Warrior! There is no retreat.

"Tianshidu, do you think it is useful to me? You are a bunch of idiots looking for death, don't make me laugh?" Zhao Feiqing sneered loudly. He could laugh at any character to stop himself from becoming a strong man.

This is an insult and disrespect to him,

Faced with Xingtong's attack, Zhao Feiqing was surprisingly slow, but with a subsequent lift, Xingtong was punched away.

Xingtong still refused to retreat, hugging Zhao Feiqing's thigh as he stepped forward, even though blood kept pouring out of his mouth and even though his organs were bleeding profusely.

Hei Wa also rushed forward and hugged Zhao Feiqing's other thigh.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feiqing was puzzled, "Why do you dare to fight me when you are so weak? Don't you know that you will die if you do this? Don't you know that your sacrifice is in vain?"

What answered him was Hei Wa's sonorous and powerful reply, "Luo Feng catch him, catch him quickly, catch him quickly..."

"Hei Wa, let go, you will die," Luo Feng froze on the spot. It was clear that there was no chance of winning. Luo Feng was about to give up, but when he saw this scene, he was extremely shocked.

"Luo Feng, hurry up, arrest him, arrest this bad guy!" Hei Wa roared at the top of his lungs.

"A bunch of ignorant fools!" Zhao Feiqing lost his patience and glanced coldly at Hei Wa at his feet, "If they keep arguing, you will be the first to die."

Hei Wa was suddenly suspended in the air. He was kicked up by Zhao Feiqing. Before everyone could react, Zhao Feiqing punched Hei Wa through his entire chest.

But Hei Wa entangled Zhao Feiqing's arm, and his miserable and determined voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Catch him, catch the bad guys, we are warriors!"

"You idiot!" Luo Feng was instantly ignited with anger and stumbled to his feet.

"Why, you are angry. Is this an incompetent roar?" Zhao Feiqing sneered and threw Heiwa away, and then trampled Xingtong hard under his feet with disdain on his face.

"Luo Feng, what are you doing?" Li Qingshan curled up on the ground.

"Forget it Luo Feng, we really tried our best," Zhuge Yuxuan said with pale faces.

Without answering, Luo Feng clenched his fists with murderous intent.

At this moment Luo Feng made the worst and least ideal decision.

Thinking of that decision, Luo Feng not only laughed to himself.

I think Luo Feng has always been a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death since he was a child. When encountering difficulties, he is always the first to think about how to retreat behind his master and senior sisters. Today, he never thought that he would choose to do this for everyone.

Way to destroy your future.

"Forget it, forget it, maybe Yin Chen is right. People like me who are bound by emotions are destined not to become the kind of lonely warriors who can stand alone. I am still the coward who loves to cry," Luo Feng

He raised his head indifferently and opened his bloodline without hesitation.

The bloody tattoo started from the nape of my neck and spread all over my body.

"Bloodline, Luo Feng is actually a bloodline owner!" Zhuge Yuxuan was shocked. Suddenly she recognized Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, it turns out you are..."

"Luo Feng, what, do you think you can be my opponent even with your bloodline? I have investigated you and found that your bloodline is currently only at the level of the Dragon Peak. I am in the Immortal Realm. The gap between us is not just two big ones."

The realm is so simple, believe it or not, I can crush you to death with just one finger?"

Luo Feng sneered, "I know."

"Then you should know that if you dare to come up, you will die. It would be wise for you to run away like a dog."

"I'm not planning to run this time," Luo Feng suddenly flipped his right hand, and the silver needle he had prepared suddenly appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng inserted the silver needle into the major points of his body with precision and skill.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Yuxuan's face changed drastically and he screamed, "Luo Feng, are you crazy? You are committing suicide. Stop it."

"Does this madman actually want to use silver needles to stimulate the blood vessels to achieve a strengthening effect?" Li Qingshan recognized the purpose of Luo Feng's acupuncture at a glance.

Suddenly, Luo Feng felt as if his whole body was about to explode, and power, extremely brutal power spurted out from his limbs.

Blood was already covering all the orifices on his face, and the heartbreaking pain spread all over the cells in his body. Luo Feng couldn't help but tremble in pain, but Luo Feng didn't stop, instead he roared like crazy, letting the power of blood flow into every cell.

"Pretend to be a ghost," Zhao Feiqing said, but after feeling Luo Feng's invisible and terrifying aura, he actually felt scared.

Stepping forward, Zhao Feiqing grabbed Luo Feng's throat and kicked Luo Feng hard in the air, causing Luo Feng to fly backwards.

Before his body hit the ground, Zhao Feiqing followed up again, landing one punch after another with devastating force on Luo Feng.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Feiqing went crazy, and as soon as Luo Feng flew up, a fist covered with veins and filled with terrifying wind pressure vowed to penetrate Luo Feng's heart.

But at this moment, Luo Feng suddenly raised his eyes, two streaks of blood shot out, and his right hand was like lightning, and he forcibly caught Zhao Feiqing's killing move.

"This! How is this possible?" Zhao Feiqing was so frightened that all the hairs on his body stood up, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Shock immediately turned into shame and anger.

"You, a loser, dare to stop my great cause. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

One punch punched out again.

Without answering, Luo Feng's hand holding Zhao Feiqing suddenly sank, and he actually threw Zhao Feiqing away, letting out a low roar like a wild beast.

"No, the bloodline is out of control," Zhuge Yuxuan's face turned pale. She also had the bloodline, so of course she knew the side effects of Luo Feng's method.

"Luo Feng!" From the ruins of the building in the distance, raging flames soared into the sky. Zhao Feiqing wasted no time in standing in the flames and rushed out, "You dare not stop my plan, go to hell!"

With one palm shot, several fire dragons came straight towards Luo Feng with murderous intent to destroy everything.

"Kill you!" Luo Feng's body sank, and he only heard a bang. The floor beneath his feet collapsed and exploded. Suddenly Luo Feng turned into a bloody afterimage and went straight towards the three fire dragons. His speed was not inferior to that of the banished fairyland?

Undoubtedly, the silver needle technique forcibly stimulated the Emperor's bloodline in a great sense, and actually allowed Luo Feng to barely reach the level of being relegated to the Immortal Realm.

The three fire dragons in front of him, and the blood-red tattoos on Luo Feng's body that were beating and shining more and more instantly swallowed up the three fire dragons.

In the next moment, Luo Feng suddenly landed in front of Zhao Feiqing, carrying strong wind and gravel and said in a deep voice.

"What did you just say? Say it again!"

Zhao Feiqing's expression was ferocious, "I said you are just looking for death!"

"boom!"

In the middle of Zhao Feiqing's words, Luo Feng punched Zhao Feiqing in the face, and Zhao Feiqing immediately turned into a cannonball and flew backwards.

Luo Feng didn't stop, because the limit of what he could hold up to this second level of strength was almost reached.

Keeping up one step at a time, the speed continues to surge, which is almost a suicide method.

"So fast, what's going on with this bloodline!" Zhao Feiqing slammed into the wall, and a large hole swallowed him up in an instant.

Before he could return to his senses, Luo Feng had already arrived in front of him and rained down heavy and deadly blows.

Zhao Feiqing was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. His fists became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer match Luo Feng's speed.

"Luo Feng, you don't dare to stop my dream of becoming a stronger warrior!" Zhao Feiqing screamed in despair, relying on his powerful energy to force Luo Feng back a step.

Luo Feng once again approached closely and responded with a punch, hitting Zhao Feiqing's Qi Sea with a bang.

"Pfft!" Zhao Feiqing's abdomen was pierced, and he looked at the monster in despair.

"What kind of warrior dream are you talking about? Stop joking," Luo Feng grabbed Zhao Feiqing's weak head with one hand and pulled out his fist.

Suddenly Zhao Feiqing fell into a pool of blood, his limbs twitching.

I looked up at the sky, which was so gray that it looked so much like myself.

"Luo Feng," an angry voice came out of Zhao Feiqing's pale mouth. He looked at Luo Feng jokingly, "You have more potential than me. You could have gone to a higher level. You could even surpass the old madman.

Is it worth it to kill me to become one of the seeds of a mysterious warrior?"

Luo Feng did not answer. In fact, he had no strength to answer.

Standing on the ruins and facing the wind, the boy seemed to have grown into an adult at this moment and became the ideal man of his master and senior sisters.

But the price is heavy.

Luo Feng closed his eyes and answered Zhao Feiqing at the last second when his life breath was exhausted, "There is no value or not, only willingness or not. I followed the master's warrior teachings. I am a warrior, but you are not."

Luo Feng and Zhao Feiqing closed their eyes at the same time and lay in the same ruins.
Chapter completed!