Chapter 488: Hellfire

Jiang Feng was about to leave the headquarters of Yaoling Group and tried to go to the capital to find Nangong's house. He happened to see Zhu Yongteng, and Zhu Yongteng looked exactly at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng had a headache. When he saw Zhu Yongteng, he thought of the photo he wanted, and avoided it subconsciously.
Zhu Yongteng looked at Jiang Feng in doubt, familiar, but he didn't think too much, and went directly.
Jiang Feng was lucky and hurriedly planned to leave. At this time, Chu Bo came here, saw Jiang Feng, and quickly greeted "Mr. Jiang, would you like to return to Hainan?"
Jiang Feng was stunned, and the secret road was bad. Not far behind, Zhu Yongteng gave a meal, then turned and stared at Jiang Feng fiercely, "It's you, I think of it, you a traitor."
Jiang Feng was speechless. On the opposite side, Chu Bo looked at Jiang Feng and Zhu Yongteng weirdly.
Zhu Yongteng quickly walked to Jiang Feng's eyes, "I almost forgot, the photo, you adulterer, obviously promised to sell the photo to me, but he disappeared."
Jiang Feng rolled his eyes and still did not hide.
Chu Bo felt that he was in trouble, and hurriedly greeted him and ran away. Farther away, many district leaders saw this scene, and looked at it with great interest. He also watched a good show. Hu Dingge sneered. Zhu Yongteng is Yunying Mountain Young master, Yunyao Mountain is a huge force in Sichuan and Sichuan. Big head Zhu Haotian was the first master of His Majesty the Poison King at the time, and now he is also an eighth-level power. What about this man on the list.
Behind Zhu Yongteng, the foreigner looked at Jiang Feng in amazement.
"Less than being a master, do you want everyone around you to know what photos you want to buy?" Jiang Feng said slowly.
Zhu Yongteng remembered that what he wanted to buy was not an ordinary thing. Chuanshu Jiumei was not simple and made Jiumei hostile. Even his father couldn't bear it. Thinking of this, he whispered "Let's go, don't want to slip, here." But Yunyun Mountain, you can't run away. "
Jiang Feng laughed, and what happened to Yunji Mountain. As long as he was not a strong title, few people in the world could stop him.
A quarter of an hour later, outside the city of Tianfu, Zhu Yongteng asked a large number of Yunyu Mountain guards to surround Jiang Feng, "to hand over the photos to Lao Tzu."
Jiang Feng helplessly, spreading his hands, "Young master, based on your identity, can't you get Jiumei? Why do you want a photo?"
"What do you know? It's fun to be one," Zhu Yongteng said proudly.
Behind him, the foreigner coughed a few times, "Excuse me, young master, you follow this, uh, your last name?".
"River".
"Oh, do you buy photos with this Mr. Jiang? What photos?" The foreigner asked.
Zhu Yongteng blushed, "Nothing, Ruijie, you go back first, I still have something to do."
Ruijie wondered, glanced at Zhu Yongteng and Jiang Feng, and shook his head. "That's not the case. The big boss said that he would go back together when he came out. Last time you dragged it to Hainan for a few days before going home. The big boss was still angry."
Speaking of this, Zhu Yongteng stared at Jiang Feng fiercely again, "Because of you, Lao Tzu was banned."
"Who is this foreigner?" Jiang Feng ignored him, but asked.
"Why tell you? Quickly give the photo to Lao Tzu," Zhu Yongteng anxiously.
"Hello, my name is Ruijieke. You can call me Jack and I am a good friend of Yunyao Mountain," Ruijieke said enthusiastically. Jiang Feng laughed, "Hi, my name is Jiang Feng."
Jiang Feng himself has no prejudice against foreigners. The war between nations lies in culture and interests. It has little to do with ordinary people. Any nation has good or bad. He will not be all hostile.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear it?" Zhu Yongteng said anxiously, Jiang Feng was about to say something, and suddenly his face changed, looking to the east. Between the heavens and the earth, the black flames emerged out of nowhere, burning the heaven and earth, the Yunyu Mountain Guards. Horrified, the pressure of endless terror came, Zhu Yongteng's face turned pale, Ruijie stood suddenly in front of Zhu Yongteng, a crescent moon sickle emerged in his hand, staring at the black flame.
Jiang Feng's eyes were cold, he knew who was here, one of the seven golden wings of His Majesty Yu Huang, the eleventh place on the list, and the inferno of the fire.
In Tianfu, there are no strong names sitting in town, but there are many eight-level masters in it. At the same time, a horrible prison fire outside the city was detected. This flame was only owned by one person, Zuo Ming.
The Emperor Yu is a public enemy of China, but his people are not allowed to enter the interior of China. Except for the same sphere of influence of the powerful, they will almost die. Other places, they do n’t care, such as Chuan Shu. The powerful forces that challenged even Yunyun Mountain were not enough.
Zuo Ming did not dare to prey in Hubei and Hainan, but he was not afraid of Sichuan. Anyone with a brain would not challenge the Emperor of Yu without the title of a strong one. The killing of Xu Yunzhang, Zhu Haotian and others have endured. It is not that they do not want revenge, nor is it lack of strength, but that they have no ability. Yuhuang and Daohuang have a level. They also have no ability to fight against Yuhuang.
If the poisoned king Xu Yunzhang was alive, he would not dare to come here by the ten guts of Zuo Ming, and now he has no fear.
"The eleventh place in the list, Zuo Ming of the prison fire," Ruijie trembled, terrified. He is also a master of level 7, but facing Zuo Ming, the difference is too much.
Zhu Yongteng was frightened. He was not stupid. He knew what the eleventh place on the list meant. Huang Ming, who was ninth on the list, was treated by Yun Yunshan. Zuo Ming, far more than Huang Ming, was not a class. His strength Maybe not worse than his father Zhu Haotian, and he is also the Emperor Yu of the Yellow Emperor. Why do such people appear in Sichuan?
Zuo Ming was wearing a black hellfire, approached slowly, his eyes could not be seen, and all burned in the flame. The endless hellfire caused the temperature of the heavens and the earth to rise sharply, but then suddenly fell, as if the cold current came, anomalous. This is, Hellfire.
"Zhuoming Zuoming, why did it appear in Chuanshu?" Ruijieke asked loudly, and all the Yunyushan guards looked horrified, and did not dare to take a step forward.
Zuo Ming didn't talk to Ruijie, but stared at Jiang Feng, who was also staring at him.
"Follow me voluntarily, or am I interrupting your legs and dragging you away?" Zuo Minghan whispered, his voice dropped, and behind him the sky hellfire burned for half a day, so that countless people in the city of Tianfu could see clearly, among them, no The lesser eighth strong approached and looked at Zuo Ming.
As an eighth-level powerhouse hired by Yaoling Group, Lei Liang naturally felt the horrible prison fire outside the city and approached quickly, but he did not intend to intervene. It can be said that many level-eight powerhouses in Tianfu did not intend to intervene, hating Yuhuang It ’s the same thing. I dare to confront Yu Huang, but there are very few. In this era, the strongest name is the sky and the rules. Only the strongest person can fight against the strongest name. This is the end. Thirteen years deeply imprinted on their minds.
Tianfu is close to the city gate. Inside the hotel, a beautiful woman with glasses blinked and watched the blaze outside the city. At first she was confused, and then she thought of it. There was a hint of hatred in her eyes. ? "Thinking of this, the woman ran to the window with her bare feet, just outside the city, and she was Li Ying'er, one of the most beautiful women in Tianfu and Chuanshu Jiumei.
Outside the city, everyone looked at Jiang Feng. They didn't expect Zuo Ming to come to Jiang Feng, and it certainly didn't look like ordinary hatred.
Jiang Feng's face is calm and his star power is boiling. Since breaking through the seventh level, he wants to find someone to try his own strength. Zuo Ming is the most suitable opponent.
Jiang Feng slowly approached Zuo Ming. Behind him, Zhu Yongteng reached out to pull him, Ruijie quickly stopped, and whispered "Less the master, don't cause trouble, that is Zuo Ming, even your father may not be able to beat the eleventh place." Master. "
Zhu Yongteng was not willing to withdraw his hand. He was not trying to save Jiang Feng, nor was it for the sake of photos, and with dignity. He thought he was persecution Jiang Feng, but was intercepted by others in the middle. This made him unacceptable and felt that he had been provoked. He wanted to move back to his face, but in the face of Zuo Ming, he still gave up. After all, he was not an idiot without a mind, and he was very important.
Everyone watched Jiang Feng approaching Zuo Ming step by step. His eyes were full of pity. What about the standing members? What about the first place on the list? In the face of the eleventh place in the top 11 list, the difference is as good as the nature. You can imagine the end of Jiang Feng.
The two are getting closer and closer. Originally Zuo Ming was still very satisfied with Jiang Feng's acquaintance, but as Jiang Feng approached step by step, he had a sense of lethality in the face of the fierce beast. He could reach his strength and his instincts were accurate. Jiang Feng is getting closer and closer, and he is getting more and more disturbed. Why? Level six, level six.
The black prison fire is still burning, and the temperature is high and low, which sets off Zuo Ming's powerful strength. In front of him, Jiang Feng is less than ten meters, nine meters, eight meters from him. The closer he is, the stronger Zuo feels. It felt as if he had passed by Xiangxi and passed by the third ghost king on the list. The sense of crisis in which he fell into the vortex of death at any time made him remember it even more. At this moment, Jiang Feng was still five meters away from him, "stand still" left Ming shouted, and the infernal flames blasted into the sky, darkening the sky.
Everyone in Tianfu looked at him in puzzlement, and did not understand what he was doing. Jiang Feng had obediently come to him, what else would he want?
If you do n’t face it directly, you can never feel the feeling of life and death. Especially for Zuo Ming, the 11th place on the list, not only represents the seventh-level strong, but also represents the eighth-level. A fifteen-level master is enough to defeat many eight-level powerhouses, and Zuo Ming is about to enter the top ten on the list. His strength makes many eight-level powerhouses dare not match. Now he is only facing the sixth level. No one will The thought of Zuo Ming being scared at this moment, the breathing air was full of burning sensation, which made him unable to calm down.
Jiang Feng's mouth is rising. Levels 6 and 7 are not a level, especially for a person like him who can beat level 8 at level 6. Breaking through level 7 means a leap forward in strength. He doesn't know his strength. How much can you rank in the rankings, but one thing is certain, at least-the top ten.
The two stood so close to each other without speaking or acting, and at this moment, this scene was deeply imprinted in the minds of many people in Tianfu, and also imprinted in Li Yinger's mind.
The sky was getting more and more depressing, Zuo Ming's forehead, a drop of cold sweat passed, and then he was volatilized by the jail fire, his fists clenched, and he stared at Jiang Feng. He must be right. sense.