Eight Desolate Gods

Lin Feng looked at the door of the room with cold eyes.

At the same time, the slight sound of footsteps also stopped abruptly, and Lin Feng could clearly feel that at this moment, there was a person standing there outside his room door.

"Hehe, Xu Wentian, how dare you come to Anfu?"

"Today, Mr. Japan must let your reputation be discredited."

Outside the room door, the young man's soft words were faintly heard and vaguely heard.

After concentrating on it, although the boy's voice was small, it all fell into Lin Feng's ears.

Came here for Xu Wentian?

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

"crunch~"

At this moment, there was a creaking sound, and Lin Feng's door was pushed open.

At the same time, with the opening of the door.

A young man who was about the same age as Lin Feng and dressed luxuriously appeared in Lin Feng's field of vision.

The two looked at each other, and the young man looked at Lin Feng, who had a bad look and a face full of anger.

The expression on the young man's face also froze abruptly, and suddenly, the whole space fell into a brief silence.

"Yo?"

"Yo yo?"

"Who is this?"

"With such a ghostly appearance, who are you scaring?"

"Is this Xu Wentian's friend?"

"Sure enough, he has the same virtue as Xu Wentian, and he looks like this ghost~"

The boy saw that the person in the room was not Xu Wentian, but Lin Feng, after a moment of stupefaction.

The young man glanced at Lin Feng, a look of disdain instantly appeared on his face, and his disdainful words came out one after another.

"I call you Immortal Banban~"

"What are you again?"

At this moment, Lin Feng was still brooding over the failure of refining the Stone Storm Talisman due to the interruption just now.

Now, the sudden words of the young man were like igniting gunpowder. In Lin Feng's heart, anger erupted uncontrollably.

Lin Feng didn't care who the luxuriously dressed young man in front of him was or what his identity was.

Lin Feng stepped forward in one step, and rushed in front of the young man in two or three steps.

"Crack~"

An extremely clear voice sounded in this space.

I saw that Lin Feng's slap landed firmly on the young man's cheek.

"you?"

"Do you dare to hit me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

After being slapped by Lin Feng solidly, the young man was stunned for an instant. Looking at Lin Feng, the young man's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, the boy's face became gloomy again in an instant.

Looking at Lin Feng, in the young man's eyes, a strong killing intent circulated in his eyes.

"I, An Jiyuan, am so old, this is the first time someone dared to slap me An Jiyuan."

"Also, my father is the Great Elder of Anfu, and my cousin is Cui Yanhan from Feihe Peak of Tianyuanzong~"

"You are walking with Fatty Xu, I am afraid you are also a disciple of Tianyuanzong?"

"Cui Yanhan, do you know that my cousin, who is at the peak of the Ninth Layer Realm of Opening Pulse, may enter the Spirit Gathering Realm at any time~"

"Hehe, let me tell you, my cousin's fighting power is enough to be ranked in the top fifty of the Feihe list~"

"Do you dare to hit me?"

Looking at Lin Feng in front of him, at this moment, An Jiyuan's angry and arrogant words sounded one after another.

"Hehe, Cui Yanhan? Like thunder~"

Listening to An Jiyuan's words, Lin Feng didn't have the slightest fear on his face, instead his eyes narrowed sharply.

For Cui Yanhan, Lin Feng has a deep impression, she and Tian Yu are very close.

She was also there when Lin Feng and Tian Yu Fenglei fought to the death.

Especially Cui Yanhan's aloof appearance is still fresh in Lin Feng's memory.

Lin Feng was very disgusted just by taking a look at it.

"Haha, you know? If you know, why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake?"

Seeing that Lin Feng knew, in an instant, a very proud smile appeared on An Jiyuan's face.

He yelled at Lin Feng in high spirits.

"Hehe, you told me to kneel down?"

Suddenly, Lin Feng suddenly raised his head and looked at An Jiyuan in front of him. Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile that was not a smile.

"Not kneeling?"

"In my Anjiyuan territory, today, if you kneel, you have to kneel, if you don't kneel, you have to kneel~"

"I know you are at the fourth level of the opening of the veins, but so what?"

"I, An Jiyuan, am the pinnacle of the Fourth Level of Meridian Opening. Don't think that just because you are a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect is nothing special."

"In Anfu, my father is the Great Elder, and what I got was the full training of Anfu."

"My An Jiyuan's combat strength is beyond what you, a bumpkin, can imagine~"

"If it wasn't for your sneak attack just now, I was unprepared. Do you think you can hit me?"

An Jiyuan took a step forward, and his face instantly became extremely cold.

At the same time, the breath of the Fourfold Opening Vessel surged violently.

In the next second, An Jiyuan's figure was like the wind, waving his fist and hitting Lin Feng's head.

With this punch, An Jiyuan punched like the wind, very confident, before the fist hit Lin Feng, there was already a satisfied arc on the corner of An Jiyuan's mouth.

In An Jiyuan's opinion, his punch was excellent, no matter the attack route or the speed of attack, it was impeccable.

"Crack~"

However, just when the arc of An Jiyuan's mouth became bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, Lin Feng moved, and Lin Feng's slap was almost extreme, under An Jiyuan's eyes full of astonishment.

One of Lin Feng's slaps landed on An Jiyuan's cheek fiercely.

"Damn, it's really fucking noisy, there's so much fucking nonsense~"

"Crack~"

Before An Jiyuan could react, Lin Feng slapped An Jiyuan's other cheek again with a backhand.

"How, how is this possible?"

It is also the fourth stage of opening the pulse, but An Jiyuan was stunned by Lin Feng's two strokes.

Because An Jiyuan found out that he was like a child in front of Lin Feng, who was at the peak of the [-]th stage of opening the pulse, and he was powerless to fight back.

"You dare to hit me? I'm a big..."

With a face full of disbelief, An Jiyuan subconsciously spoke again.

However, the words were not finished yet.

"Crack~"

Another slap from Lin Feng landed on An Jiyuan's cheek hard.

"I'll make you big~"

~

"Cui Yanhan is my cousin..."

~

"Crack~"

"I let you Cui~"

"Crack~"

"I'll let you stay up in the middle of the night and wander around~"

"Crack~"

"I asked you to disturb me at such a critical moment~"

"Crack~"

"I almost succeeded, do you know that?"

"Crack~"

"Stone storm talisman, it's all because of you kid, I've fallen short~"

Lin Feng slapped him with one sentence, and the anger in his heart for failing to engrave the stone storm talisman completely broke out at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, An Jiyuan's cheeks were swollen high by Lin Feng's slaps and slaps one after another like raindrops.

Looking at An Jiyuan, who was almost beaten into a pig's head, and Lin Feng, who was suffocated because of the failure of refining the stone storm talisman, his face finally looked a little better at the moment~

However, just when Lin Feng was secretly feeling happy.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura of the Ninth Level of Pulse Opening locked onto Lin Feng very abruptly.

"Boy, you are so courageous, you dare to beat Mr. Ji Yuan?"

A cold voice sounded, and then, a middle-aged man in black armor rushed into Lin Feng's room very abruptly.

One punch hit Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng's face changed, and his body flew upside down in an instant.

"It's you?"