In the Continent of Samsara, the human race is humble, and treating a person as a human race is equivalent to a black slave in Europe in the 1970s, which is an insulting term.
Zhuo Yifan disagreed, but Ba Shan couldn't bear it and said angrily: "Who do you think you are? How dare you be rude to the Lord God Envoy? Kneel down and apologize quickly, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
He actually returned the messenger's words intact, which made Zhuo Yifan a little funny.
"Hahaha, it turns out he is really from the human race. I was really laughing to death." Xuanyuan Feng laughed heartily: "You stupid pigs actually regard a lowly human race as an envoy of gods. You are simply stupid."
"Xuanyuan Feng, this is the meeting hall of our overlord clan, not the territory of your fairy clan. Are you trying to provoke a war by insulting our envoy here?"
Ba Cheng's eyes were gloomy and he said coldly.
"Haha, Bacheng, you are so brave, you dare to speak to me like this. Could it be that you have forgotten the lessons learned three years ago? Or is it that you have grown up in these three years and think you can compete with me?
?" Xuanyuan Feng said disdainfully: "I don't mind giving you some pointers."
Zhuo Yifan was stunned. He didn't expect that Bacheng and Xuanyuan Feng had had a holiday before, so no wonder they would deliberately deceive him.
Ba Cheng's face turned red and became extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xuanyuan Feng, this is a business matter. Don't get involved in personal matters."
Xuanyuan Feng laughed loudly: "For business purposes, I am a guest from afar. Not only do you not warmly entertain me, but you also want to provoke me. When did your hegemons become so spineless?"
Ba Cheng was furious: "Xuanyuan Feng, the Divine Envoy is here today and will not tolerate your arrogance."
"Master Divine Envoy? Haha? This lowly human race you are talking about?" Xuanyuan Xiu smiled coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "I have never had any favorable impression of lower races like the human race, and I will not admit that he is a divine envoy.
grown ups."
Bacheng said angrily: "Xuanyuan Feng, you really embarrass the Fairy Clan."
"Ba Cheng, stop talking nonsense. If you want to gain my respect, you must at least take a few of my moves." His eyes fell on Zhuo Yifan and he smiled coldly: "The human race has become a spiritual master.
This is a strange thing that has never been seen in history. In this case, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. If you defeat me, you can win my respect."
Ba Shan couldn't help but laughed angrily: "Even if you are a member of the Fairy Clan Royal Family, you have no right to be rude to our Lord God Envoy!"
"It doesn't matter whether you have qualifications or not. What matters is strength. In this world, fists speak for themselves after all." Xuanyuan Feng smiled faintly, showing his domineering power.
He looked at Zhuo Yifan contemptuously: "If you want to gain respect from others, you must have corresponding strength. Human race, do you want to prove it to this prince?"
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly. He gently pulled Ba Shan and Bacheng apart, walked up slowly, and said calmly: "Who do you think you are? Why should I prove myself to you?"
He didn't even look at Xuanyuan Feng, but walked to the main seat and sat down.
That place is usually the seat of the highest leader of the hegemon clan, that is, the clan leader.
But Zhuo Yifan felt so natural when he sat on it.
"You dare to insult me? I want to challenge you." Xuanyuan Feng was so angry that his eyes were burning.
In all his life, he has never seen anyone more arrogant than himself.
Due to his high status, no matter where he goes, he is the focus and the absolute protagonist.
He has become accustomed to a life of being flattered by others, used to being held in the palm of his hand, held on his head, worshiped and fawned over.
Even the leader of the overlord clan would not have too many demands or harsh criticism on him.
But this small group of humans actually dare to ignore themselves and insult themselves. This is simply intolerable.
Bacheng pretended to shout: "Xuanyuan Feng, don't mess around and provoke the Lord God Envoy. You deserve to die."
Zhuo Yifan was a little speechless. This Bacheng looked relatively honest, but he turned out to be a scheming man, and he actually wanted to stand up for him.
From this point of view, Xuanyuan Feng's strength should not be low.
Otherwise, Bacheng would not have allowed himself to take action.
"Hmph, you should be beaten if you dare to be disrespectful to me."
Ripples flashed in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, like two black holes, a faint red light flashed through them, a spiritual wave emitted from the [Soul-Eating Staff], and an invisible sharp blade stabbed past.
"Haha, you did it first, you're dead."
Xuanyuan Feng looked happy, as if his conspiracy had succeeded.
He flicked his long sleeves, and a golden halo appeared, like a halo, standing in front of him.
Bo!
A soft sound came out, and the golden circle of light was like an upright lake, with strong waves rising.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked.
This was the first time that he saw someone actually able to resist the attack of spiritual power.
The mental fluctuations did not affect Xuanyuan Feng at all, but were blocked and digested by this golden shield.
"Hahaha, do you really think I came here alone without any precautions? What about the spiritual masters? They are just mages who are worthless and useless." Xuanyuan Feng laughed proudly.
burst!
Zhuo Yifan snorted in his heart, detonating his spiritual power.
The golden halo made a shattering sound and began to break apart.
Click!
Just like a solid mirror being broken, the golden halo turned into fragments, and bits of golden light flew out.
One thought breaks the boundary!
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, and with a whoosh, it was like a rocket rushing forward, hitting Xuanyuan Feng's body with a punch.
This punch is the essence of his self-created boxing technique. Although there is no divine sword to assist, with his physical strength at this moment, these hands are comparable to top-notch magic weapons.
boom!
The young man in fine clothes in front of him was punched to pieces by him.
Bashan couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
But Bacheng's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Be careful, Lord Divine Envoy. He has not only practiced the royal family's [Xuanyuan Heart Sutra], but also practiced the demon's magical skill [Thousand Ji Transformation]. This is just his phantom clone."
In fact, Zhuo Yifan knew it was a phantom as soon as he punched out.
But [One Thought Breaking the Boundary] is a terrifying killing move that is unleashed by gathering all the strength of the whole body. There is no possibility of giving up halfway. If he really does that, Zhuo Yifan will immediately suffer the backlash, which is more terrifying than being hit directly by a punch.
His arm shook wildly, and an invisible divine power exploded. At the same time, Void Escape spread out, like a ghost, stepping into the air with one step, avoiding the sharp blow from behind.
boom!
That fierce attack directly blasted a big hole in the ground.
I saw Xuanyuan Feng's long hair flying, holding a spear, looking arrogant.
His spear swept across, hit the ground, suddenly bent into a bow, and shot up hard.
call out!
The air roared loudly, and almost in a flash, he could not see his figure at all. He had already leapt into the air, and the spear transformed into a shadow, like a swimming dragon, rushing towards Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan's heart condensed. From the looks of it, Xuanyuan Feng didn't look like a playboy at all. This move was really sharp and terrifying, full of a forward-moving killing momentum.
He raised the staff in his hand and used it as a long sword: "Fire and tenderness!"
Water and fire are compatible, changing rapidly, and the tip of the staff breeds strange power of the five elements, evolving into a Tai Chi pattern, with runes flying and evolving in it, which is unfathomable.
This is Zhuo Yifan's second greatest sword move that he has developed after several evolutions, and its power is extraordinary.