Yan Zhaoge came to Liu Shengfeng.
Liu Shengfeng lay prone on the ground, and a strange and unpredictable black light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He lowered his head, seemingly hesitating.
Sensing Yan Zhaoge's undisguised killing intent, Liu Shengfeng raised his head suddenly, with a humble smile that was almost obsequious: "You're right, I really don't know real dragons with my eyes."
"I thought before that it won't be as long as you in the future, so if you want to do it now, take advantage of it."
"But it turns out that I have blind eyes and can't see Mount Tai. If you don't need it later, I'm no longer your opponent."
"From the beginning, I should avoid you." Liu Shengfeng said earnestly: "Your Excellency has a lot, don't worry about it like I do."
The giant panda's scumbag eyes seemed to be a little confused about the situation in front of it.
Zhang Yao and the middle-aged warrior were dumbfounded.
Is this what a congenital late-stage grandmaster can say
Is this something that a core disciple of Cangwu Mountain, a sacred place in the mountain area, can say
Is this what the proud, cruel and domineering Liu Shengfeng could say
Liu Shengfeng didn't seem to care about it at all, and he spoke very smoothly: "I am willing to offer this low-grade spirit soldier's mountain armor on me as an apology."
He paused for a moment, then continued: "Of course, you can also get the Chongshan Armor if you kill me, but I also have some savings over the years, although they may not be very precious, but there are also some uncommon things that can be offered together .”
Yan Zhaoge looked at Liu Shengfeng, but didn't speak.
Liu Shengfeng smiled kindly: "You don't have to worry about future troubles if you let me go. You also said that I'm bullying and fearing hard."
"Knowing that you are stronger than me, how can I still go up to the egg and hit the rock?"
"It's too late for me to hide from you. From now on, wherever you appear, I will immediately stay away."
"You are a new generation of Yan Wudi. In the future, you will become a person who will be famous forever like your father and the senior master of the noble sect."
"I'm just a small character, you don't need to take it to heart, just treat me as a fart and let me go."
Liu Shengfeng spoke very fast, as if he was afraid that he would be killed by Yan Zhaoge if he spoke slowly.
Zhang Yao couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but said: "You not only represent yourself, you are a disciple of Cangwu Mountain!"
Liu Shengfeng laughed and said: "I am ashamed of my master, if I can save my life today, I am willing to accept any punishment from my master after returning to the mountain."
"But right now, there's no need to carry the master out. Anyway, this Senior Brother Yan... oh, no, it's Senior Brother Yan. Anyway, Senior Brother Yan won't feel scruples about it."
"If he thinks I'm threatening and becomes more annoyed all of a sudden, won't my life be even more precarious?"
Zhang Yao was dumbfounded, looking at Liu Shengfeng speechless.
Liu Shengfeng stopped looking at her, turned to look at Yan Zhaoge, struggled to get up, slapped himself a few times with both hands left and right: "I should hit, I deserve it, I just ask you to spare my life."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Liu Shengfeng calmly: "Didn't you say before that you feel unhappy when you look at me, and you only feel comfortable when you kill me?"
Liu Shengfeng quickly slapped himself twice: "Senior Brother Yan, I was talking nonsense, so don't take it to heart."
"I have always respected and bowed to those who are stronger than me."
"I just ask you to spare my life, don't kill me, I will do whatever you ask me to do."
Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to hold the spirit sword Jade Dragon still embedded in the mountain armor on Liu Shengfeng's body, and then shook it.
The Purple Gold Thunder Sword and the Flying Thunder Knife vibrated together, complementing the Spirit Sword Jade Dragon.
Liu Shengfeng was unable to move at this moment. Although the Chongshan Armor on his body exploded in response, it was no match for the Lingbing controlled by Yan Zhaoge, and it disintegrated immediately.
"This mountain armor, of course we have to honor Senior Brother Yan." Liu Shengfeng didn't care.
Zhang Yao opened her mouth, but made no sound.
That is a spiritual soldier!
Even the core disciples of the Holy Land, like her, Sikong Qing, Chao Yuanlong, Xiao Yu, and Li Jingwan, would not be able to get a spirit weapon.
Top-grade treasure soldiers or middle-grade treasure soldiers are the standard equipment.
Generally speaking, the core direct disciples of Holy Land-level forces will only bestow spiritual weapons if they have achieved the realm of innate masters.
People who are not born with spiritual weapons either have special opportunities to travel abroad, or people like Yan Zhaoge, Xiao Sheng, and Lin Zhou from extraordinary family backgrounds.
Whether it is the former or the latter, they are very few.
Even so, for master warriors, Lingbing is also a treasure that is as precious as life.
Although Liu Shengfeng's life seems to be in the hands of Yanzhao singer, Zhang Yao was stunned by his reaction.
As for the seriously injured middle-aged martial artist next to him, he was even more jealous and bitter. He was born in a power, and the entire sect had only one spirit weapon, which was enshrined as the treasure of the town.
Yan Zhaoge removed Liu Shengfeng's mountain armor, and suddenly smiled: "Is there any trump card?"
"However, I'm not interested in waiting to see what your trump card looks like."
After saying that, the spirit sword Jade Dragon flashed in his hand.
Liu Shengfeng's eyes widened.
Suddenly there was a loud sigh in the sky, this voice was quite familiar to Yan Zhaoge, it originated from the elder of Cangwu Mountain, Shanshi Weng.
"The Zongmen is unlucky, the Zongmen is unlucky."
Above the small island, the situation was changing. A giant hand like a mountain stretched out, and there was a huge suction force from the palm, capturing Liu Shengfeng.
Shan Shiweng didn't come here in person. At this time, the strong man in the Zhuanglang Pavilion activated the formation to produce a miraculous effect.
What happened just now was not only seen by Shan Shiweng, but also by the big bosses of other sects.
Rao Shanshiweng, who is old in the world, feels his face burning at this moment.
Shame, from Qingzhe Lake, all the way back to Cangmang Mountain!
"This son will be strictly guarded, and he will not be allowed to cause any trouble again. This old man will serve as a guarantee." Shan Shiweng sighed and said to Yan Zhaoge: "This little friend Yan, my disciples have offended me a lot, please don't blame me. You are welcome to visit Cangwu Mountain again."
This last sentence means that there will be compensation.
"Senior, you're being polite." Yan Zhaoge didn't care too much about compensation, but he wanted to kill Liu Shengfeng more.
This person said it was ugly because he was bullying and afraid of being tough, and he had no face or skin. Looking at it from another perspective, it can also be said that he can stretch and shrink.
When he loses power, he bows his knees, and when he gains power, he is rampant and brutal.
After a while, Ahu and Xie Youchan also arrived. After learning what had happened, Ahu grinned: "It's a pity that it's on the ground of Zhuolang Pavilion, and it's a pity that the big boss of Cangwu Mountain intervened, otherwise, even if he is from Cangwu Mountain, it would be too late." Tell him to come and go."
Xie Youchan and Zhang Yao listened to each other and smiled wryly at each other.
"Liu Shengfeng must be ashamed to participate in the Tongtian League now." After listening to Zhang Yao's description, Xie Youchan looked at Yan Zhaoge with admiration: "Junior Brother Yan, you are stronger than the rumors. With Senior Brother Xu and the others participating, you will become a thriving talent."