"Since you have handed over the most precious thing in your possession, I will let you die quickly!" A cold voice sounded in front, and the fog around them also dissipated at the same time. For a moment, the surroundings became extremely clear. There were many corpses of monsters lying on the ground in the distance, and the person who had just spoken had disappeared without a trace.
"Where is the person who was talking?" Liu Feng was puzzled. In an instant, a black shadow fell from the sky. The man was holding the Purple Sword and the Blood-Drinking Knife in his hands respectively. The Purple Sword and the Blood-Drinking Knife seemed to be very obedient in his hands. There was no sign of resistance at all.
Jiehun suddenly said, "Could he be the descendant of the legendary Emperor of Weapons?"
Liu Feng asked doubtfully: "Emperor of Weapons?"
"That's right. His gloves are called the Soul-Enhancing Gloves. They can make the soul of any divine weapon enter a dormant state in an instant. Only the descendants of the King of Weapons can possess these Soul-Enhancing Gloves." Jiehun warned, "This man has long been possessed of evil. Killing people is a pleasure for him. You must be careful."
At this time, the man in front was still proudly admiring the two royal artifacts in his hands. Seeing Liu Feng standing still, he sneered and said, "Are you scared without the royal artifact? I like to see others scared and terrified."
Liu Feng said calmly: "I am indeed a little scared, but the two royal artifacts are not my best treasures. I have something better than a royal artifact!"
"What?" The man suddenly widened his eyes. His reaction was extremely fast. Perhaps everyone is sensitive to treasures.
"Do you want to know?"
"Of course I want to know. As long as you can give me a treasure better than the royal-level artifact, I can make an exception and not kill you! But if you lie to me, I will make you die miserably!"
Liu Feng sneered: "You are so rude, do you think I will tell you?"
"Haha, you broke into my misty forbidden land and you're still being polite to me? If you were an ordinary person, you would have been dead without a burial place. If it weren't for the fact that you have an imperial artifact, I'm afraid you wouldn't even see me!" The man shouted and suddenly said tactfully, "I know you're not a simple person. As long as you can give me something better than these two imperial artifacts, I can return these two imperial artifacts to you. Let's just consider it as making friends."
Liu Feng said: "Didn't you say that I am not worthy of knowing you? In fact, I just want to tell you that people like you are not worthy of being my friend."
"I am the descendant of the Spirit World's Emperor of Weapons. I have been in this misty forbidden land for hundreds of years. How dare you, a young boy, speak to me like this? You'd better not refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment!"
"My name is Liu Feng. May I ask what your name is? So you are the descendant of the Emperor of Weapons, so you are naturally qualified to be my friend." Liu Feng's attitude suddenly changed, perhaps because that person admitted that he was the descendant of the Emperor of Weapons. Although the only treasure on Liu Feng's body that could surpass the two emperor-level artifacts was the magic ring, he would definitely not give the magic ring to others. For now, he can only deceive for a while. It's just a temporary solution. Things will work out when the time comes, right
"Just call me Yin Qi. You are the first person to ask me what my name is in hundreds of years! You are also the first person who can talk to me so much!" Yin Qi laughed as he spoke. Perhaps it was because he seldom talked to people. Now, could it be that someone was acting more superior than him? For a moment, he felt that Liu Feng in front of him seemed to have a higher status in the spiritual world than him. Of course, he had only one purpose, which was to make Liu Feng hand over the powerful treasure on his body.
(End of this chapter)