Chapter 111: Violent Conflict

"What are you going to do, don't you want to join the Medicine King Sect, and you still want to force me to fail?"

Song Feng's tone was cold, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"Young people, don't think that you have a little talent and be self-righteous, in fact, there are too many geniuses who have died on the path of cultivation, and often those who can laugh to the end are those smart people who know the times!"

The old man in front of Song Feng called "Uncle Bao" also said softly, and some disdain in his eyes faintly emanated.

I saw him put his hands behind his back, and he had a tone of pointing at the young man.

"Li Daoran, the fight between our factions should not involve irrelevant people, since Brother Song is unwilling, forget it. ”

Huang Zhenyu also said out loud at this moment, and at the same time looked at Song Feng with apologetic eyes.

It was reasonable, he originally wanted to recruit Song Feng to join the Medicine King Sect and prosper the Medicine King Sect, but today things have come to this point, which is what he does not want to see.

For Song Feng's terrifying medicine talent, he also really wanted to make friends, and from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't want to see Song Feng have a bad opinion of the Medicine King Sect.

"Huang Zhenyu, call you junior brother, who do you think you are? Speaking of which, you're all worried about others when you're almost done playing?"

Li Daoran sneered and sneered.

Immediately after that, he turned around again and slowly walked in front of Song Feng, with a hint of playfulness on his slightly mean face.

"Boy, I'll leave my words here today, if you follow me, if my eldest brother inherits the position of the head of the Medicine King Sect in the future, I will ensure that you are indispensable for your benefits. ”

"Now that we are in an important period, if you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I will not do you any wrong. ”

"But if you are not of my use to someone like you, I will never let you go. ”

"Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again!"

The threat was mixed with words of temptation, but I didn't expect that this seemingly arrogant and domineering disciple of the Medicine King Sect was also secretly scheming.

Beat a stick to a date, so skilled, it seems that he has done a lot of such things.

If ordinary people are under this threat, they may not be able to withstand the pressure and give in.

But it's a pity that he met Song Feng, a ruthless stubble who doesn't eat soft and hard.

"Huh. ”

"Who do you think you are? What kind of thing? Don't say it's you, even the head of the Beast Control Valley is not qualified to order me!"

"For you stupid-forced-goods-sex, I only have one word, get out!"

Song Feng was almost amused by his tone, and then shook his head again, exuding a chill all over his body, and his tone was cold and piercing.

mixed with a disdainful voice, with a sneering expression on his face, he looked at Li Daoran like a fool.

Hearing this, the smug expression on Li Daoran's face was also solidifying little by little.

The old man called Uncle Bao also flashed anger between his eyebrows, and the spiritual power around his body rolled, and an indescribable powerful spiritual power crushed towards Song Feng.

At the same time, the thin palm was also slashed at the joints of Song Feng's legs, and judging by his posture, he actually wanted Song Feng to kneel in front of Li Daoran.

"It's not good! Uncle Bao, be merciful!"

Seeing such a scene, Huang Zhenyu, who was not far away, was stunned, and at the same time, the whole person shouted loudly, busy trying to stop the ruthless old man.

The little maid on the side also covered her red lips, her face full of disbelief.

Who would have thought that the elder of the Medicine King Sect, who seemed to be highly respected, would actually make a move on a junior regardless of his feelings.

And just by sensing the strength of the spiritual power in his hand, he was obviously really angry.

If this blow is implemented, Song Feng's legs are estimated to be broken, and it is impossible to heal if he does not recuperate on the bed for half a year.

"What a shameless old boy, Song Feng boy asked me to teach him how to be a man!"

Xuan Gu was also angry, and the whole person disappeared into Xuan Pupil immediately.

Behind him, Shi Nu's face was also full of anger, and the space around him was trembling slightly.

It was too late, but in the blink of an eye, the palm of the spiritual power containing the old man's anger had already reached Song Feng's legs, and it was only half a centimeter away, and it was about to touch together.

Li Daoran clasped his hands to his chest, and his eyes were mixed with a sneer.

The narrow face was still full of coldness, and at this time, he could almost see Song Feng having his legs broken and kneeling in front of him begging for mercy.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but feel a strong feeling of pleasure in his heart.

"Damn ants, dare to jump in front of me, I don't know whether I live or die. ”

At this moment, what they didn't see was that at this moment, Song Feng's eyes suddenly turned dark blue, and an imperceptible spiritual power spread rapidly.

"You ......"

The old man called Uncle Bao was also suddenly shocked, but in an instant, an extremely strong and dangerous aura rippled from Song Feng's body.

The sense of threat that only the patriarch in the door can have is so strong!

But now he couldn't help but think about it, the palms that contained his angry blow were already slapping Song Feng's legs.

Clang!

A sound of iron and stone sounded, and the old man called Uncle Bao also had constricted pupils, and a look of horror flashed on his face.

As if hitting a stone with an egg, a faint sound of flesh and blood shattering was also heard.

"Ahhh

A terrible scream resounded throughout the private room, and even some subtle sounds penetrated out and spread outside.

"Boy, this is also your own fault, and anyone who dares to offend me Li Daoran will not end well!"

"I'll give you one last chance, if you're willing to surrender to me at this moment and swear loyalty to me, I can consider letting you live!"

Li Daoran clasped his hands in front of his chest, his face was full of happiness, and he said a little jokingly.

It is true that even in such a situation, he still does not give up at all, and still wants to take Song Feng under his command.

"Huh?"

However, when he opened his eyes wide to see a scene in the field, it was also the boss whose face was completely frozen and his mouth opened.

The look on his long and narrow face was shocked and froze in place.

"How is this possible, Uncle Bao is a strong man of Yuanying Sixfold!"

Not far away, Huang Zhenyu was also shocked, and muttered to himself in a bit of despair.

What they saw at this time was that the Medicine King Sect Elder called Uncle Bao had no smugness on his face at all at this moment, his hands were twisted and deformed at an exaggerated angle, and the part of his fingertips was even more bloody and blurred, and he fell to the ground wailing.

The voice was poignant and dry, like a ghost crying wolf in the middle of the night, which was refreshing.

And Song Feng still stood in place, gently patting the dust on his body, his eyes were indifferent, and his face was expressionless.

It's like being bitten by an ant, and his face is unwavering.

"How could you possibly hold off my attack? It's impossible, isn't it...... You are wearing a high-grade spiritual weapon-level armor?

After dozens of breaths, the old man called Uncle Bao also resisted the pain that went deep into the bone marrow, stood up, and said in disbelief.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be wearing a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was really shameless. ”

At this time, Li Daoran also had a sudden look on his face, and then scolded angrily, as if he was spitting on Song Feng's behavior.

At the same time, his face was also gloomy, and his tone was full of irrepressible jealousy.

The high-grade spiritual weapon, that is enough to be the treasure of a sect, let alone him, even the highest elder of their faction does not have it.

That is the leader of the sect, a powerful weapon that only the head of the sect can hold.

I didn't expect to see it on an ordinary kid today, and it is also the most valuable defensive spirit weapon among the spirit weapons!

"Uncle Bao, take it away, even if this kid can urge the high-grade spirit weapon, it won't last long. ”

Li Daoran sneered, and then said in a vicious tone.

He actually wanted to drag Song Feng to death and forcibly seize the high-grade spiritual weapon that he thought Song Feng had.

It is true that if it is a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is also something that only a martial artist with high spiritual power can urge.

Although he didn't know why this kid who didn't seem to be enough for the Ning Dan Realm was able to urge, it shouldn't be possible for him to last too long with his spiritual power alone.

"Uncle Bao, no!"

Hearing this, Huang Zhenyu also woke up from the shock, and hurriedly flickered, standing in front of Song Feng, raising the sword in his hand to stop the old man.

Seeing this, Song Feng also looked a little surprised.

He didn't expect this Huang Zhenyu to come forward in such a dangerous situation, which he didn't expect.

"What an old dog, it's so shameless, I'm really ashamed of your Medicine King Sect, it's actually raising such a shameless old thing!"

Song Feng also sneered at this time, and felt a little speechless at the same time.

There was no scruple in the cold words, since someone wanted his life, there was no need to show mercy!

He likes this kind of self-righteous person the most, obviously injured by the spiritual power possessed by his master, but he refused to admit it, and wanted to find a reason to save some lost face.

"In that case, old thing, come here!"

Song Feng pushed away Huang Zhenyu in front of him, clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were mixed with disdain, and said softly.

After that, he gently hooked his index finger at the old man called Uncle Bao.

"Look for the dead thing!

Hearing this, the old man called Uncle Bao was also furious, ignoring the hands that were still bleeding, the fingers in his hands changed, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation slowly rippled.

It can be vaguely seen that a layer of colorful light is attached to his hands, and even the blood on them is now covered up.

Although he also thinks that this kid is a little evil, he is already carried away by anger at the moment, and he himself has always had a high opinion of himself.

Naturally, I can't stand such an insult.

Song Feng also faintly exuded a dark purple light on his right hand, and a hideous and terrifying tiger head on his left hand quietly appeared, leading the head to roar.

"What are you doing? This is my Qingyun Auction House, if you have a personal grudge, please go outside to settle it!"

At this moment, a voice with majesty and unquestionable sounded, which also slowed down the movements in the hands of the two people.