"Brother Wang, why don't you go first. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lan Feng ignored Yu Ze and looked directly at the king.

The king's expression moved, and he frowned: "Are you looking down on me?"

"Alas......" Lan Feng sighed, shook his head and said: "In the Mingxin Pavilion, except for the Pavilion Master Yue Mingxin, everyone else is looking down on people, I really can't figure it out, you would choose to practice here." ”

"Isn't it just the head of a small sect, what capital do you have to shout here?" Yu Ze raised his eyebrows and took a step forward, with a mocking smile on his face.

At this time, Situ Jin also walked over with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "Master Lan, do you know that today, you have offended the two most noble sects on Nameless Island. ”

After speaking, he turned his eyes and smiled at Yu Zesenran, "It's good to give you that fruit, but I have to give Lan Feng's life." ”

The king's frowning brows suddenly loosened, and he glanced Lan Feng up and down, his face complicated.

"Why is this name so familiar?" Yu Ze touched his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly brightened, looked at the king, and said strangely: "Your previous senior brother is called Lan Feng, right?"

The king's eyes groaned slightly, his brows furrowed again, and with a wave of his cuffs, a golden wooden figure suddenly appeared, smiling strangely at everyone.

"This is my senior brother, the person with the same name, no need to worry. ”

Lan Feng's face was full of surprise, once the king said to him that as long as the person who was important to him left, he would make a puppet for this person, and at this moment, staring at the lifelike golden puppet on the ground, Lan Feng's mood was complicated.

It turns out that in this inhumane cultivation realm, there are people who sincerely regard themselves as friends, it seems that he is not alone. But a young man who was full of vigor in the past is now looking a little old because his cultivation has risen too slowly, which is very sad.

He quickly came back to his senses, glanced at Situ Jin with cold eyes, and chuckled: "Sect Master Situ, on this Vermilion Bird Peak, where there is no spiritual power, are you really sure to take my life?"

As he was speaking, he quickly stretched out his hand with lightning speed, snatched the three-flavor fruit in the king's hand, and said to himself in his heart: "Senior brother of the king, I haven't seen it for many years, it's like a different world, but I have to get the three-flavor fruit, I'm sorry." ”

"Presumptuous, dare to take it by force. Yu Ze's eyes flashed, and he quickly took off the huge silver brush behind him, and scolded angrily: "The ink is soaring to the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, even Situ Jin couldn't help but take half a step back.

There was silence on the field, and everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, as if they had forgotten that there would be no aura fluctuations on Suzaku Mountain.

A gust of wind hit, and Yu Ze held the handle of the pen and stood in place in a daze, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Lan Feng calmly glanced at the brush in his hand a few times, shook his head and said, "Do you think a broken pen can take my life?"

Yu Ze's face was cloudy, and he was stunned for a moment, then put down the brush in his hand, and frowned.

"What can you do without aura?" the king tugged at the corners of his mouth, his fingers moving slightly.

"Crackling ......"

The golden puppet on the ground stood up suddenly, staring at Lan Feng with empty and godless eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Somewhat stunned, Lan Feng frowned, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back.

The king smiled a little hideously, his index finger moved again, and the golden puppet suddenly opened its mouth, and its steel knife-like teeth were exposed, reflecting golden light in the sunlight.

"Giggle......

A terrible laugh came from the puppet's throat.

In Lan Feng's surprise, the puppet had already come to his feet, and the wooden eyelids moved up and down, and without the slightest hesitation, the golden teeth pierced Lan Feng's clothes and entered his flesh.

"Whoa!" Lan Feng grabbed the puppet, and at this moment, he suddenly looked stunned and frowned.

I only felt the wound that had been bitten by my teeth, and I felt a feeling of anesthesia.

"Poisonous ......" Lan Feng twitched his face painfully and looked up at the king, but strangely, there was no resentment.

The blood Gu was asleep, he couldn't take poison anymore, his face was pale, the forbidden formation lost its effect, and as his true face was gradually revealed, the king's face began to become strange.

"Senior Brother King, you can remember me for hundreds of years, Lan Feng is fortunate in his third life. Lan Feng lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, panting deeply, and his gaze became cold.

"Senior Brother Lan Feng...... How could it be...... Didn't he die in the Burning Immortal Valley?Hundreds of years have passed, and his appearance is not the slightest different from when he was in Chu Yunfeng, this ......" The king carefully looked at Lan Feng's face, he was already incoherent, and the puppet that was thrown to the ground also suddenly withered.

Situ Jin, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, had a gleam in his eyes at this time, blinked incredibly, and said in a dumb voice: "This ...... No way. ”

And Yu Ze's face stiffened with a smile, his eyes showed a dull look, and he said in a trembling voice: "He...... Is it Lan Feng? ”

Lan Feng saw sweat on his forehead, and when he patted the storage bag, a golden pill floated out and was stuffed into his mouth.

His throat moved up and down, his expression eased slightly, and when he heard the exclamations of these people, he raised his head slightly, his eyes gradually cooled, he looked at Situ Jin, and asked lightly: "It's been two hundred years, Situ Lao'er, do you still remember me?"

"Evil barrier, it's really you!" Situ Jin's face finally changed greatly, his eyes showed a monstrous killing intent, he directly lost his mind, and with a touch of his hand and waist, a crimson whip was instantly held in his hand and slashed towards Lan Feng.

Lan Feng's eyes narrowed, his body flashed, and he dodged the oncoming divine whip, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Smack!" After the whip rope was thrown on the ground, there was a deafening whipping sound, and the dust flew for a moment, but it did not become longer than before, but directly drooped on the ground, and there was no movement.

Situ Jin frowned, his eyes swept around, and when he saw Lan Feng's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his face became hideous, and then, he suddenly laughed wildly, and seemed to be crazy again, dropped the whip in his hand, and pounced towards Lan Feng.

"It seems that you have not had a good life for more than two hundred years. Lan Feng sneered, his body flashed again, and Situ Jin stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

For a hundred years, a monk who was accustomed to using immortal magic and immortal methods suddenly lost the assistance of aura, and he might not even be as good as an ordinary man. At this time, Situ Jin looked like an ordinary old man over half a hundred years old, embarrassed, and even pitiful to describe it as pitiful, not at all like the leader of the Seven Star Sect who was admired by thousands of people.

At the beginning, he forced Lan Feng into the whirlpool of water and fire, thinking that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that after twenty years, he appeared in Xuande Mountain. After thousands of hardships, he was finally knocked down in the Burning Immortal Valley, where the Immortal Burning Soul was burned, shouldn't it be wiped out?

But today, he actually stood alive again at the auction of Suzaku Mountain.