Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Ling Feng and others saw Zhu Rong's aggressive attitude, which was indeed very unpleasant.

Especially Zhu Rong actually said that the Temple of the Witch God was all rubbish, which also caused Ling Feng, Jiang Yunfan and others to be insulted indiscriminately.

"Senior Brother Murong, who is that kid? He is so arrogant!"

Jiang Yunfan clenched his fists. If this was not the Tianxia Tower, and this was not the place to take action, he would not have been able to help but take action just because Zhu Rong cursed the Witch God Temple for rubbish.

"He is the genius of the Red Flame God Clan among the three major God Clan who came to participate in Tianhe's martial arts performance this time."

Murong Zijie took a deep breath, transmitted his voice with his spiritual consciousness, and said in a hateful voice: "Ten years ago, he not only took away the opportunity from me, but also forced me to kneel and kowtow to him. If the great wizard from the temple hadn't arrived in time, I would have been dead. I’m afraid I can only kneel down to him. I didn’t expect to meet here again ten years later!”

Murong Zijie clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with hatred.

"The Gods are so awesome! Damn it!"

Jiang Yunfan and Han Lingxiang were both filled with indignation.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhu Rong.

Murong Zijie was pretty good to him. If he had a chance, he would let Zhu Rong taste the feeling of being humiliated in public.

Manager Na Hua was caught between two groups of people, and his head was as big as a fight. He quickly apologized to both parties and said with a smile: "I will arrange your challenge right away, haha, right away, right away!"

"challenge?"

When Zhu Rong heard this, he suddenly became interested. His eyes swept over the people beside Murong Zijie, and then he laughed, "Everyone in the Temple of the Witch God is really inferior to the other. Why, who wants to challenge to enter the fifth floor?" Qualifications, come on, let me guess.”

Zhu Rong's eyes swept across Jiang Yunfan and Han Lingxiang, and finally fell on Ling Feng. He immediately burst into laughter, "What the hell? In the early stage of the Nine Transformation Realm, your Witch God Temple won't even do this." Send them out to participate in the Tianhe martial arts show?"

Zhu Rong laughed louder and louder, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that I really think too highly of your Witch God Temple. Why, you can't even get four saints together, can you?"

Murong Zijie was furious when he heard this. Not to mention him, even Jiang Yunfan and Han Lingxiang clenched their fists tightly.

This Zhu Rong's mouth is too mean!

"It's just a matter of cleaning up a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps. We, the Witch God Temple, don't need to send out real experts, so I'll just make do with it."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, but Ling Feng stepped forward calmly and looked at Zhu Rong.

Ling Feng has never been afraid of anyone more than a poisonous tongue.

Since Zhu Rong sincerely wanted to be tortured, Ling Feng could only satisfy his request.

"Um?"

Zhu Rong's eyes narrowed, never expecting that a small junior saint would dare to interrupt.

Such an ant can be killed with just one slap.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Who are you calling a rotten fish and a rotten shrimp? Say it again if you have the guts?"

Zhu Rong's cold gaze fell on Ling Feng, and a cold murderous aura seemed to have substance, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar instantly.

Everyone present was shocked. This Zhu Rong was really murderous.

"It seems that the smelly fish and rotten shrimp not only have bad breath, but are also deaf."

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed, "Originally I wanted to take action seriously during Tianhe's martial arts performance, but now it seems that I have to let you do a few tricks to prevent others from saying that we, the disciples of the Witch God Temple, like to bully disabled people!"

"What did you say?"

Zhu Rong had a violent temper, but when Ling Feng was so provoked, he immediately became furious. He stared at Ling Feng with a pair of angry eyes, and his eyes seemed to pop out.

"If your eyes pop out, wouldn't you be deaf and blind? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if you were any more pitiful, I wouldn't have the heart to attack you!"

Ling Feng shook his head for a while, the joking expression on his face was so irritating, so irritating.

"Pfft!"

Tuoba Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ling Feng's ability to make people angry is still so good.

"you wanna die!"

Zhu Rong was almost so angry that he breathed fire, and his whole body was shaken. For a moment, the entire fourth floor of the Tianxia Tower seemed to have turned into a magma purgatory, filled with scorching heat.

Soon, the warriors scattered around came over one after another.

After all, it is human nature to like to join in the fun.

"Master Zhu, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Manager Na Hua was anxious about something, and quickly stepped forward to hug Zhu Rong, "Master Zhu, calm down. You just said that you want to give our world a face, so you can't keep your word, right?"

Zhu Rong clenched his fists. He had indeed said such words just now, but it was too irritating to be unable to hold Ling Feng back.

"good!"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath and said in a hateful voice: "What I, Zhu Rong, have said is true of course, but..."

His eyes were fixed on Ling Feng, "Boy, don't you want to take a test to see if you are qualified to enter the fifth level? Well, anyone who tests is a test anyway, why not let me try you The quality of it!”

"this……"

Manager Hua's expression changed, "Master Zhu, isn't this against the rules?"

"Um?"

Zhu Rong glanced sideways at Manager Hua, who was so frightened that Manager Hua shrank his neck and his voice became weaker, "Master Zhu, if you really want to test it, you have to suppress your cultivation to the fifth level of the Ninth Transformation Realm, and , can only throw one punch."

"Humph, am I the kind of person who doesn't follow the rules?"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, "Boy, come here and take a punch from me. If you can take my punch, you will pass!"

"This...this...hey..."

Manager Hua was anxious for a while. He couldn't afford to offend the Red Flame God Clan on one side and the Witch God Temple on the other.

"Junior Brother Ling, this time it's all because of me..."

Murong Zijie gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ling, let's leave first. It will be the same next time we come back."

Next time, without the harassment of Zhu Rong, with Ling Feng's strength, it will not be easy to enter the fifth level.

"Yeah, run away, isn't this the style of your Witch God Temple, hehehehe."

Zhu Rong sneered, "But if you want to leave like this, then just crawl out like a dog!"

"It's too much!"

Murong Zijie finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Zhu Rong, I'll punch you!"

"Senior brother, I just said that there is no need for you to take action personally to deal with smelly fish and rotten shrimps."

Ling Feng pressed Murong Zijie's shoulder with one hand, took a step forward, and walked to the opposite side of Zhu Rong, "Just one punch, right?"

"Of course, just one punch."

Zhu Rong smiled, very sinisterly.

His character was one of retribution. Ling Feng had just dared to publicly humiliate him. Naturally, he would not let Ling Feng have an easy time.