"Boy, you dare to be presumptuous with me?"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened.

It's hard to imagine that he is the city lord of this Cold Peak City.

"You colluded with the Holy Soul Sect, today, I am here to take your head!"

Zhao Feng replied coldly.

"Just kidding, I have the position of Earl of the Heavenly Flame Saint Realm, how can I have anything to do with the wanted Holy Soul Sect?"

The middle-aged man trembled and hurriedly said.

"No matter what you say, today you will die!"

When Zhao Feng's voice fell, he made a move on the middle-aged man.

"What a dare, kill him!"

The middle-aged man drank violently, sacrificed a big golden sword, and crushed Zhao Feng's empty crack.

Beside him, there were also six masters who had sealed the Great Emperor's Will Fifty to Sixty Percent, but he didn't recognize the dragon pattern battle armor on Zhao Feng's body.

"Boom!"

The waves are rolling.

At this time, Zhao Feng had already let go of his hand.

However, he didn't kill this Leng Feng City Lord for the time being, because this was his next clue.

The top worshippers of the six City Lord's Mansion launched an attack on Zhao Feng, and they all had quasi-supreme divine blades, but Zhao Feng's speed was extremely fast, and they couldn't catch up at all.

"Empty Crack Slash!"

"Dragon Tiger Break!"

Zhao Feng showed no mercy, and in less than five seconds, the offerings of these six City Lords' Mansions fell one after another.

The middle-aged man was stunned, the seven of them besieged Zhao Feng, and they could only capture Zhao Feng's afterimage, even he couldn't catch up with Zhao Feng, how could this be fought?

"This person has the law, go!"

The middle-aged man immediately made a decision and retreated to the city lord's mansion.

Zhao Feng had already accepted the six enshrined objects and killed them.

"City Lord of Cold Peak City, if you don't have the means to save your life, please let you die!"

Zhao Feng shouted loudly and slashed at the middle-aged man.

"Hmph, you're too naïve, luck bless!"

Suddenly, a golden token appeared on the left hand of the City Lord of Leng Feng City, and the next moment, his strength skyrocketed.

What the?

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and he found that the purple qi luck above the head of the city lord of Leng Feng City had dimmed a little.

Can this luck still be used like this?

His eyes lit up, and he found that the token in the hand of the city lord of Leng Feng City was an earl's order.

"Boom!"

The city lord of Leng Feng City was blessed with luck and blocked this sword.

"What kind of trick is this, it seems to be very powerful. ”

Zhao Feng was a little envious, he felt that at this time, the realm of the city lord of Leng Feng City could almost be compared with the master of the Great Emperor's will seal.

"Boy, it's your honor to force me to kill you with my luck!"

The city lord of Leng Feng City shouted.

In fact, he didn't want to expose this move, and it was not easy to refine his luck, and it was a little bit to consume it, so this was the bottom of his pressure box.

"Yes......"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth curled slightly, and in the face of the other party's sword, he only slashed out an empty split.

"Bang!"

The time for the Tiger Tooth Sword to be cultivated was too short, so Zhao Feng's move was defeated by the other party.

The slash of the city lord of Leng Feng City swept over and slashed at Zhao Feng.

"Click!"

Although there was a crisp sound, Zhao Feng's dragon pattern battle armor did not have any traces, and Zhao Feng was only injured, and he recovered in the blink of an eye.

"What, this can't be?"

The city lord of Leng Feng City was shocked.

His sword is so powerful, how can he not even break the opponent's armor?

The Quasi-Supreme Divine Blade is very hard, but the Heavenly Flame Saint Realm does not yet have the technology to create armor comparable to the strength of the Quasi-Supreme Divine Blade, after all, this is too big.

The Leng Feng City Lord stared at Zhao Feng, looking at the lines of the golden armor on Zhao Feng's body, and suddenly thought of something, so he exclaimed: "The dragon pattern battle armor is actually the dragon pattern battle armor of the Heavenly Tiger General of the Ancient Saint Realm!"

"Even if you have some knowledge, hum, I want to see how long your luck blessings can last!"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly and killed again.

"Damn it, withdraw!"

The Leng Feng City Lord knew the hardness of the dragon pattern battle armor, which was the hardest thing under the supreme command.

Ordinary slashes, it is simply impossible to smash them.

And the Leng Feng City Lord doesn't know fist and palm martial arts, so he can't kill Zhao Feng through the dragon pattern battle armor, and he will definitely die if he fights again.

"I want to leave, but it's not that easy!"

Zhao Feng ran wildly on the land, and his speed was no slower than that of the Leng Feng City Lord.

Zhao Feng, who had almost infinite yuan power, attacked the figure in the sky wildly.

"Empty Crack Slash!"

"Empty Crack Slash!"

"Dragon Tiger Break!"

His attack speed was very fast and accurate, and it was extremely difficult for the Leng Feng City Lord to dodge, so he could only continue to resist with the blessing of Qi Luck.

Purple, blue, cyan......

In just one minute, the luck on the top of the Leng Feng City Lord's head fell to cyan, and he was about to run out.

His luck is not ordinary luck, but refined, and only refined luck can be used to bless battles.

"Haha, your hole cards seem to be exhausted, let's die!"

Zhao Feng laughed, he estimated that the other party would block three more times at most, and his luck would be exhausted.

"Damn it, bastard, don't push me!"

The city lord of Leng Feng City shouted.

"What about forcing you, you still have hole cards?"

Zhao Feng sneered.

"Since you're looking for death, then don't blame me!"

The Cold Peak City Lord roared loudly.

Actually, he didn't want the dragon pattern battle armor, because once he got it, he was afraid that he would have to hand it over to the Tianyan Saint Realm.

And if he wants to kill Zhao Feng, he may have to pay a heavy price, and the blessing of luck is not his real hole card.

After making a decision in his heart, he took out a white stone and urged it with Yuan Force.

Not long after, a phantus appeared beside him, it was an old man.

"Tianfeng, what are you calling me to do?"

The old man's phantom said.

"Grandpa, help!"

The Leng Feng City Lord hurriedly shouted.

Zhao Feng was stunned at his feet, he didn't figure out how this old man appeared, it seemed that he ran out of that stone?

When the old man heard this, he turned his head to look at Zhao Feng in the distance, and said in shock: "Dragon Pattern Battle Armor?"

"Grandpa, this is the dragon pattern armor, this son wants to kill me with the defense of the dragon pattern armor, and my luck blessing has been consumed. ”

The Leng Feng City Lord hurriedly said.

"Dragon-patterned armor. ”

The old man's eyes flashed, and he looked greedy.

At the same time, Zhao Feng also looked at it with a jealous look, he felt that this old man was not simple.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then suddenly made a sudden move.

"Empty Crack Slash!"

"Great Compassion!"

"Boom!"

Zhao Feng's Empty Crack Slash was instantly dispersed by one of the opponent's Yuan Force big hands, which was extremely fast and directly covered Zhao Feng's body.

"Poof!"

Zhao Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood in disbelief.

The other party beat him to a serious injury with one palm, and this person is invincible.

"It's just a phantom, but it's not something I can fight against, let's go!"

Zhao Feng directly cast the mystery of the Ground Wandering Martial Soul and escaped into the ground.

However, the old man could sense his breath.

(End of chapter)