Chapter 568: Don't Be Too Overbearing When Dealing with
..The most important thing is that yesterday's incident had a huge impact!The guard captain was killed.This is unprecedented!Just when everyone thought there would be a thunderous retaliation on the s...Lin Feng turned his head and saw a stout man standing not far away.
The man was dressed in a brocade robe, with a bloated figure, estimated to weigh four or five hundred pounds. His eyes were squeezed out of sight by the excess flesh on his face, he looked just like a walking pig!
Besides,
This man's body was like a furnace, containing boundless power. He was a cultivator at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
After a brief glance,
Lin Feng withdrew his gaze,
The field is full of all sorts, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble and attract attention!
After all, getting the Heavenly Demon Flower is the most important thing!
To everyone's surprise, the hefty man took the initiative to walk up and strike up a conversation in a rather familiar manner:
As the saying goes, “People from Daxia don’t deceive people from Daxia!” And during this Tianmo Tower Trial, we people of Daxia should unite and love each other, and face the outside world as one!
"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Wu Dapang. I wonder what your esteemed name is"
Lin Feng thought for a moment, and replied, "Bai Feiyu!"
This name is exactly the given name of Bai Shan Jian Zun, and it matches his current attire.
"Bai Feiyu... soars beyond the heavens, with boundless skies! What a great name, what a wonderful name!"
Wu Dapang nodded in approval.
"Your name is pretty good too! Wu Dapang, just like your name…"
Lin Feng responded listlessly while using his divine sense to scan the surroundings.
Although many strong warriors from the land of Wa, such as Ozawa Rias, died, it didn't have much impact on the Heavenly Demon Tower Trial...
As far as he can see,
There are at least hundreds of cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm...
No cultivator of the Refining Void Realm below two digits.
As for the fusion realm, there were even two people in the arena!
The one standing on the high platform was Mo Hai.
The other was a man in white standing with the Ice Spirit Palace Saintess, Tang Shiya!
"It's not fair! While powerful cultivators from the Lingjie Xianxu Realm are forbidden to come here, numerous gods can freely dispatch cultivators from the Xianxu Realm, and even those at the Hě Tǐ (Fusion) stage. "
Lin Feng coldly thought to himself.
Just then.
A soft chuckle came from afar.
"Aren't these the descendants of the Huangshan guardians"
Wu Dapang was deep in thought about Lin Feng's background.
Abruptly hearing this sentence,
Immediately, I looked.
When he saw the newcomer, a look of deep fear flashed across his fleshy face.
"Murong Fu!"
Wu Dapang blurted out three words.
"Murong"
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.
The Murong family was one of the most powerful families in ancient times, with a depth of cultivation that was no less than the Eight Ancient Clans. They were also the mastermind behind Bai Feiyu's regretful failure to achieve ascension!
As for the Huangshan Tomb Guardians, they are one of the Eight Ancient Clans!
After the ancient cataclysm, eight clans perished and four vanished.
The remaining four clans were divided into the utterly fallen Kunlun Jiang family and the Tai Shan Feng Chan Zhao family, the Huangshan Shou Ling Wu family, and the Penglai Xian Dao Xuanyuan family...
Lin Feng didn't expect that this Wu Dapang was actually a descendant of the Tomb Guarding Clan!
Between thoughts,
Murong Fu and Tang Shisha have already walked forward together.
One was strikingly handsome with a noble bearing, dressed in white as snow,
One wearing a pink dress, bright-eyed and charming, with a thousand graces and a hundred charms...
As beautiful as a golden man and jade woman,
...attracted the attention of quite a few people around...
"I never expected that after so many years, your cultivation would still have not improved at all!"
Murong Fu ignored Lin Feng, who was standing beside him. He smiled and looked at Wu Dapang.
"Nature is no match for your Murong family! You're all about playing favorites and looking out for yourselves!"
Wu Dapang replied with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"To follow the wind and act selfishly Do you think it's appropriate for you to say this to me now"
Murong said with an impassive face.
“Am I wrong As a person from the Central Plains, shouldn't we stay in our homeland instead of running to the West Coast of America”
"How is it Is the moon abroad a little rounder"
"Over so many years, with the care of several divine clans, I presume the Murong clan has been thriving, hasn't it"
Wu Dapang sneered repeatedly,
Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this. He suddenly raised his hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips towards Wu Dapang.
This speed is too fast!
Wu Dapang couldn't dodge completely, he was shot in the chest. In an instant, he felt his heart tremble violently, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
“You...”
Wu Dapang looked grim.
"This isn't five hundred years ago! Back then, we were evenly matched in the battle between East and West, but now I'm at the Hě Tǐ Jìng stage, while you're still at the Huà Shén Jìng. What do you have to fight me with"
Even if it weren't me, not even with this beautiful woman by my side, you wouldn't stand a chance!
Murong Fu suddenly stopped Tang Shiya's slender waist,
Tang Shiya's body stiffened, but she didn't refuse. Instead, she gently leaned into Murongfu's arms!
"Your Murong clan was once one of the most prominent families in Daxia!"
Wu Dapang's voice was filled with grief and indignation.
"Great Xia Ha... This world is very realistic, strength is the only way. Holding onto an old and dilapidated country, you're just a frog at the bottom of a well!"
"Look at the Japanese, they've done a good job. They were once a low people, but they tried every means to merge with the blood of the gods, giving birth to half-human, half-god descendants!"
"Millennia have passed, and the people of Japan have changed their appearance and called themselves the descendants of the great gods of Yamato! What about Daxia They claim to be descendants of the dragon and Yanhuang, but it's just a ridiculous empty talk!"
Murong Fu sneered again and again.
Wu Dapang was heartbroken and didn't know what to say. Finally, he uttered a single sentence:
"A son does not disdain his mother's ugliness, and a dog does not disdain its poor home..."
"This is just your wishful thinking! In the future, what you call the Eight Great Clans will be wiped out by time, while our Murong Clan will ascend to immortality and coexist with the world!"
Murong Fu said.
Wu Dapang knew he couldn't reason with Murong Fu, so he fist-bumped Lin Feng and then turned to leave.
"Did I let you go"
Murong interrupted Wu Dapang.
What else do you want
Wu Dapang looked alert.
Your words just now upset me, leave with one arm!
Murong Fu remained expressionless.
"Impossible!"
Wu Dapang resolutely refused!
Although a limb severed wouldn't be much of a problem for someone with cultivation, as they could regenerate it at any time using their spiritual energy, the crowd at Xisha Square was surging right now!
After what just happened,
Countless eyes are now fixed upon this place!
If one were to sever their own arm, it would undoubtedly bring shame upon the Wu family!
That's not up to you!
Murong Fu let out a cold snort and directly reached out with his big hand to grab Wu Dapang's right arm.
Wu Dapang wanted to resist, but he discovered that at some point, a pressure belonging to a powerhouse at the Integration Realm had pinned him down, leaving him unable to move!
"Ah!!!"
Wu Dapang roared furiously, his face flushed red and his eyes bloodshot. He wanted to break free, but there was no use at all. He could only watch helplessly as Murong Fu's big hand reached out...
Upon seeing this scene,
The audience in the field was all excitedly watching.
Among them are angels, divine races, dark races, demon races, and even demonic deities.
And just then.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a large hand shot out from the side, firmly grasping Murong Fu's wrist, preventing him from moving!
Don't be too domineering in your dealings with people!
Lin Feng exerted himself slightly, and pushed Murong Fu several meters away!
……
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