Chapter 675: Invitation to War

“You dare to fight with me, you are simply seeking death!”

Elder Feng’s hair and beard were flying, his eyes were wide with anger, and his voice was like thunder, shocking everyone. Somewhat dizzy, his eyes scanned the whole place. No one dared to look at him, even the Holy Son of Beimang in the distance lowered his head.

The person who can sit in charge of Tianwu Auction House is not only about his strength, but also his identity. Every person who is qualified to be in charge must have a behemoth behind him that ordinary people cannot imagine.

"Bang, bang, bang!..."

Thinking of the fire, Elder Feng waved his hands, bursting out four pieces of energy, dragging the Langxie Fourth Elder. It started to swing, and deep pits were immediately left on the square. Blood was sprinkled little by little. In just a short while, the fourth elder was already beyond recognition. His nose was collapsed, his teeth were broken, and he was covered in blood. He looked like a ghost. He was very ugly. It's terrible.

"Pa!"

Holy Son Langxie was stunned, trying to take the opportunity to escape. After being discovered, he was slapped in the face again, and his face was deformed. It was so disfigured that almost all its teeth were spit out, and it fell in the distance, unable to get up like a dead dog.

"Run away, are you running away to show me?!"

Elder Feng sucked him over with one hand and scolded him with his eyes.

He is just a little martial arts master. If he escapes from his hands, if word spreads, won’t he make people laugh to death?

Holy Son Langxie no longer had the strength to refute. He was now filled with fear and wanted nothing more than to escape from the clutches of this old man.

He is the body of the sun god, and his noble status has been destined to him since birth. He is always complimented wherever he goes. No one has ever disobeyed him, let alone been frustrated.

He has never encountered a situation like today. Only now does he know that someone can kill him regardless of his divine body and the identity of the Son!

He couldn't help but feel regret for the first time. He shouldn't have messed with that young man...

"Today I will kill you, this scourge!"

Elder Feng was so angry that he wanted to kill him right away.

Everyone was in fear. Was the divine body that was once born so rare that it would be killed like this?

"Senior, don't do it!"

The four elders exclaimed in unison, resisting desperately but to no avail. The old man's tyrannical power was like ten thousand mountains, crushing them even with their fingers. I couldn't move my head.

“Old senior, wait!”

A slightly weak voice spoke in the old man’s body.The last sound made him stop what he was doing and turned around. He saw Feng Hao, covered in blood, slowly walking towards him with a faint smile.

"What?"

The old man's expression slowed down and he asked rather gently, his tone was completely different from before.

“I want to beg the old man to let him go.”

Feng Hao stopped, stopped not far from the old man, and said sincerely.

“Let him go?!”

The old man was stunned and looked at him in astonishment.

Everyone in the audience was the same. The four elders, Holy Son Langye, and Holy Son Beimang were all confused and they all speculated on its true intention.

They couldn’t believe that Feng Hao had good intentions. Anyone who encountered such a thing would have no reason to forgive his enemy. Moreover, after this incident, the two parties would become even more incompatible. If at this time Letting go of Holy Son Langye is like letting the tiger go back to the mountain. If the Sun Divine Body is fully developed, the old man in front of him may not be able to suppress him.

Therefore, killing the divine body at this time is the best choice, and there is no worries.

"Yes."

Feng Hao still smiled and nodded gently, "A mere divine body does not require the old man to do it himself."
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“But...”

Elder Feng frowned.

It is indeed not a wise idea to keep this divine body. Moreover, the Feng family is now in the biggest dilemma. If the Dacheng divine body adds insult to injury in the future, it will also be a big blow to the Feng family. .

But seeing the sincere look on Feng Hao’s face, he still put the Holy Son Langxie down.

“Ahem!”

As soon as Holy Son Langxie landed on the ground, he squatted down, coughing non-stop, blood spurting out, and watched as he walked slowly. A young boy with a gloomy look between his brows.

"Does it feel good?"

Looking at the already unrecognizable Son of Langxie, Feng Hao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of playfulness and teasing in his words.

“Hmph!”

Shengzi Langye almost lost all his teeth and could not speak for a short time. He could only snort coldly and struggled to stand up straight. His body, the corners of his mouth that were constantly twitching, and his trembling body showed that he was not feeling well at this time.

However, he is still arrogant. His self-esteem does not allow him to bow his head in front of people weaker than himself. If that were the case, he would rather choose death!

　“Do you know why? ”

As he spoke, Feng Hao’s face became cold and solemn, and his eyes shone with a cold light.

He had a low starting point and had never enjoyed the cultivation of any foundation. , all his strength was obtained through his own hard work, and his real training time was only more than six years!

In six years, he was promoted from a third-level martial arts disciple The first and second level of Supreme Martial Lord, who can say that such a speed is slow?!

And now, he has the blue energy that is comparable to the holy energy and the battle sky of the great sage Zhantian. Jue, if the fighting spirit is perfected together, it may surpass all holy and divine powers and become a new ultimate way!

With these two, he already possesses something beyond the divine body. Confidence and qualifications!

Under the unclear gaze of Holy Son Langye, Feng Hao raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "Because, it's enough for me to deal with you! "

"Humph! "

Holy Son Langye was surprised at first, then snorted coldly and looked at Feng Hao sarcastically.

He no longer had the ability to resist at this time, even an ordinary person Even Wu Zun can easily kill him, let alone someone as talented as Feng Hao?

"The divine body is finished! ”

Everyone sighed in their hearts when they saw this scene.

It would be unwise to leave the divine body behind and kill it without any worries. Moreover, Feng Hao now occupies the Reason, even if you kill me, Langye Holy Land will have nowhere to redress your injustice.

“You don’t have to provoke me! "

Feng Hao's mouth curled up with an icy arc, he looked at Holy Son Langxie with disdain, and mocked, "I'm not you, I just like to do things to take advantage of others. "

"I will give you three years to cultivate. When you have cultivated, three years later, I will fight with you outside the ancient city, life or death. Do you dare to accept it? ! ”

The young man, covered in blood, stood in the open square, with the joystick as straight as a pine tree. In front of tens of thousands of people, his words were sonorous, and he invited the divine body to fight.

The whole place was silent, and pairs of eyes looked at him with shock and inexplicable surprise. No one could guess what he was thinking at this time. This invitation to fight meant nothing to him. Advantage, on the contrary, the Holy Son of Langxie three years later may have broken through the existence of Wu Zun...

【PS: The power went out at noon yesterday. I heard from the landlord that the transformer was burned. I don’t know when the call will come, Xiami is coding in the Internet cafe now...】