Chapter 90: Want to leave after hitting someone?

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"Huh! Let's go!"
Mu Qingtian's face became more and more gloomy, he summoned the other two disciples Du Chen and Zhou Chuanxiong, planning to leave immediately.
"Wait! You guys just want to leave like this?"
Lin Feng suddenly stepped forward and stopped a few of them. "What do you want!" Zhantai Qingjue stared at him with cold eyes. After so many years, when did he suffer from this kind of loss, today he hides behind Mu Qingtian, the most important thing. , All of this is Murong Yan
However, after seeing his eyes, what face does he have in the future to let her be his own woman!
"Lin Feng, you..." Elder Meng on the side also gave Lin Feng a surprised look. Although he relied on Lin Feng to save Luoyunzong's face today, he couldn't be dazzled by the momentary victory.
Lin Feng smiled at Elder Meng and said, "The elders are safe, don’t be impatient, the kid has his own way!" Then, Lin Feng looked at Mu Qingtian, who was headed by him: "Mu, old man, look at your destruction of our competition arena. What it looks like, this is second, the key is that due to your intrusion, our biennial martial arts convention was
Your arrival was forced to stop, which delayed our game progress! "
"What do you mean!" Mu Qingtian looked at Lin Feng, feeling that this kid had something in his words, very cunning.
"Hehe, what I mean is that you should pay some compensation!" Lin Feng smiled at Mu Qingtian and the others.
"What do you want!" Mu Qingtian snorted coldly, and he guessed it. Lin Feng, this kid must have another purpose, and he can just send him something in a big deal later.
"Five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!" Lin Feng snapped his fingers, his voice raised a little.
The faces of the Mu Qingtian people on the opposite side instantly turned pale. Zhou Chuanxiong behind Mu Qingtian roared: "Why don't you grab it!"
"Boy, you really dare to speak, it's better to be a man!" Mu Qingtian's face turned black. This kid is clearly the lion's mouth.
"The 500,000 low-grade spirit stones are not a lot. Calculate the maintenance costs, labor costs, stone costs, and the most critical spiritual loss costs on the ring. These spirit stones are not many, not many!"
Hearing this, Elder Meng behind him took a breath and looked at Murong Yanran on the side: "You friend, you dare to ask for it."
Murong Yanran smiled helplessly: "He has always been like this."
Everyone in the audience laughed, and various excited voices came.
"Lin Feng is good!"
"I didn't expect Lin Feng to be more shameless than me, but I like it, haha!"
"To make our ring like this, it is indeed necessary to compensate, but 500,000 lower-grade spirit stones are a bit too much!"
"At that time, maybe the elders are in a good mood and will reward these low-grade spirit stones to us outer disciples!"
"Yes! Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand!"
"Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand!"
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Seeing everyone screaming in the audience, Mu Qingtian's faces were expressionless and extremely indifferent.
Seeing Mu Qingtian's reluctance to speak, Lin Feng called out dozens of grenades and held them in his hands. As long as they dared to go, Lin Feng promised to throw them all.
Seeing this fierce scene, everyone present except Mu Qingtian stepped back, after all, they knew the power of those grenades better than anyone else.
"If you don't pay me! If you don't pay me, I will blow you up!"
"Huh! Kid don't make me angry, the old man can slap you to death with one hand!" Mu Qingtian glared at him, and the kid actually kicked his nose on the face.
"You shoot! Shoot!" Lin Feng deliberately stretched his head forward, who wouldn't play hard! Mu Qingtian gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, then glanced at Lin Feng with a deep meaning: "If we are to take 500,000 lower-grade spirit stones, we can't do it anyway. Why not, since today is the day of the outer martial arts conference. , Just let me
The disciples who are not good enough to learn about your strength, as long as you can beat him, I will give 500,000 low-grade spirit stones, how about it! By the way, there is another premise, you cannot use the kind of weapon you used before! "
With that, Mu Qingtian leaned back, and the burly Zhou Chuanxiong stepped forward and snorted at the crowd: "I am Zhou Chuanxiong, the outer disciple of the Yutian Temple. I don't know who can advise."
Zhou Chuanxiong's figure is too burly and strong, much taller than Li Dameng before. His arms are thicker than adult thighs. If he is accidentally caught by him, he might be torn to pieces. .
"Oh? Outer disciple, is that the number one master of the outer door?" Lin Feng on the side gave him a surprised look. Before Zhantai Qingjue attracted most of his attention, now seeing this person, Lin Feng found out This person is not simple and dangerous. "This..." Elder Meng first glanced at Zhou Chuanxiong, frowning, and then looking at everyone again, then slowly shook his head. He found that the people present except for Lin Feng and Tang Long were superior in strength. , Compared with Zhou Chuan
As far as Xiong is concerned, the difference in strength is not a little bit. If Lin Feng can use those weapons, he may be able to defeat the opponent, but his most important hole card has been strangled by the opponent, which is difficult to deal with.
"I come!"
Lin Feng put the grenade away and looked at Zhou Chuanxiong, who was boiling over with war. He wouldn't use the weapon without using it. Lin Feng didn't believe that he could not deal with Zhou Chuanxiong under his full power.
Just as Lin Feng was about to debut, Murong Yanran on the side immediately grabbed Lin Feng and shook her head secretly: "You just finished the comparison with Ling Chen, and your spiritual power is now less than one-third, and now your state is not his opponent! "
"But..." Lin Feng gritted his teeth, a little unwilling.
"Nothing but, can't go." Murong Yanran grabbed Lin Feng's arm with both hands, her strength increased a lot, her attitude was very clear.
The opposite Zhou Chuanxiong glanced at Lin Feng and sneered: "It turned out to be just a trash hiding behind a woman. I thought it was amazing! Haha!"
"You're looking for death!" Lin Feng's eyes flushed, and Murong Yanran was about to move away.
"I will meet him!"
At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the quiet square, and everyone saw it turned out to be Yuan He in a white robe!
Yuan He held the Blood Drink Tyrant knife, jumped to the top of the ring, and hooked Zhou Chuanxiong below the stage: "Come on!"
Immediately after, Yuan He glanced at Lin Feng with a deep meaning, and then nodded at him: "You recover first, let me check his strength!" Zhou Chuanxiong jumped to the center of the ring. His power was too great and he went up to the entire ring. All trembled.