Chapter Seventy-Two: Temptation

"Cold Wind Master, you're here!" Seeing Leng Feng's figure, Duan Daguang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately walked behind Leng Feng excitedly and shouted loudly.

Leng Feng didn't take himself in his eyes so much, Zhou Changtian was angry in his heart, but after thinking about the plan in his heart, he forcibly suppressed it again, and said contemptuously: "Who should I be, for the sake of you being the head of the family, I won't trouble you, and those who know each other will leave quickly, don't meddle in your affairs and get into trouble!" ”

Seeing Zhou Changtian's fierce eyes and contemptuous words, Duan Daguang's face turned pale, the other party was four forty-level masters, and Zhou Changtian was forty-two, even if the strength of the cold wind was extraordinary, it was only level thirty-five, once he started to do it, he was afraid that he would suffer, and he reached out and held the storage bag in his hand, if he really couldn't do it, he could only admit it.

Leng Feng raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "As a master, how can you ignore the contradictions between the masters and grandchildren?" If there is any problem with this master, just tell this master, the ancestor will definitely make the decision for you! After speaking, he looked at Zhou Changtian and the others opposite with a sincere face.

"You ......" Listening to Leng Feng's words, Zhou Changtian and the others' faces suddenly darkened, like the bottom of a pot, they wanted to refute but couldn't speak, and they were uncomfortable.

A stout man on the edge of the circumference couldn't hold it, and as soon as he took off his shirt, dozens of scars were revealed on his body, which was extremely hideous, and said viciously to the cold wind: "Others take care of your identity, I'm not afraid that today I want you to know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!" After speaking, he threw a punch at the cold wind, and the surrounding aura blasted out, and the vigorous fist wind was like an air bomb!

This stout man has a violent personality, his movements are extremely sophisticated, and he does not drag his hands into mud and water, Duan Daguang's face turned pale and hurriedly retreated, and in the face of this sudden blow of the cold wind, he did not retreat but advanced, and his right fist was also blasted out, faintly shining with purple gods, compared to the shocking momentum of this stout man, Leng Feng's punch was relatively much more restrained.

The stout man saw that the cold wind was also a punch, and he was overjoyed, Chiyue Peak specializes in cultivating the art of the body, and each disciple is a humanoid dragon, and his body is extremely strong, a fierce color flashed from his eyes, and the momentum exuded was even more violent!

Different from the stout man's reaction, after Zhou Changtian sneered in his heart, his eyes contracted to the extreme, and after the bland punch of the cold wind burst out, he also felt a little palpitation, and it was too late to stop it.

The stout man was facing Leng Feng's fist, and a sneer just rose at the corner of his mouth and was about to mock Leng Feng, he did feel a sharp pain in his right arm, and a loud sound came out of it, and his body flew out as if he had been kicked by a fierce beast.

A trace of purple divine light flowed between Leng Feng's right arm, and most of the power was eliminated by it, even though Leng Feng's right arm still felt slightly numb, seeing the stout man flying out upside down, Leng Feng did not hesitate at all, and exerted the world's extreme speed, and kicked the stout man's face again.

The stout man who flew out upside down looked at the cold wind chasing in horror, and regretted it in his heart, he was completely helpless at the moment, and roared loudly: "Senior Brother Changtian, save me!" ”

"You dare!" Zhou Changtian's eyes cracked and he shouted, he didn't expect Leng Feng to strike so decisively and quickly, and the same punch blasted towards Leng Feng.

Leng Feng glanced at Zhou Changtian, he had already expected him to make a move, and with a shake of the handprint in his left hand, dozens of yin and yang fire lotuses flew towards him, and exploded violently, and for a while, the fire dragon rolled, the aura shook, and the space was distorted.

Zhou Changtian looked startled, and quickly retreated back, he didn't dare to take the power of the explosion of dozens of Yin Yang Fire Lotuses, he could only watch with extremely resentful eyes as the cold wind kicked at the stout man.

The stout man saw Zhou Changtian being forced backwards by the cold wind, and his heart was even more regretful and desperate, looking at the cold wind in fear and wanting to ask for mercy, but he was kicked on the head by the cold wind and suddenly his head was dizzy, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and after his body hit the ground, a sharp pain came, and he fainted directly.

Leng Feng turned around, looked at the stout man who had passed out, sighed helplessly, and said, "It's understandable that young people are short-tempered, but it's best to be able to speak well, otherwise...... Alas! ”

"Cold Wind Master, you are really my idol, you are so powerful, I knew you were so powerful, I would scare them to death in minutes!" Duan Daguang excitedly ran behind Leng Feng and looked at Zhou Changtian's people proudly, he knew that Leng Feng was peerless, but he never thought that he would have such terrifying combat power, after all, talent and strength are sometimes not proportional.

Looking at the stout man who was unconscious, Zhou Changtian and the others turned red, and looked at Leng Feng and Duan Daguang viciously.

In addition to the anger, Zhou Changtian was shocked in his heart, he naturally knew the strength of the stout man very well, but the cold wind blasted him away with a punch and then kicked him unconscious, the technique was ruthless, clean and neat, and even inadvertently exuded an endless murderous aura when he moved, although it was only for a moment, it was enough to explain the problem.

Leng Feng naturally wouldn't be idle, he didn't look at Zhou Changtian and the others, he reached out and grabbed the stout man's storage bag in his hand, and even picked up a steel knife that fell on the ground, his movements were very natural, and he didn't feel blushing at all, it seemed that this was the natural thing.

Seeing Leng Feng's actions, Zhou Changtian and the others turned even more pale, and the two men beside him were about to make a move with a steel knife in their hands, but Zhou Changtian gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Help him up, let's go!" Unabashedly glared at Leng Feng, the trouble they were looking for for Duan Daguang was actually to lure Leng Feng to make a move to probe the bottom of Leng Feng.

Duan Daguang was also stunned, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he thought in his heart: "No wonder Leng Feng's strength is so perverted, no one is rich or rich, I also have to learn from him, although I can't rob it, but I can ...... Steal! ”

Leng Feng would never have thought that his very "normal" actions today would create a peerless thief in the future, of course, this is all for later.

Just when the purple divine light on the right arm of the cold wind was slightly revealed, the eyes of a white-haired old man in the depths of the Cold Spring Waterfall suddenly opened, and he muttered, "Heavenly Immortal Skill......... Big brother, will the exercises you desperately grab back then really make that prophecy come true......" Then he slowly closed his eyes again.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing here?" Seeing that there was no one around, Duan Daguang changed his name again, which was allowed by the cold wind. I was always shouted by someone one by one, and I felt weird in my heart.

"I have nothing to do, I have some gadgets in my hand, and I want to come to the Armory Pavilion to exchange some spirit stones for use." Leng Feng said casually, turned around and walked towards the Armory Pavilion, and Duan Daguang also hurriedly followed.