At that moment, Feng Chenglin also felt the arrival of coercion.

Emperor Xuanhuang Five!!

Under the absolute coercion, Feng Chenglin's body could no longer move.

Xuan Qi burst out, and he stubbornly resisted the Xuanhuang Fivefold.

Even if he is invincible in cultivation, he is not a person who sits idly by!

"Feng Chenglin, you dead fat man!! I didn't expect that I hadn't seen you in a short period of time, and you had actually cultivated to the ninth level of the Xuan Soul! ”

With a sneer, a woman shrouded in a black robe walked slowly.

On her body, there is an aura that makes Feng Chenglin familiar.

He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Zuo Furong?!" Sure enough, it's you! ”

Zuo Furong stepped forward in a heavy step, and her body seemed to be a little staggering.

"Feng Chenglin, I wanted to destroy Ling Luoyu here today, but I didn't expect that God would treat me well, and he would send the two of you here!"

Under the coercion, Feng Chenglin's body trembled suddenly, and his knees couldn't help but weaken, and he almost knelt down.

"! Zuo Furong, you don't know what it means to be greedy and chewy?! With just your little coercion, you can't even subdue Ben Dashao, and you still want to kill Sanshao...... Make your spring and autumn dreams! ”

Regarding his clamour, Zuo Furong disagreed.

"Dead fatty, it's okay, you can keep roaring here! Miss Ben has time to play with you! ”

She beckoned Shi to come over: "Bring your people, and all the streets will be closed as planned...... And will spread the word according to what I taught you earlier!! ”

Shi Li responded, and hurriedly took his subordinates to blast away the surrounding idlers!

In the silent street, in the blink of an eye, only Zuo Furong and Feng Chenglin were still facing each other.

And the fivefold coercion of the Xuanhuang Emperor is still forcefully pressed on the body of the fat man.

"Zuo Furong, if you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one, what does it mean for you to use coercion to suppress Ben Dashao?!"

Zuo Furong's gaze turned to Ling Luoyu and smiled coldly.

"Ling Sanshao, old people meet, are you going to sit on it like this and not come down?!"

Ling Luoyu handed the teacup behind him, and Chen Si bowed down to take it.

Leisurely got up, she leaned over the railing for a long time, looking like she was watching a play.

"Aren't you catching up with the wind? I'm just a little inappropriate for me to disturb the two of you Yaxing like this, right?! ”

Zuo Furong suddenly sneered and turned her head to look at Feng Chenglin.

"Feng Fatty, I suddenly want to know, how deep can the brotherhood between Ling Sanshao and you be?!"

She changed the style of painting nonsensically, making Feng Chenglin a little uncertain for a while, and couldn't help but glance at Ling Luoyu nervously.

"What are you going to do?"

"Whoosh!"

A cold light emerged from Zuo Furong's robe, as if it had already explained what she was going to do.

The fat man's face couldn't help but change: "Zuo Furong, you stinky woman, what do you want to do?" ”

"What for?!"

The dagger in Zuo Furong's hand was raised from afar, and he walked towards the Fengcheng Forest step by step.

"I wonder if your brother would come to your rescue if I stuck this dagger in your eye?!"

Feng Chenglin instinctively resisted the coercion of his body, and wanted to break free, but found that he was imprisoned and couldn't move at all.

Chen Si couldn't help but step forward nervously: "Third Young Master?!" ”

At that moment, Zuo Furong's wrist was raised suddenly, and it immediately sank, stabbing towards Feng Chenglin's eyes.

"Die!!"