He was a strong young man, holding a long sword in his hand and wearing a dark red headband on his forehead. He looked quite powerful, and perhaps he had his reasons for being dissatisfied.
He just snorted coldly: "Did you kill Chu Bodang?"
Liu Feng said: "It is me, Liu Feng. Are you doubting my ability?"
"Liu Feng? Could it be the Holy Spirit Master Liu Feng from the Human Realm?"
"Is it Liu Feng who possesses four royal-level artifacts?"
Someone behind him even exclaimed.
"My name is Zhao Yuan. If you are really the legendary Liu Feng, how about competing with me?"
"Zhao Yuan?" Liu Feng stared at the young man with a hairband on his head and nodded, "Of course, but swords have no eyes, you have to be careful."
Suddenly, a middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd and said, "Swords have no eyes, so stop when you've reached your limit!"
"Who is this?" Liu Feng stared at the middle-aged man. This man had an extraordinary appearance and a hint of mystery between his brows. He seemed to be full of strategy and wit.
"Next week, You Ran, this young man is extraordinary. If he is really the legendary Holy Spirit, we are all willing to follow him. Don't you agree?"
Zhou Youran's words really inspired everyone, and many people echoed him.
"That's right, I follow the Holy Spirit wholeheartedly!"
Zhao Yuan, who was originally the most popular candidate to become their leader, seemed a little unhappy. He seemed determined to defeat Liu Feng. After all, his cultivation and qualifications were recognized by everyone.
Zhao Yuan drew out the long sword in his hand, and a strong wind swept across the quiet lake, causing ripples. Liu Feng's hair was also blown up. Zhao Yuan's strength was indeed impressive.
Liu Feng also drew out the black iron sword, and a cold light flashed from the black iron sword. Almost everyone held their breath at the same time, looking forward to the duel between Liu Feng and Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan's long sword flew out and pounced towards Liu Feng with the sword. The momentum like a rainbow pressed the water on the surface of Lingtian Lake back into a layer of waves. Liu Feng stood firmly on his feet without changing his expression. When the long sword came to his face, he just slightly turned to the left, avoiding Zhao Yuan's straight sword. The cold black iron sword was already across Zhao Yuan's neck.
No one saw how Liu Feng drew his sword, but the fact in front of everyone was that the sword was already across Zhao Yuan's neck, and almost everyone opened their mouths wide.
Liu Feng said to Zhao Yuan coldly: "Are you convinced?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "I don't accept it!"
"What???"
Everyone present looked at Zhao Yuan in surprise. If he still refused to obey, what would it take for him to obey? Should we cut off his head
Liu Feng put down the black iron sword and said calmly: "Then come again!"
Dandan in the air asked in confusion: "Boss, why don't you kill this ignorant guy?"
"Killing innocent people is not my style. I must kill him until he is convinced!" Liu Feng stepped back several steps while speaking.
(End of this chapter)