Chen Feng immediately knew why this person was standing in front of him. It turned out that he was the backer invited by the prince.

At this time, Chen Feng also saw the prince beside him. The prince covered his face, but his face was still swollen.

He looked at Chen Feng with a resentful look on his face, but there was a sense of pride in his resentment, and he laughed arrogantly: "Haha, Chen Feng, didn't expect it?"

"I have invited Young Master Ling. This time, since Young Master Ling is here, you will definitely die!"

"Young Master Ling can easily crush you with just one finger!"

Chen Feng looked at him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Things that rely on people's power!"

Prince Wang was so flushed by Chen Feng's words that he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe. He pointed at Chen Feng: "Say it again!"

"Things that rely on people's power!" Chen Feng smiled and said, "What? Am I wrong?"

"Aren't you a tyrant? If you hadn't this master, would you dare be so arrogant in front of me?"

Prince Wang stared at Chen Feng with a resentful face and said fiercely: "Boy, your words like this can only make you even more miserable later!"

"You say one more thing now, and I will break one more leg later! From now on, if you dare to say four more words, I will destroy your limbs!"

"Oh? Is that right?" Chen Feng smiled coldly and said, "Then, I am really looking forward to it. I'm waiting for you to destroy my limbs!"

At this time, the young man called Young Master Ling frowned and said to Chen Feng impatiently: "Feng Chen, now kneel down and kowtow to Prince Wang, and then sterilize his cultivation. I will spare you."

"Otherwise..."

Chen Feng sneered: "What else? So what?"

A ruthless look flashed across Young Master Ling's face: "If you force me to do it yourself, it would be not as simple as destroying your cultivation."

"You will die, and the two women next to you will be even more miserable!"

A ruthless murderous intent flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. No matter what, he understood it very well when dealing with him.

But now, Luo Zilan is Chen Feng's reverse scale. Whoever dares to touch Luo Zilan will kill people.

He said coldly: "I want to know, what do you want to say next?"

Young Master Ling walked up to Chen Feng, stared at him, and said fiercely, "I will sell them to the cheapest brothel!"

"Let them be ridden by thousands of people and ridden by thousands of people, let you go to hell and be a living turtle!"

A fierce murderous intent flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!"

"Hahahaha, I'm looking for death? Do you know what you are talking about? I'm a fifth-grade alchemist and a fifth-level master of the Wujun realm. Do you dare say I'm looking for death? Are you crazy?"

Young Master Ling laughed loudly in disbelief.

The people around him also made a burst of ridicule: "This Feng Chen is really arrogant. It is a problem to see whether his strength can reach the Martial Lord Realm at this age. He dares to tease and provoke Young Master Ling?"

"That's right, Young Master Ling can slap him into meat sauce with a light slap!"

At this time, a charming woman next to Young Master Ling suddenly sneered disdainfully and giggled: "Young Master, look at that ugly monster. Are you going to scare the guests when you sell her to a brothel?"

She glanced at Luo Zilan and sneered and smiled disdainfully: "This ugly monster..."

Then she looked at Chen Feng and said, "Although your talent is far inferior to my young master, your strength is far inferior. It can be said that you are nothing in front of him."

"But, I have such a little strength in front of others. Why did I find such an ugly monster by my side?"

Chen Feng stared at her, with a murderous intent in his eyes: "What did you say?"

"Are I wrong? If it weren't for the ugly, why didn't you dare to show your true face? Why did you block your face with a veil?"

Chen Feng's face turned pale, while Luo Zilan was trembling with grief in her eyes.

Her face has always been the one she most reluctant to be mentioned, but at this time the woman was talking about it over and over again.

This is equivalent to peeling off her scar and sprinkling a handful of salt on it.

Chen Feng stared at the woman and said in a cold voice: "Now go over now and apologize to Sister Luo, otherwise..."

"Or what?" the woman said proudly: "You waste, what can you do to me?"

She looked at Luo Zilan with great provocation: "Ugly monster, if you want others not to say you are ugly monster, then take your veil off and let you see it."

Young Master Ling smiled and said, "This ugly monster is very ugly, but he has a good figure."

"I believe Feng Chen will feel even more painful if he doesn't sell high-end brothels and the lowest-level opportunity to entertain the untouchables, so that those untouchables can enjoy her body!"

"Hahahaha!" His men also burst into vicious laughter.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and the fury and fierce murderous intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace, becoming extremely calm, like a lake.

But under the calm, there was rushing lava.

Chen Feng's murderous hatred has reached an extreme!

Looking at Luo Zilan's trembling body, he felt extremely heartbroken, and the hatred in his heart was also extremely strong.

He took Luo Zi Lanhua into his arms, patted him gently on the back, and whispered: "Sister Luo, don't have to be as knowledgeable as them. In my heart, your face will always be the most beautiful."

Then, he suddenly stepped forward, looked at Young Master Ling, and said lightly: "Whoever is surnamed Ling dares to fight me?"

Young Master Ling laughed and said disdainfully: "Okay, I'm just waiting for your words!"

He rubbed his fists and said with a ferocious face: "Feng Chen, this time we have a duel, I can naturally destroy you, and no one can find any mistakes!"

It turned out that he was still afraid of Chen Feng's identity as a third-grade alchemist. He had to be famous in order to destroy Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't say anything, but just glanced at him coldly and walked out.

When Young Master Ling was seen by Chen Feng, he couldn't help but tremble violently. He felt as if he was stabbed by a sharp sword, and his heart was filled with coldness.

But then, he drove out the feeling of palpitations and said to himself with a little laugh, "How could this waste be my opponent?"

At this time, outside the main hall of the Alchemist Association, Chen Feng and Young Master Ling stood face to face.

Chen Feng looked calm, and Young Master Ling had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!