"What are you doing?" Luo Feng frowned and touched the peach wood sword with his right hand.

The two of them were passing through the car window, but Luo Feng clearly felt a "complex emotion" conveyed to his heart.

This emotion made Luo Feng inexplicably irritable.

It's like meeting an old enemy.

"What plane is the blood of the Ji family doing?" Luo Feng found out that it was his blood of the Ji family that was doing it, so he quickly suppressed it.

Outside the car, the old man with garlic nose stepped forward, glanced at Luo Feng's location, and whispered to the young man, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Who is riding in this car? Why don't you come out?" said the young man in white.

"This is a guy I met on the way, because I was on the way..."

"You said you're on the way?" The young man in white looked dark, and a sense of extreme oppression erupted from his body.

"Are you old and confused or have something wrong with my ears? The Northern Region is in turmoil and I am seriously injured. If the other party is coming for me, can you bear this responsibility?"

"This..." The old man with garlic nose was ashamed and said quickly, "Then I'll let the guy leave immediately."

He could not afford to offend the person in front of him. If he was determined to silence the man in the car would definitely not dare to protect him.

"Forget it," the young man in white glanced at the car window coldly, "Hurry up and go, I'm exhausted."

As the young man in white got on the car, the fat man Feng Xiaohu cursed and returned to Luo Feng.

"Did I have any trouble for you? If there is any trouble, I'll move forward alone," Luo Feng said with his own initiative.

The other party caused some fluctuations in his Ji family's bloodline, which made Luo Feng feel uneasy.

Feng Xiaohu shook his head, "Brother Xiaoshan, don't talk, let's separate when it comes to Tianzhihen. Now you are separated, there is danger."

Luo Feng nodded and said nothing more.

Three hours later, the convoy appeared above Yixiao Town, and the Feng tribe was guarded outside the door. Luo Feng sat honestly beside Feng Xiaohu in the hall, waiting for the young man in white to wash up.

"Old sir!" Luo Feng came to the old man with garlic nose.

"What's wrong with the guy?"

"Just I saw just now... the old man's distinguished guest doesn't seem to like outsiders very much. I thought about it and wanted to leave alone in order not to cause trouble to the old man."

"This..." the old man held his beard and nodded, "Okay, since the boy has made a decision, it is not easy for the old man to stop him. I hope he will be careful on the road."

"Please, Mr., let's meet Tianzhihen," Luo Feng bowed, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Stop, where are you going?" At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice came from the second floor.

Luo Feng stopped, frowned, and the force of holding the peach wood sword tightened was a little heavier.

"Young Master!" The old man with garlic nose quickly stepped forward.

The young man who changed into a tall suit and walked down like a nobleman, with a rich spirit as jade as he raised his hand and feet filled with the aura of the strong.

"It's so late, where are you going? Don't you stay and walk along with us?"

The young man sat on the dining table and looked at Luo Feng sideways.

Several warriors at the door stood up and blocked Luo Feng's way out.

The old man with garlic nose looked ugly and came to the young man and bowed, "Young Master, this guy was just a chance encounter, and it was definitely not a bad person who came to hurt the young master. Judging from his cultivation level, he would never dare to do such stupid things.

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"With his cultivation?" The young man cut the steak, and the sharp friction sounds stirred in the hall. "What kind of cultivation do you think he has?"

The old man with garlic nose said truthfully, "At the age of twenty-five, first-grade swordsman, fifth-grade swordsman."

"It seems you know a lot," the young man looked sideways and chewed the cut Wellington steak with a silver fork into his mouth.

"This..." The old man with garlic nose heard the young man's meaning and whispered, "What do you think of the young master?"

"If I tell you, this guy is dangerous, do you believe it?"

"Dangerous?" The old man with garlic nose was stunned.

The young man's eyes did not have Luo Feng, but every sentence was a tit-for-tat confrontation.

"If I tell you that when I was passing by him just now, my bloodline felt fluctuations, would you believe it?"

"How is that possible?" This time it was the turn of the old man with garlic nose to change his face. "You are carrying noble ancient bloodlines. How many bloodlines can affect you?"

"He!" The young man slapped his right palm on the table, and the knife and fork splashed up. As the young man shot out casually, the cold air attacked Luo Feng.

"Hmph!" Luo Feng sneered. At this moment, he finally knew why the Ji family's bloodline felt restless when he came into contact with this young man, and he was inexplicably angry.

Because... he is a child of the Ji family's bloodline.

Luo Feng's body did not move, his head swayed leisurely, relaxed and evaded the youth's unforeseen attack methods.

"Old man, then take a closer look. I just now had a trace of blood power. Is it a strength that can be avoided by a first-class divine realm?"

The morning light of the horizon is reflected outside the hotel, and the knife and fork shot out from the hall appears in the lake a thousand meters away. At this time, the lake has become the world of ice fields, emitting a terrifying cold air.

The old man with garlic nose was shocked, and Xu narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Feng and said, "Who are you?"

"I said, I was just passing by. I have no malice towards the old man and your distinguished guests."

"You have the final say whether there is malice or not, so I have to try it out before I know."

A terrifying aura dispersed from the source of youth, and the old man with garlic nose suddenly realized something.

He knew the most about what this aura represented, but even if he was deeply involved, he might not be able to bear it.

"Retreat!" The old man pulled the dazed grandson and shot out the hall, but some people did not react in time. At the moment when the young man's mouth raised, a breath swept across the world.

A field covered a radius of 500 meters. Under the cold air, any creature turned into an ice sculpture, and its vitality was exhausted in an instant.

"The Ji family's bloodline ability, absolute zero-degree field!"

Under the frost, Luo Feng stood in shape, and under the extreme cold air, Luo Feng's skin was quickly covered by frost.

Even if Luo Feng wants to use qi to dispel it, the effect is not great.

"Don't you use your real strength?" The young man continued to eat the Wellington steak on the table, but the cold in the field continued to soar.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with you, why are you so vicious?" Luo Feng said coldly.

"Don't you think this question is stupid?" said the young man gracefully, "This is the Northern Region, the weak are at the mercy of others. Use all your abilities quickly, which can cause fluctuations in my Ji family's bloodline.

, You are definitely not simple."

"What's your name?" Luo Feng suddenly raised his head and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This smile shows that Luo Feng is ready to kill the other party.
Chapter completed!