In the City of Chaos, although the guild stipulates that the major adventure groups cannot kill each other, it does not stipulate that the brigades, squadrons, squads, and others below the adventure group cannot kill each other.
Therefore, if Liu Feng really does not have an adventure group, Xiaopang Guang can completely eliminate Liu Feng and will not be punished by the guild!
As for what happened to Liu Feng at the auction house in the morning, which even the Eighteen Masters did not dare to do anything against, he had long forgotten it. How could he have known what was going on inside? Hatred had long blinded his little eyes, and in his heart
I only have one thought, kill Liu Feng, find a place for myself, and earn back my face.
"Brother, are you sure? Is there something wrong with your ears? I have to tell you a few times!"
Liu Feng cursed unceremoniously, Damn, this guy is too wordy and doesn't look like a man.
"Haha, kill him! This young master will reward everyone with ten beauties tonight!"
Little Fatty Guang was so happy that he hurriedly waved his fat hand, and everyone surrounding Liu Feng launched their totem beasts at the same time and charged towards Liu Feng.
Liu Feng was not given any time to prepare! Obviously, these guys are well-trained experts who specialize in bullying others.
Liu Feng was very disdainful that a group of powerful totem sects dared to deal with him. I really don’t know if it was just the little fat guy who was having fun? Or was he too confident?
Liu Feng couldn't help but wonder, had he beaten him stupidly in the morning? Or had he suffered a concussion? He did things without thinking at all.
More than thirty adventurers from the Guanghu Regiment, who were about the seventh level of the Totem Power Sect, rushed forward in such a fierce manner, with Totem Beasts in front of them. They were carrying various weapons in their hands. They were extremely arrogant and domineering.
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"Humph, a bunch of rubbish!"
Liu Feng snorted coldly, calling these guys rubbish, but in his heart he admired these rubbish. Damn, someone with such a level of cultivation dared to attack him. I really don’t know whether to admire them? Or stand for them.
Sorry, these guys are so cute and innocent.
"Totem Roar!"
Liu Feng shouted softly, and white light spread out in an instant, covering all the warriors who rushed forward!
"Shenlong, devour their spiritual power! It would be really pitiful for these guys to save their lives and meet a brainless master as their subordinates!"
Liu Feng asked Shenlong to devour their spiritual power and save their lives. There was no need to kill them all. This was the Adventurer's Guild's territory after all, so he could save some face for them.
The time was only ten breaths, which was about ten seconds. The white light was quickly withdrawn, leaving only wailing guys on the ground. They all fell to the ground, unable to stand up, and their whole bodies lost their strength. Give it to Shenlong
As a supplement.
Xiaopang Guang looked like an idiot and turned to look at the little brother next to him, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Master Guangda, how are you? Is there anyone else?"
Liu Feng smiled and looked at Little Fatty Guang with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. Guang Lin's son deserves to die! He deserves to be killed just because he has provoked him over and over again!
"Boy, don't be crazy! Why don't you come out yet?"
A ferocious look appeared on Little Fatty Guang's face, and he roared fiercely at the void everywhere, causing ripples in the space. Dozens of figures silently appeared around Liu Feng's body, exuding a powerful aura! All of them were dressed in black.
The robe covered the whole body, and only the chin could be seen, with their heads slightly lowered.
"Nah! They are all Totem Power Emperors! The Guanghu Group is really awesome!"
Liu Feng was startled. These new mysterious guys all had the strength of the fifth level Totem Power Emperor. Their whole bodies exuded a cold aura, which made people feel chilled all over.
After counting the number of people, there were actually forty people, all holding a sickle-like weapon in their hands. The handle was more than one meter long, and the sickle was also one foot long. Cold air emitted from the blade.
The surrounding temperature instantly dropped by more than ten degrees, making Liu Feng feel as if autumn was coming.
But the setting sun on the horizon clearly told everyone that this was midsummer, how could it be late autumn?
"Kill him! Boy, you should be lucky to die in the hands of the Death Scythe Brigade, the famous team of our Light Tiger Regiment!"
Little Fatty Guang was so proud that his whole body was trembling with joy.
"The sickle of death! As soon as the sickle came out, blood flowed like a river. Little Fatty Guang really came to his senses and called out his father's famous team that pressed the box!"
At the auction building, next to a window facing the street on the second floor, Leng Batian's eyes lit up. He looked at the forty mysterious men shrouded in wide black robes and made a soft sound. He seemed to be very familiar with the Death Scythe.
The follower beside him, the captain of the first brigade of the Tyrant Adventure Group, had a look of horror on his face.
"Death Scythe, there is a group of one hundred people, but with their appearance, even an ordinary adventure group of five hundred people is no match for them. Guanglin has always regarded this group as a treasure and will not use it easily.
, once they take action, even if a strong man of the ninth level of Totem Power faces them alone, he can only escape in embarrassment! This kid is dead this time!"
"That's not necessarily true! Maybe this kid is more terrifying than the Death Scythe..."
Leng Batian did not agree with his men's words. There was curiosity in his eyes, wanting to see how Liu Feng resolved this crisis.
The appearance of the Death Scythe immediately attracted the attention of all those who were observing secretly. Except for Leng Batian, everyone believed that Liu Feng must die. No matter how defiant he was, he could not defeat the Death Scythe. After all, Death
The majestic reputation of the sickle was actually created in the past!
"Alas... Death Scythe, I haven't seen them take action in three years."
"Liu Yeye is definitely dead this time. He's so cheap for Fatty. Liu Yeye bought several treasures today!"
"The guild will definitely not care about this matter. If it is not a battle between adventure groups, the guild will not care about it!"
Everyone was talking in low voices, and the eyes they looked at Liu Feng had changed, as if they were looking at someone who was about to die. They were kind-hearted, with a hint of pity in their eyes.
Liu Feng was indeed a little anxious now. The Totem's Roaring Control Space would definitely not be able to control so many Totem Power Emperors. He gritted his teeth and chose to run away if he really couldn't defeat them.
"Stupid pig, get ready. I'm going to have a fight first. If something goes wrong, I'll leave immediately."
Liu Feng whispered to Jiuliu Li Zhu in Lan Yanyun's arms. With Jiu Liuli Zhu's speed, it shouldn't be difficult to run away.
Xiaozhu jumped out of Lan Yanyun's arms, and Liu Feng took Lan Yanyun directly into Shenlong's space. With her on the side, Liu Feng did not dare to guarantee her safety, so it was safer to enter Shenlong's space.
At this time, forty death scythes moved, bringing with them a thick chill, and surrounded and killed them.
Forty scythes passed through the space, making bursts of whistling sounds. Wherever their scythes passed, dark cracks appeared in the space.
The power is so powerful that it can tear apart space.