Freesa was so angry that a pair of cold eyes stared at Ling Feng, "Small miscellaneous, you really are afraid of you? Just now it was just a little bit of great care, and you said your way!"
"You are afraid, I don't know, but if you don't kneel down and apologize honestly, then leave your life."
Ling Feng still does not give back. In his heart, Yu Yaoyao is his very important companion. This Fresa, dare to hit Yu Yaoyao's idea, Ling Feng did not slaughter him directly.
At this section, if it really kills Fresa, it will break the rules ordered between the Yuan Temple and the Star Realm.
He is now sitting on the seat of the General Division of Xiaofeng, and he must also consider the Temple Alliance of the Temple of the Yuan Dynasty.
Otherwise, according to Ling Feng's temperament, this Fresa is now a dead person.
"You!" Fresa's eyelids jumped. At this moment, his left half of his cheeks is still swollen. In front of Ling Feng, he feels unconsciously.
Fred glanced at Ling Feng fiercely, and saw that the descendants of his Frey tribe were so thoroughly lost in the momentum. They couldn't help but take home and train Ling Feng.
At this moment, Frezer, who had been standing behind Fred, held Fred's shoulder and said faintly: "Let me come."
Fred's eyelids jumped and looked back at Frezer. If you are happy in his heart, if Frezer is willing to shoot, what can this Lingfeng count?
After all, if Freds take it, it is a bully, but Frezer is also a junior, between the juniors and the juniors, which can be completely defined as "discussion".
Wanlian hunting is originally equivalent to the battle between the juniors.
I saw Nafreds came out of Fred's body and glanced at Fresa faintly. The neck of that Fresa shrank, but even half -sentence didn't dare to say more.
Shrink to the side.
Seeing this arrogant Fresa was so fearful of this Frezer, Ling Feng couldn't help giving birth to a strange feeling.
Obviously it feels that Frezer's cultivation is not as good as Fresa, and Fresa is still the eldest son of the eldest son.
, But Frezer?
This is a bit interesting.
Ling Feng calmly watched Nafrezer step by step in front of himself, watching his changes.
Sure enough, with the step -by -step steps, his momentum, every step, climbed one step, and soon reached the degree of crushing Fresa.
Become a pale golden color.
The more gold is golden, and the breath of Frezer has become more and more horrible.
Ling Feng's complexion was a little bit heavy. The feeling of this Frezer gave him, and even some of them were close to Ye Weiyang.
"This ... this Frey family's golden war!"
Wang Shen's complexion changed slightly, and Yu Yanyao looked at Ling Feng's back with concern. When he heard the words of Wang Shen, he quickly asked: "Wang Shen General, what is this golden war?"
"Frey family, the original hair is purple, but some of the Frey family with particularly powerful blood veins can evolve into gold Frey and awaken the golden war.
The real leader among the real best, even in the Frey tribe, can only be born of this level of genius for thousands of years! "
"this……"
After hearing the explanation of Wang Shen, Yu Yaoyao was even more panicked and hurriedly said: "Wang Shen General, you can stop it!"
"Hey, let's look at the change first. If the general company is in danger, the old will inevitably take the shot as soon as possible!"
Wang Shen will shook his head and sigh. If Fred shot, he would naturally take a shot, but Frezer was just a junior.
What's more, looking at Ling Feng's pair of burn -burning eyes, if he came forward to stop, I am afraid that Ling Feng would not agree.
"Ling Feng, right?"
That Friezer walked out of the five steps of Lingfeng, and then stopped. The cold eyes stared at Ling Feng and said faintly: "Are you sure you want to stop us?"
"People do n’t commit me, I do n’t offend people. If you come over in An An and leave in An An, how would I care about you? Unfortunately, you should take yourself too seriously.
Without you to scatter the wild! "
"Okay! Okay!"
Frezer sneered, "What a big tone! I didn't want to care about Fresa's waste, but it was related to the face of my Frey family, and I had to take it."
"Oh? Say that, do you want to be a master for him?"
"Three Boxing!"
Frezer stretched out three fingers and said proudly: "If you can catch my three punch, I will let Freesa kneel in front of you and scratch my head to admit mistakes. If you can't pick up my three punch, then you obediently
From the palm of ten mouths, from now on, seeing my Frezer's figure, I retreated to the three houses! "
Frezer had just seen Ling Feng's slap to pull Fresa's backward, but he dared to make such a gambling contract with Ling Feng. It can be seen that he has absolute confidence in his strength and absolute confidence.
What is the golden war?
Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, and there was a touch of war in his eyes, and said with a high voice: "Okay! Three moves and three moves! However, if you lose, you have to bring your people and get out of the Demon Shengsheng.
Mountain! Here, don't welcome you! "
"this……"
Seeing such a situation, the head of the Demon clan and others, who spoke attentively, swallowed it again. They were very clear about Ling Feng's personality. Ling Feng's decision would never change easily.
Moreover, these people of the Frey tribe are too arrogant. If Ling Feng can defeat their confidence and drive them out, this is also what the Demon chief and others are happy.
What is the only thing to worry about them is to what extent Ling Feng's strength has reached. Since this Frezer is the strongest person in the younger generation of the Frey family, his strength must not be underestimated.
"It seems that this battle is inevitable."
Wang Shen sighed lightly, and the old people behind the demon priests were wicked, and then everyone retreated to more than ten feet, and gave it to Ling Feng to solve the situation.
"Okay, a word is fixed!"
When Nafreds heard the conditions of Lingfeng, sneered, it agreed to agree.
"Frezer, you!"
When Fresa heard that Frezer actually settled with Ling Feng, he gambled so much, and he shouted for a while, yelled, "No, how can I kneel on a waste!"
"Do you think, I will lose?"
Frezer looked back and glanced at Fresa, his cold eyes, like a fierce beast, suddenly scared that Fresa trembled.
That kind of fear comes from the depths of the soul, forever and eternal, unable to wear out!