Urban Super Cultivation

After receiving enough news, Lin Feng had a plan in mind, that is... a quick fight!

After getting it done here, quickly flew over and robbed Thunder Tribulation with Dujie's people.

Anyway, the speed of five hundred miles, for Chitakisuo, is just a stick of incense.

Since then, Lin Feng didn't intend to sneak in and try to save people. He was simply upright and straightforward. He stood up and wanted to fight quickly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Situ Shaofeng stiffened all over, and slowly turned his head, his eyes met Lin Feng.

Lin Feng noticed that Situ Shaofeng's expression was completely distorted at this time, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his gaze looked like a wild beast that had found its prey.

"Lin Dasheng, you really dare to come!"

Situ Shaofeng said word by word.

He felt that today was his lucky day, and the excitement and excitement in his heart made him have the urge to laugh wildly.

However, Situ Shaofeng decided to endure, and it would not be too late to celebrate after he really caught Lin Dasheng.

After a short silence around the square, it suddenly became lively.

Many of the monks lay down on the ground, crying and shouting, yelling at Lin Feng.

There is no other reason, just now, they just made a bet, because the odds are too low, the betting is too small, there is no profit at all, so most of the monks took out more than half of their belongings, and some even took all of their belongings. They all invested in, ready to make a fortune.

Who would have thought that this Great Sage Lin really dared to come, and still with such an extremely arrogant posture.

Everyone used their spiritual sense to investigate Lin Feng, and the results of the investigation were correct. It was confirmed that Lin Feng was only in the middle stage of transforming a god.

The same was true for Situ Shaofeng. After seeing Lin Feng's cultivation level, he was even happier.

Although he was puzzled, why did Lin Feng break through from the second level to the fourth level in this short period of less than a month, but now he doesn't care about this anymore. After all, in his opinion, as long as he is around The two monks in the combined phase of the cultivator started, there is no difference between the early stage of the transformation and the middle stage of the transformation.

"Here comes to save people in the middle of the transformation? Is he here to send death? Damn guy, it is good to commit suicide directly before death, and pit our spirit stone before death!"

Countless monks gritted their teeth with hatred for Lin Feng's arrival.

But on a certain roof, the monk who opened the market before had a ugly face.

At first, when he saw Lin Dasheng coming, he was still very excited.

After all, the wealth he currently holds is as high as 500 million inferior spirit stones, and Lin Dasheng will bet on it. Except for a major customer who placed 20 million, the rest are all small things, and the total amount is only one million. The look of Lingshi.

When he saw Dasheng Lin, the monk was inexplicably excited and thought he was making a lot of money.

After the result, he calculated the odds.

Lin Feng's bet caused a lot of unease among the cultivators, so that in the end, the proportion of gambling on the Great Sage Lin's meeting rose again.

So the problem came.

After the monk did some calculations, he found that five hundred million spirit stones would basically be paid to this big brother who had paid twenty million!

After all the odds and ends, he didn't even have much left.

Although he did not lose money, don't forget that, as the creator of the gambling market, he caused countless monks to ruin their families.

Perhaps these monks are a little jealous because he is a member of the Weihai Gang, but secretly it is impossible to guarantee that they will not trip him.

These are all unpredictable.

This means that he offended all the monks who participated in this bet in Sihua City.

This made him cry without a place to cry.

"Damn, no, that kid is only in the mid-stage of becoming a god, I can't just make him so free..."

A fierce color flashed in the eyes of this fit monk, and he secretly made up his mind. If the other party came to him with a jade slip, then he would take Lin Feng to a place where there was no one and kill him. It's worth even if it's a rollaway.

Lin Feng didn't know that he had been included in the blacklist of the killer by the monk who opened the market. Of course, he didn't care about it.

In the early stage of the fit, if you said something bad, in the eyes of Lin Feng, it was no different from the ants.

On the square, under countless monks' pointers, Lin Feng's reaction was rather plain: "This place belongs to your home?"

Situ Shaofeng was startled when he was asked, and frowned: "Of course not, this city center does not belong to any power."

"Then why don't I dare to come? This is not yours."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and continued to walk forward.

But the two old men had separated from the sides, surrounding Lin Feng.

As long as Situ Shaofeng gave an order, the two of them were confident that they could capture Lin Feng within one breath.

"You... when you die, you still dare to take advantage of your tongue. It seems that you are really confused by cultivation."

Situ Shaofeng smiled coldly, but did not immediately issue an instruction to catch Lin Feng. Instead, he turned his head and grabbed the beard on the face of the old white-bearded ghost and forcibly pulled him up.

The severe pain caused the old white beard ghost in the muddle to regain a sense of consciousness.

"Old guy, haven't you noticed yet? Dasheng Lin really came to save you. Interesting, too interesting."

Situ Shaofeng spits stars and splashes, laughing wantonly.

Hearing Situ Shaofeng's words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the old ghost with white beard barely regained consciousness.

He raised his head stiffly, his dim and dull gaze matched Lin Feng's gaze.

"Old Ghost White Beard, we met again. The drinks we had in the Friendship Residence were not good last time. This time I'm going to be a host, let's have a good drink, how about?"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Old Ghost White Beard was dumbfounded.

For some reason, after seeing Lin Feng's calm and composed smile, the old ghost with white beard felt that his spirit had recovered a little bit, and his heart, which had been desperate to the edge of collapse, was forced back.

Lin Feng's words caused a boo from the monks present.

Even some monks felt that Lin Feng was arrogant and arrogant, but he was still so stiff when his death was approaching.

No one believes that Lin Feng, a cultivator in the middle stage of the little transformation stage, can survive under the attack of two cultivators in the combined stage.

"Lin... Fellow Lin, you..."

Old Ghost White Beard opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He knew that with Lin Feng's current situation, even if he let him go, he would not be able to go. It would be useless to say more.

"Stammer, watch it carefully."

Lin Feng flicked his finger, and the sound of breaking the wind rang out, and an elixir was bounced into the mouth of the old white-bearded ghost under the eyelids of Situ Shaofeng and the two monks in the conjoined stage.

The pill went directly into his throat, and the old ghost with white beard was so choked, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Refining well, then watch the show."

After Lin Feng said lightly, he turned his head and looked at the fit-aged old man on the left, and then at the right. Under the gaze of the two, he stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at them respectively.

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