Chapter 663: Zhang Qishan's Protector

I just bought you a few pieces of clothing. Take a look and see if they fit...""Perfect! As long as it's convenient for you to buy."Lin Feng smiled faintly."Cheapskate!"Chen Yi-no pursed her lips, but...Everyone in the scene watched silently at the bloodstains in the pit.

That is the blood of the Loch priest.

Just now, that peerless and terrifying demonic prodigy, died just like that

Mo Lin's face showed no emotion whatsoever, but Zhang Qishan beside him let out a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I didn't go to find Lin Feng before. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been dead long ago!

He's actually acting like an idiot, helping Mo Lin against Lin Feng

The younger generation,

How many people can beat Lam Fung

To take down Lam Fung, it would probably take the older generation to get involved.

He's not stupid, he wouldn't possibly call upon the ancestors just for Mo Lin!

"Mo Lin, our cooperation is over!"

Zhang Qishan's voice was low.

"Are you afraid You, a direct descendant of the Zhang family's prodigy, ranked 50th on the Heavenly Prodigies List, are afraid"

Mo Lin replied.

It's not fear, it's that I have no need to offend such a powerful person for you!!

Zhang Qishan shook his head.

Mo Lin's face darkened upon hearing this, and he remained silent!

For quite a while,

He is the one who speaks:

"I remember there was a guardian at the early stage of tribulation next to you If you let your guardian make a move, he should be able to kill Lin Feng!"

"Absolutely not! Uncle Zhang was sent by my father to keep an eye on me. He wouldn't care about anything unless I was in mortal danger!"

And besides, don't you have a few Nascent Soul Ancestors secretly supporting you over there What makes you think you can ask me to call people in and use me as a pawn How ridiculous!

Zhang Qishan immediately refused!

Mo Lin frowned slightly upon hearing this, but remained silent. At that very moment, however, Lin Feng shifted his gaze over.

"Isn't this Mo Lin, the young master Long time no see!"

As Lin Feng spoke, a hint of a smile played at the corner of his mouth as he walked towards Mo Lin.

This scene,

Instantly caught everyone's attention,

Could it be that Lin Feng just killed the prodigies of three major forces, and now wants to attack Mo Lin

"The other day, we just saw each other in the clan! It hasn't been that long."

Mo Lin looked cold and stern.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng suddenly slapped Mo Lin hard across the face.

Mo Lin dodged but was still heavily slapped away, losing a tooth in the process!

"I said, long time no see, long time no see! What are you talking back to me for"

Lin Feng said coldly.

"You, you dare hit me!"

Mo Lin struggled to his feet, his face filled with disbelief.

"

Bang!"

Lin Feng slapped Mo Lin across the face again and sneered:

"What's wrong with hitting you You still think this is the Demon God Clan and without your father, the Demon Lord, you are nothing but a waste!"

Mo Lin covered his face, his expression filled with resentment, shaking with anger!

It's a disgrace!

It's truly a disgrace!

As the eldest son of the Demon Lord and the crown prince of the demon race, how could he have ever been humiliated like this And in front of so many people!

"Try looking at me like that again!"

Lin Feng's voice suddenly turned cold.

Mo Lin shuddered at the words, quickly bowing his head.

Remember! From now on, when you see me, come and say hello proactively, or I'll hit you once every time we meet!

Lin Feng said coldly.

Then he glanced again at Zhang Qishan who was not far away.

Zhang Qishan forced a smile onto his face and hurriedly lowered his head, showing his submission...

"Alright! Everyone, do whatever you want!"

Lin Feng glanced at the entire scene, carrying the unconscious Moli and the corpse of Moye on the ground, and left!

…….

Watching Lin Feng's departing figure,

Everyone in the scene had different expressions, and it took a long time for their minds to calm down!

They all knew something big was going to happen!

Unlike the previous ones I killed.

This time,

Since the Dark Race and the Angel Race have lost two powerful figures, they definitely won't just let it go. It's very likely that they will send out Transcending Tribulation experts!

Including the Taichu Holy Temple!

Bo Luo is a disciple of an old monster from the Taichu Saint Temple.

I went out to train, and ended up dying here...

“I… I want to ask, will this copper coffin ceremony still be held”

At that moment, someone in the field said rather nervously.

"What are we still doing here All three organizers are dead!"

Someone shook their head and said.

As soon as these words were spoken,

As the crowd dispersed, people excitedly planned to share what they had witnessed. After all, it was a tale worth bragging about!

...And then, after everyone left.

Molin, after rubbing his swollen face, punched the table in front of him with all his might, smashing it to pieces!

"Lin Feng, I want you to die a terrible death!"

Mo Lin's face contorted with rage, and he roared each word.

"I hope your wishes come true soon! I'm off now!"

Zhang Qishan glanced at Mo Lin, then turned and left.

Mo Lin watched Zhang Qishan's departing figure and suddenly said:

"Didn't you always want my Magic Horn Flute I'll give it to you if you kill Lin Feng!"

Zhang Qishan stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

The Demon Horn Flute is a sound wave weapon, its grade has reached the level of a low-grade Spirit Treasure. When paired with his cultivation of the String Sound Secret Art, it can exert several times the power!

Once you possess the magical flute,

His combat power will be greatly enhanced!

He had previously asked Mo Lin for it, and stated he would offer a similarly ranked spirit treasure in exchange, but Mo Lin refused...

"Is that true"

Zhang Qishan's eyes flickered.

"Do you think I would lie to you"

Mo Lin's expression was grim.

Zhang Qishan pondered for a moment.

Although I feel it's wrong to provoke Lam Fung, people die for wealth and birds die for food.

He was simply unable to resist such temptation, so he said:

Okay, I can give it a try!

Then we just have to wait for good news!

A cold glint flashed in Mo Lin's eyes.

Zhang Qishan nodded, after leaving the Copper Coffin Assembly, he came to a small courtyard.

There is a chair in the small courtyard.

An elderly man in black, with white hair and skin as dry as a riverbed, lay on the chair.

The old man seemed frail and withered, like a tree about to fall. However, if you look closely, you'll find that within a ten-meter radius of him, it's spring all year round. Flowers bloom and wither, forming a stark contrast with the icy snow scene not far away!

This is a way!

And being able to apply Dao Fa to this extent undoubtedly proves that the old man before them is a Transcending Tribulation expert!

"Uncle Zhang!"

Zhang Qishan stepped closer and cautiously called out.

This old man before him was someone even his father respected, so he naturally didn't dare to be disrespectful...

"Aren't you going to attend some kind of coffin convention"

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes like the starry cosmos, profound and dark...

"That's how it is..."

Zhang Qishan recounted everything that happened at the Copper Coffin Convocation.

So, you're thinking...

"Well, I was hoping to get Uncle Zhang involved and take care of that Lin Feng!"

"Xiao Shan, it's not that I won't help you. Before I came here, your father repeatedly warned me not to interfere in your trials and tribulations... This wouldn't be of any benefit to you! You have to walk your own path, no one can always help you!"

The old man shook his head slightly.

"Uncle Zhang, just this once! I must have that Magic Horn Flute. You know what the Magic Horn Flute means to me!"

Zhang Qishan quickly said.

The old man pondered for a moment after hearing this, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Alright, I'll help you out this time!"

But this time, next time, unless you're in mortal danger, I absolutely won't intervene!

Thank you, Uncle Zhang!

Chang Qishan's face beamed with delight! a grave!These people can be roughly divided into two factions!The Pai are warriors from the Divine Martial Gate who primarily wear white. These warriors are clearly affected by the miasma, their face...