"Ling Feng, what do you want to do?

When locked by Ling Feng's murderous gaze, Lin Jiejun's face suddenly became as white as paper, and his facial features were displaced.

Ah Li's strength is at the ninth layer of the Mortal Realm, and with the assistance of the Zhantian God Axe, he will be defeated in Ling Feng's hands with one move, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead at the moment.

Lin Jiejun was completely stunned, how could he still have the intention of competing with Ling Feng?

"Didn't you keep saying that you want to take my life with your own hands?"

Ling Feng said with a smile: "I'll give you this opportunity now." ”

"Ling Feng, Young Master Ben is the body of a daughter, a human being, and you are just a mad dog, could it be that if you are bitten by a dog, Young Master Ben will bite back?"

Lin Jiejun stepped back, just hiding behind Chu Soul Aotian and Li Wuxian, and when he was ready, he shouted fearlessly: "You are a mad dog anyway, you will bark, Wangwang, come and bite me, Wangwang, come and bite me!"

Cai Xin, Ling Xue, Ling Qingzhu, Xiong Dasan, Qingfeng Mingyue...... Even those who supported Lin Jiejun had a look of disdain flashing in their eyes at the moment.

This Lin Jiejun was really embarrassed and thrown home, just swore to take Ling Feng's life, and saw Ling Feng extremely cruel at this moment, he hurriedly hid in the crowd, and shouted arrogantly, it was really not a man's doing.

"Blacksmith's son, do you think I can't do anything about hiding in the crowd?"

Ling Feng's gaze swept over Chu Soul Aotian, and there was no injury, and a group of family disciples who were blocking in front of him also felt that it was difficult to take down Lin Jiejun.

But if you want Ling Feng to spare Lin Jiejun so easily. He was really unwilling.

"Wang, come and bite me! Wang, come and bite me!"

Lin Jiejun blindly repeated these two sentences. Again became triumphant.

There are many people on his side, plus Chu Soul is arrogant, Ling Feng wants to control himself, it is simply a fool's dream.

"My brother said that he wanted you to die for the third watch, and even the king of Hades couldn't keep you until the fifth watch!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Lin Jiejun.

Lin Jiejun's face was disdainful, and he just wanted to fight back, but suddenly his neck was cold. He subconsciously looked down, only to see a sharp sword on his neck at some point.

The chill of the sword. Forced goosebumps on the skin around his neck.

There was no injury, Chu Soul Aotian also noticed something unusual, and several people couldn't help but turn their heads to look behind them.

I saw a young man with a cold face, silver hair and white clothes, and a face with dry skin like tree bark. The old man without a trace of blood stood behind Lin Jiejun.

And at this moment, the sword in the hand of the grim-faced young man was on Lin Jiejun's neck, and a trace of blood quietly dripped down the blade.

These two people were none other than Seal Sword and Elder Shenmu.

"Who are you, don't mess around, Lin Gongzi is the only son of the rich helmsman of the Wudian Palace, if there is a mistake, you will definitely not be able to afford it. ”

Chu Soul Aotian's face changed, full of incomprehension, he had personally seen the banquet invitation list. And the old and young in front of him, even he doesn't know him.

"Seal the sword, release the people first. ”

Elder Shenmu's face changed. Shen Yinhui, instructed.

This time, he and Feng Jian went down the mountain to run errands, and happened to fly over the open-air square, and when he saw Ling Feng and people arguing, he wanted to come forward to stand up for Ling Feng and win over Ling Feng.

Who expected that Ling Feng's opponent was also a hot potato. It's not like throwing it away at the moment, and it's a dilemma.

"Nope. Until my brother speaks, my Shadow Sword will not listen. ”

Feng Jian refused Elder Shenmu's order and stared at Ling Feng without a trace of expression on his face: "Ling Feng, how do you want to play?"

The many guests who were watching were also surprised in their hearts, they all knew through Fang Cai's words that Ling Feng was born in a small family in Tianming City, and he didn't have a strong background, how could all the disciples of the Heavenly Providence Sect know him?

It's just a matter of knowing each other, what makes them unacceptable is that they all seem to have a fateful friendship with Ling Feng, and they don't even care about the son of the deputy helmsman of the Martial Palace, and if they want to kill or chop Ling Feng, it's just a matter of Ling Feng's words.

"I want his head. ”

Ling Feng said succinctly.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart, that is, he wanted Lin Jiejun's life, no matter what the price was.

"As you wish. ”

Feng Jian didn't hesitate at all, and the long sword bloomed with a cold light and pulled sideways.

"Ah, don't kill me, help!!"

The breath of death was pervasive, Lin Jiejun's face was like ashes, his legs were like playing cotton, and he trembled wildly.

Chu Soul Aotian's heart also instantly raised his throat, if Lin Jiejun had an accident in the Huibin Building, he would not be able to explain.

But with Chu Soul Aotian's cultivation, he couldn't save Lin Jiejun from Feng Jian's hands at all, not to mention that there was still an unfathomable Divine Wood Elder standing beside Feng Jian.

At this moment, in the void, the vitality surged, condensed a giant hand several feet in size, and grabbed the sealing sword head.

This hand is entangled in black mist, and the coercion contained in it is extremely terrifying, and the cultivation of the person who made the shot has at least reached the Divine Bridge Realm, or even higher!

Elder Shenmu's face turned cold, and he pinched a spell with both hands, and a golden defensive shield covered with runes suddenly condensed.

The big hand and the golden shield touched together, like a stone thrown into the water of a lake, causing ripples......

The diffuse energy ripples forced the space to be turbulent, and the people standing around, the martial artists whose strength had not reached the Juyuan Realm, were affected by the energy, and they were all turbulent and crumbling.

"You are so bold that you dare to hold the son of this helmsman hostage?"

After the black giant hand and the golden defensive shield dissipated at the same time, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, at the entrance of the open-air square, several figures appeared.

Running at the head was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, a vicious smile appeared on his face, and the locks of hair on his forehead were like the long tongue of a poisonous snake while running, constantly swallowing.

This middle-aged man is the one who suddenly made a move to try to save Lin Jiejun, he is the deputy helmsman of the rudder of the Languo Martial Palace, Lin Shiping, and Lin Jiejun's father.

Behind Lin Shiping, he followed a few glamorous girls unhurriedly.

The first woman was the most conspicuous, she was slim and beautiful, with hair that fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, a butterfly-like hairpin, reflecting a pink dress, shining with stars under the moonlight, like a beautiful butterfly fairy.

This girl is the protagonist of the banquet, Ao Bingyue!

At this moment, Ao Bingyue's face was not good-looking, her round eyes were filled with a trace of inexplicable annoyance, when she found Ling Feng's figure, her beautiful eyes turned to appear in shock, it seemed that it was difficult to understand how Ling Feng could appear here.

"I don't care who you are, from which force you come from, or which sect you are a disciple of. ”

Lin Shiping stared at the sealed sword holding Lin Jiejun hostage, and said coldly: "The acquaintance immediately released my son, otherwise, the anger of the martial palace is not something that you small forces can bear." ”

"It turned out to be the helmsman of the rudder division of the Yulan Guowu Palace, and I am fortunate to meet it. ”

Elder Shenmu arched his hand at Lin Shiping, and said with a pleasant face.

He also had the intention of retreating, if the person who came was a small role in the martial palace, he would not take it to heart at all.

But the person in front of him is the deputy helmsman of the Martial Palace, although the Providence Gate is the Nine-Rank Sect, but for the sake of trivial matters, it is also extremely irrational to offend a deputy hall master of the Martial Palace. (