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Chapter 425 The anger of the Feng clan

"Young man, don't be so grumpy, or you will suffer in the future!" the visitor said calmly.

After a short pause, he continued, "Ling Shuai, just think that I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back if I have the chance in the future!"

"Are your favors valuable?" Qinglong also cursed at the same time.

"Ling Shuai, you have killed so many people in the Dark Territory Temple this time. If you kill him again, the Dark Territory Temple will definitely fight you to death!" The visitor ignored Qinglong and continued to speak... .??.

"I think Ling Shuai is not arrogant enough to think that you alone can compete with the entire Dark Territory Temple, right?"

"As long as you sell me this favor, I guarantee that the Dark Territory Temple will not pursue this matter again!"

"No matter what your purpose is, you will definitely regret what you did today!" Ling Hao said coldly, then looked at Lu Yue and others, "Let's go!"

"Thank you Ling Shuai!" the visitor responded.

call!

After Ling Hao and others left, an afterimage flashed out from the darkness at high speed, picked up the deputy head of the Dark Territory Temple and left quickly.

Look at that teleportation speed, it’s staggering!

"Ling Shuai, how are your injuries?" Blood Rakshasa asked after the group got on the helicopter.

Lu Yue and others also looked at Ling Hao, and everyone's hearts were hanging in the air.

Although the eldest brother severely injured the opponent, he was a true Emperor Realm expert after all, and the eldest brother's injuries were definitely not light.

"It's okay, don't worry, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.

"Brother, are you really okay?" Xuan Pang said, "How about you ask my sister to come to the dark world and help you take a look?"

"No need!" Ling Hao responded, "It's just a minor injury, I can handle it myself!"

"Okay then!" Xuan Pang nodded in response.

"Brother, is that person coming from behind really the guardian of the rules?" Seeing that Ling Hao seemed to be fine, Lu Yue also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although I can't be 100% sure, there is a high probability!" Ling Hao nodded in response.

"What a bastard! The guardian of the rules took the lead in breaking the rules. What a birdman!" Xuanwu cursed angrily.

"There's nothing surprising. Since the rules are set by people,

Then someone will break the rules!" Ling Hao responded.

"And, that's not necessarily a bad thing!"

"Brother, what do you mean?" Xuanwu continued to ask.

"It's very simple!" Lu Yue explained from the side.

"Judging from the cultivation of the deputy temple master just now, it seems that we all underestimated the strength of the Dark Territory Temple."

"And we have killed so many people from each other today. If they really want to take revenge, even if their Emperor Realm masters don't come out, we may not be able to ensure the safety of all the brothers in Rakshasa Hall."

"Moreover, we will leave the Dark World soon. What will happen to the brothers of Rakshasa Hall then?"

"That seems to be the truth!" Xuanwu finally came to his senses.

"Brother, is that person helping us indirectly?" Qinglong asked.

"I don't know yet!" Ling Hao shook his head slightly with a thoughtful expression.

After a slight pause, he did not continue the topic. He looked at Qinglong and said, "After returning this time, pay more attention to the movements of Nanchi Country!"

"Huh?" Qinglong was slightly stunned. "Brother, did you discover something?"

"One of the five people in the Battle Emperor Realm just now is from the Nanchi Kingdom!" Ling Hao responded.

"Huh?" Lu Yue and others were stunned at the same time.

"Nanchi Country is really good!" A flash of anger flashed across Qinglong's face.

"When I go back this time, I can settle the matter with them about what happened ten years ago!"

"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded slightly, "They can't avoid this!"

Three hours later, the group returned to the Rakshasa Hall headquarters.

In the next few days, Ling Hao and his party were in no hurry to return home.

On the one hand, it is just in case the Dark Territory Temple takes action again, and on the other hand, it is busy with the expansion of the Rakshasa Hall base.

Since Rakshasa Hall is to be used as the headquarters of the Daxia War Department in the dark world, it is natural to solve the hardware problems first.

There were three to four thousand more people in Rakshasa Hall, and the original base was obviously not enough, so it had to be expanded two or three times on the original basis.

In addition, four places were selected 100 kilometers around Rakshasa Hall as outposts.

At the same time, the original headquarters of the other four waves of forces remain as backup bases.

In a few days, the overall plan was basically finalized, and the rest was infrastructure work.

Ling Hao's injury has recovered after two or three days of nursing. In addition, with his help, the cultivation levels of several core members of the Rakshasa Hall have been improved again.

White Tiger broke through to the peak of the War Sect, and the Blood Rakshasa not only broke the mirror and entered the sect, but also mentioned the War Sect Xiaocheng in one fell swoop. Liang Quan, Ma Yu and others also received considerable promotions.

A week later, Ling Hao saw that there was indeed no movement in the Dark Territory Temple, so he took Lu Yue and others back to the country.

Go back to a few days ago.

The news that Feng Maorong was executed on the spot spread to the capital.

In the north of the capital, in the Feng family manor, in the lobby of an antique building.

"Asshole, what a bastard!"

Feng Huakun, the head of the Feng family, roared after answering the phone.

Then, he smashed a valuable antique vase into pieces with one kick, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

As one of the most outstanding descendants of the Feng family, Feng Maorong is the key training target of the Feng family, and the family has invested a lot of effort and resources in him.

Originally, Feng Huakun expected him to become the leader of the Feng family in the future!

But unexpectedly, he was beheaded like this!

One can imagine his anger!

"Master, this revenge must be avenged!" An older member of the Feng clan said with anger.

"Yes, Lord, King Xi has gone too far to bully others. He is using our clan as his stepping stone!" Another person shouted in the same voice.

"Master, when he returns to China this time, I will take people to find him directly and ask him to give us an explanation for the Feng clan!" A guest from the clan said in a deep voice.

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In the hall, a group of members of the Feng clan were chatting.

The chatter started, and everyone was filled with anger and rage.

"Okay!" After a while, Feng Huakun frowned and waved his hand, "It's all gone!"

"Master, can this be settled like this?" The elder spoke again.

"Hmph! How could it be possible to just forget about it!" Feng Huakun's tone was cold.

"Does he really think that our Feng family members are soft persimmons and can be manipulated by him? He also overestimates himself!"

"Master Valve, what are your plans?" the old man asked again.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own plans!" Feng Huakun waved his hand again, "Let's all go!"

"Yes!" Everyone bowed and retreated.

After the group of people left, Feng Huakun stared ahead, word by word.

"King Xi, you forced me to do this. If you want to blame me, you can only blame yourself!"

"Master, this matter needs long-term consideration!" An old man's voice came from the inside of the hall, and no one could hear it.

"It is said that King Xi killed Cheng Mu, the first elder of Zixia Sect, in the East District some time ago!"

"As far as I know, Cheng Mu is already a true warrior emperor!"

"Huh? When did his skills become so strong?" Feng Huakun was slightly stunned.

"Perhaps we underestimated him from the beginning, or perhaps his injury deceived us!" the old man responded.

After a brief pause, he continued, "In addition, the legend about his origin has basically been implemented!"

"Really? Where are you from?" Feng Huakun was slightly stunned.

"The top of Tianshan Mountain!" the old man replied after taking a deep breath.

"Huh?!" Feng Huakun's pupils shrank, "Are you sure?"

"Nine times out of ten!" the old man responded again.

call!

Feng Huakun exhaled a heavy breath, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

He lit a cigar and took a deep drag. "Even so, Maorong must settle this debt with him!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up his cell phone from the coffee table and dialed a number.


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