City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

"Back to the master, I found out. This person's name is Leng Fan. He is about twenty years old. Everything about his identity and background is a mystery. His strength surpasses his innateness and his contacts are very close to the local chaebol Zhou's family." An Eastern man, about forty years old, stood in front of Westerners with a humble expression.

"Leng Fan? I have never heard of this person. He is still very young. When did the Eastern supernatural genius appear such a powerful genius. Once such a genius grows up, it will be a great threat to our Western Devildom, so this person must To die." The Westerner said coldly.

"Master, this person's whereabouts have been monitored by us all the time, I don't know when to do it? After all, there are many supernaturalists in the local area, so make arrangements in advance." The Eastern man replied.

"Haha" The westerner sneered, and then arrogantly replied: "What arrangement, even if there are many Eastern supernatural powers, do you think it will threaten me? I am the prince of blood, and the one next to him is a wolf of wolf clan. Wang, the strength has surpassed your so-called congenital. Well, needless to say, now take us to see that person, and immediately after killing 30 18-year-old virgins, I haven’t tasted Eastern women’s for a long time. It smells, haha..."

The Eastern man followed with a cold smile on his face, and then took them into a black car and left the airport.

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Leng Fan naturally didn't know that danger was approaching him at this time, and he was still being tortured by the woman Chen Jing. At this time, they were dining in a very elegant western restaurant, and the people around almost seemed to be rich.

Leng Fan has seen many restaurants like this on TV, but it is the first time he has come to such a place, so he is still curious and unaccustomed.

"Leng Fan, you look into my eyes." Chen Jing put down the knife and fork in her hand, holding her forehead in both hands and demanded to Leng Fan.

Leng Fan looked up, looked at her, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Jing had changed her outfit at this time, a black evening dress, and her V-chest looked really charming from a distance.

"Don't you think I am beautiful now? Don't you want to have me?" Chen Jing's words were straightforward, and she showed the unique charm of a woman when she spoke.

Leng Fan was stunned for a moment and replied, "I don't want to."

Of course, Leng Fan’s answer would make Chen Jing very angry, but Chen Jing seemed to have expected him to answer this way, so she continued: "What kind of woman is Zhou Jiaqi in your eyes?"

Suddenly speaking of Zhou Jiaqi, her figure immediately appeared in Leng Fan's mind.

"Are you thinking about her again? I really don't understand. When such a beautiful woman is placed in front of you, you will fall into your arms as long as you nod your head. Why do you want to think about other women? Shouldn't you men just meet each other? Forget righteousness?" Chen Jing said again.

Leng Fan replied after a moment of silence: "I am not that kind of person, and that is, the relationship between me and Miss Zhou is not the kind you mentioned, but there is no guarantee that it will not change in the future."

"Do you like Zhou Jiaqi?" Chen Jing asked immediately.

Leng Fan didn't know how to answer, because he wanted to deny it, but he couldn't say it, nor could he say it if he wanted to admit it.

"Leng Fan, can you give me a chance?" Chen Jing was waiting for Leng Fan's answer, but Leng Fan didn't know a word for a long time, so she spoke again, and this opening directly stunned Leng Fan.

Chen Jing's words were too serious, with a serious expression and heartache tears in her eyes. This is a natural weapon of a woman, who touches a man with her own shining tears, and the success rate is very high. Moreover, Chen Jing is so beautiful, and her appearance makes it hard for men not to be moved by her.

Leng Fan is a man, he is a normal man, he also has pity, Xiang Xiyu, so he saw the woman in front of him so sensational, his heartbeat has begun to accelerate.

"This, I, don't do this." Leng Fan finally suffocated this sentence for a long time.

Chen Jing shook her head and continued to reply in her emotional language: "I am just doing what I should do, pursuing the man I like. I didn't do anything wrong, so I will continue until you promise me. ."

Leng Fan couldn't stand this woman's initiative and was still so sensational. He turned his head to the side and took a deep breath.

"How is your heart moving?" Chen Jing pointed at him and asked excitedly.

"No, not at all." Leng Fan vetoed directly.

Chen Jing replied triumphantly: "You must be moved, or why is your face so red? Humph! You lost."

Leng Fan: "..."

Leng Fan opened his mouth, just when he wanted to quibble again, suddenly he felt a force that he had never felt before approaching him. He turned his head and looked back, and saw two Westerners with blond hair and high noses.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

Leng Fan said: "I felt murderous. When I was practicing in the capital, I often encountered fierce beasts. They would exude murderous intent to me, so I felt that the two Westerners had murderous intent on me, but I did not Don't know them."

Chen Jing looked in that direction and saw two Westerners, who were relatively older and looked very ordinary, and did not make her feel uncomfortable. So she replied, "Do you feel wrong? They are normal!"

Leng Fan shook his head. As the two Westerners approached, he became more and more sure that these two Westerners were malicious towards him, so he said vigilantly: "Miss Chen, you better leave now, and I can protect you later. No matter you, these two people seem to be very strong."

After speaking, Leng Fan got up from the stool and walked straight towards the two Westerners.

"It's not simple, this Easterner can actually feel our killing intent on him, and the strength is really powerful." The Westerner saw Leng Fan actively approaching them, one of them said.

Another person replied: "I have a bit of strength, so I can't let this Easterner live. When he grows up, we Western demons will die because of him."

After a brief conversation between the two, they did not say a word to Leng Fan, and immediately shot.

"Bang..." The elegant restaurant suddenly went into chaos, crackling sounds spread, tables and chairs flew up, and then smashed directly in the air. Many people just flew out of the window without knowing what happened...

Leng Fan fought directly with the two Westerners. One of the two Westerners suddenly turned red, and opened his mouth to see the white fangs. Another Westerner's eyes turned green, a row of black fangs appeared when he opened his mouth, and a circle of white hair grew on his face.

"Are you Western Demon Race?" Leng Fan looked at the changes of the two of them, thinking that he had recently heard about the appearance of Western Demon Race, and guessed their identity.

"Yes, we are the Western demons, and the Western supernatural beings in your mouth. Today is your death date. Take your life." The red eye pupils Westerners are very fast. This is the skill and speed of Western vampires.

Leng Fan punched out with a fist and collided with the green-eyed Westerner. The two immediately separated, and the ground where they were separated was directly shaken by a big hole.

Ten seconds later, the entire restaurant collapsed, and most of the people in the restaurant were buried in it.

Leng Fan actually noticed this, but he couldn't stop it at all, because he couldn't defeat these two Western demons within a few strokes, so he had to leave here, even if he was fighting, he had to find a place with no one around.

"I don't know why you are killing me? But since you are here, come with me and see if you can kill me." After Leng Fan finished speaking, he flew directly into the sky.

After the two western demons looked at each other, they immediately followed and flew up.

At this time, Chen Jing crawled out of the ruins. When the Western Mozu shot, she was hit by an invisible force. Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person, and her body was relatively resistant to beatings, so she just suffered. Minor injuries.

At this moment, the phone in her pocket rang.

"Xiaojing, just got the information. Two prince-level supernaturalists have come from the Western Demon Race. Their purpose is to kill your little man, so you'd better leave that person now, so as not to affect you. "A voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that the two western demons have already been killed and they have fought with Leng Fan." Chen Jing replied angrily.

"Fighting? Who wins?" asked expectantly on the other end of the phone.

"I don't know, just after half a minute of fighting, I was blown away, and the surrounding houses were all shattered by the afterwaves of their fighting. The battle between the innate strong is not something we can get close to. Fortunately, I have a little strength. , Otherwise I will be hit by the aftermath and I will go to see the King Yan directly." Chen Jing replied with a look of fear, and she kept remembering the moment of the fight in her mind, and the strength displayed by both sides made her tremble all over her body. stand up.

"Then you leave first, don’t get close to their battle. But pay attention to who wins in the end? If it is a Westerner who wins, you have to leave immediately, because we know that one of them is the prince of blood, and he likes drinking women’s blood very much. , So you have to pay attention. If Leng Fan wins, it will be even more terrifying. The Western Demon Race will definitely send more powerful abilities to seek revenge, so no matter what the outcome of the battle tonight is, we will not I want to see." The voice on the other end of the phone became more pessimistic.

"Grandpa, don't worry about this and worry about that. Today I learned some secrets from that kid. In fact, our Eastern power world is not so weak, and there are many strong people that we don't know..." Chen Jing began to talk about what Leng Fan had said. He had seen a lot of Eastern supernatural powers beyond the innate powerhouse.

And Leng Fan had already flown to the outskirts at this time and came to the top of a deserted mountain.

"Swish" a golden light shot out from his hand, and he held a white long sword in the air.