Look at how many heroes appeared in the war of the Protoss Rebellion, and then look at the end of the Protoss Rebellion, although it was very miserable by the Xuanmen, have you made progress in the past ten million years?

Liu Feng really has to lecture them, otherwise this sister-in-law in front of her will cry to you in one breath!

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There is the legacy of Hou Tu Niang, and you can't destroy the clan, so the whole clan will work with the other side, the immortal is definitely a talent, and the one who dies is not lucky enough, there is nothing to say.

In the end, it can be said that there will inevitably be a qualified leader, condensing the luck of the Wu clan, and making a final fight with other races on the road to the top of glory, and will definitely not become the current turtle in Beiju Luzhou, sadly becoming the prey of other races!

If you want to say that there are no successful cases in history, then forget it, but obviously, Chiyou appeared like this, in that era, who dared to underestimate the down-and-out Wu clan?

Explain the Sect and Intercept the Sect together, plus the support of the Heavenly Court, in order to kill Chi You in the battle of the deer, in Liu Feng's eyes, this is the Wu Clan, the Wu Clan, standing up to the sky and the earth, should be rampant!

It doesn't matter if there is a saint standing behind you, no matter how many magic weapons you have, no matter how many monks you have, I will lead my clansmen forward, and those who dare to stand in the way will be cut down!

What corpses are all over the field, what corpses are like mountains, what corpses are mountains and seas of blood, what monstrous karmic fire, all have nothing to do with me, this is Wu!

Among the monks, the leader of a race does not have such domineering, does not have the courage to devote the whole race to fight, be a fart patriarch, honestly be a stallion, and contribute a little strength to the reproduction of the race, even if you have merit.

Bringing a race that stands up to the sky and the earth to become a shrunken turtle, Liu Feng is extremely contemptuous of the current leader of the Wu clan, not ruthless enough, you might as well go home and nurse the baby.

Liu Feng's answer, Qixiu couldn't refute, the Wu clan didn't even dare to go out of the gate of Beiju Luzhou now, resources were in short supply, where was it possible to refine battlefield wonders such as windbags?

She can only shut up, Liu Feng said very clearly, saying that I don't care about the tribe, then you first equip your tribe with a windbag and then come to teach, otherwise you don't have that qualification!

Many people don't understand Liu Feng's approach, even Qi Chang doesn't understand, but Liu Feng doesn't care, he knows that what he is doing is right, so let's do it, if those crooked people can live, they will naturally see his success, and if they can't live, now the explanation is useful!

"Lion Saint, it's your turn and me!" Liu Feng stood up, his body soared, and in the blink of an eye, a peak of 30,000 zhang stood above the earth!

Qixiu's eyes immediately brought a light of reverence, no matter how Liu Feng treated his clansmen, this strength alone could win the respect of all the Wu clans!

In the hidden void around them, there were several sighs, the Wu Clan, is it going to rise again?

There was a sneer on the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, since you have to force the master to participate in the war, the master should lead the clan to sweep away the small and dominate the world!

Liu Feng can see that if you want to have a peaceful life, you have to fight those enemies who calculate you are afraid, and when they are afraid of your strength, you can live your little life in peace!

The lion saint's pupils constricted, and the true body of the 30,000-zhang ancestral witch was seriously inconsistent with the information he obtained from the soul search.

Soul searching can't go wrong, then, the ancestor witch in front of him with a complete head and strong combat power is definitely a genius, a genius who can perfect his Dao injuries and defects in ten years!

"Liu Feng, you have seen the current situation of the Wu Clan, among the Wu Clan, you have no room to exert your talents, it is better to join my Demon God Clan, there is a shortage of Demon Saints, as long as you agree, you will definitely be able to rank among the top three Demon Saints, and share this heaven and ten thousand worlds with my Demon God Clan!"

Cowardly before fighting, this lion saint only saw Liu Feng's true body, and he was cowardly!

It's a pity that Liu Feng was not interested in his verbal offensive and was unmoved, but just gently stretched out his hand, and a 45,000-zhang long banner appeared in his hand.

The fang-like spear tip at the front of the big flag, flickering with cold light, covered with blood, tells the resentment of the dead creatures under this big flag, and the bloodstains that can be attached to this big flag, forming a dao mark, must be the soul of the Da Luo Jin Immortal level!

The slightest trace of blood made the Lion Saint's heart chill, and it also made the monks of various sects watching the battle in the subspace frightened.

"This magic banner has absorbed the blood of the Peng Demon Holy Essence, the Holy Blood of the Pig Demon, and the essence blood of Nuwa's descending clone, counting it, unconsciously, there has been the blood of the Three Saints watered, and now, Liu Mou hopes that you are the fourth!"

The icy sound was still echoing in the sky, Liu Feng shook the magic flag in his hand, and in the sound of hunting on the banner face, a cold light pierced and went straight to the key point of the Lion Sacred Mask.

As soon as fear rose in the heart of the Lion Saint, he felt a bone-chilling chill from the center of his eyebrows, where the demon star was, and at the same time, the crisis of death was coming!

"Roar! Lion's Mane Shield!'s Mountain Sword!" The Lion Saint roared angrily, and the natal magic weapon at the center of his eyebrows turned out to be a shield refined by his lion's mane, but the weapon was an innate magic weapon-the Mountain Opening Knife.

The lion's mane shield was blocked at the center of the eyebrows, and the mountain knife turned into a sword, heading straight for Liu Feng's neck.

Obviously, the Lion Saint has not been shocked by his mind, and he still knows that Liu Feng's head is a weakness, so he went straight to Liu Feng's neck with the first knife, wanting to work with one sword!

"Hey, hey... Lion Saint, you think too much!" Liu Feng's smile was a little hideous, his left hand sent it hard, and his right hand held the tail end of the big flag, and he had enough strength to pierce forward, but his left hand was not afraid of the innate magic weapon at all, and grabbed the blade!

In the first move, neither of them chose to dodge, Liu Feng chose to fight hard, in front of so many powers, the lion saint was not easy to dodge and avoid the battle, and he simply did not stay strong, and waved the big knife in his hand with all his might.

The first move of the two seems to be about to see life and death, but at the same time, it is also a temptation, of course, it can't be stopped when the temptation is made, and it is not uncommon to be knocked out by one move.

The physical strength of the Lion Saint was used on the broadsword, but his main demonic power was used on the lion's mane shield.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this lion saint is timid, and the shield that blocks the center of his eyebrows and releases dazzling starlight is proof of this!

Liu Feng didn't change his moves, what the Wu clan is best at is not changing moves, but destroying the enemy's confidence head-on!

"Oh~~~~~" A long trill, but it couldn't hide the slight "ding!" sound.

Liu Feng's fingers had a white mark, and the moment he swept the blade, he had already returned to his original bronze complexion, and he was not injured at all.

It was a very brittle sound, the lion's mane shield, the natal magic weapon, was beaten back to the center of the lion saint's eyebrows, dim, and the magic banner made of god's metal, the tip of the spear was slightly dull, but after Liu Feng's qi and blood mixed with the evil air, it became sharp again in the blink of an eye.