the undead swordsman Heimo couldn't help but curse anymore, and foul words burst out in his mouth.

These old antiques don't know the horror of the tyrant, but his undead swordsman Black Ink knows it very well, this guy even dares to stab Black Ink eighteen times.

Want to join forces to kill the tyrant?

If the tyrant is so easy to deal with, do we still need an alliance between the Celestial God Palace and the Dark Demon Temple?

I'm grass Nima!

At this moment, the undead swordsman Black Ink will have 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring in his heart!

In the next moment, in the stunned and shocked gaze of the people, the undead swordsman Heimo could no longer care about the slightest face and image, and he did not have the domineering power of the time he came, and after letting out an angry curse in his mouth, he turned around and fled frantically towards the door of the conference hall!

"Black ink, it's all here, why do you have to leave so quickly?"

Looking at the undead swordsman Hei Mo who turned around and ran away regardless of the image, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile slightly, his steps moved, Tai Chi stepped out, and his body appeared in front of the undead swordsman Hei Mo as if he was teleporting, blocking his way, and a cold and playful voice came out of his mouth.

"Violent ...... Lord Tyrant ......"

Looking at Lan Feng, who easily blocked his way, the body of the undead swordsman Hei Mo couldn't help but shudder, looking at Lan Feng with a look of horror and horror, his face was full of flattering smiles, and a voice with horror and trembling came out of his mouth: "Violent ...... Lord Tyrant...... That...... In fact...... I...... I'm just passing through...... Really, I'm just passing by! I'm leaving, I'm ......leaving, I'm leaving."

"Want to go?"

Looking at the flattering appearance of the undead swordsman Hei Mo and hearing his words, a shallow smile appeared on Lan Feng's face, and a playful sound came out of his mouth!

"Walk, you're paralyzed!"

The next moment, at the moment when the undead swordsman Hei Mo and everyone didn't react at all, Lan Feng raised his slap and slammed it on the face of the undead swordsman Hei Mo with a powerful and devastating force.

"Smack...... Poof......"

In the next moment, Lan Feng's slap landed on Black Ink's face, making an incomparably crisp sound, and the terrifying force exploded, Black Ink was caught off guard, and a stream of bright red blood sprayed out of his mouth, flying out upside down with a powerful force like a cannonball, and smashed on the wall at the end of the conference hall in the shocked gaze of the people, and a crisp sound erupted.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen, completely shocked their eyeballs, and was full of indescribable shock.

They never thought that the undead swordsman Hei Mo, who was still powerful and domineering before, was now slapped out like a chicken in front of this excessively young man in front of him.

This scene has undoubtedly become the most beautiful and unforgettable scenery in the hearts of everyone present.

You know, it's not ordinary, it's the undead swordsman Black Ink who once slaughtered two gods.

Not only were the clansmen of the Jindora clan present stupid, but the red python and the demon Li were stupid, but even the three elders of the red fire, black poison, and ghost demons were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

You must know that the strength of the three of them is even weaker than that of the undead swordsman Hei Mo, but he never thought that the guy Hei Mo would be so frightened when he saw Lan Feng, and finally slapped him so hard that he vomited blood and flew out.

That's too much TMD, right?

The shock and impact in the hearts of the three major clansmen, red fire, black poison, and ghosts, cannot be described in words.

Even, there is an extremely ridiculous thought in their hearts: that is, the undead swordsman Black Ink is acting with the tyrant.

They really couldn't imagine that the strength of such a young guy in front of them could really be so powerful and terrifying.

Even Jin Dora Ni'er, the Great Elder, and Ni Luke, who knew Lan Feng's strength well, were deeply shocked by the scene in front of Fang Cai.

In fact, this is of course related to Lan Feng's strength, but it is also because the undead swordsman Hei Mo was frightened and panicked when he saw Lan Feng, which led to such a tragic ending for him, otherwise that guy would not have ended up so miserable, after all, the strength of the undead swordsman Hei Mo itself is extremely strong, and it is even stronger than the soul hunting sword god Benier.

"Ahem......"

The undead swordsman Black Mo coughed twice with difficulty, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then slowly stood up, raised his head, and looked at Lan Feng with resentful eyes, with a thick killing intent surging in his eyes.

Before, he thought that there would be a glimmer of life and a way to survive if he was soft in front of Lan Feng, but he, Lan Feng, told him with practical actions that he had no way to live at all, only the consciousness of fighting to the death.

Therefore, at this moment, the undead swordsman Hei Mo was no longer afraid of Lan Feng, but looked at Lan Feng with a resentful face, with a thick killing intent surging in his eyes, with the hostile relationship between the Heavenly God Palace and the King Palace, the relationship between him and Lan Feng was already endless.

At first, he was so frightened because of the fear of the tyrant in his heart that he was distracted, so he was slapped by Lan Feng at a loss and flew out.

Now, the undead swordsman Black Ink is ready to die in battle.

He slowly pulled out his crutches and turned into a sharp long sword that he held in his hand, his eyes fixed on Lan Feng, and the voice with endless killing intent came out of his mouth.

"Three clan elders, do it with me!

[ps: I didn't know a few days ago that it was the birthday of Brother Hu, the leader of the Golden Alliance's health secret, but I only found out later...... Here Xiao Ming sends a belated blessing: I wish my brother good health and eternal happiness! This is the addition of the alliance leader's birthday, now make up for it!

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