There is nothing about him that can be compared with Lihun!
Chen Feng looked at Li Hun, and even felt a little desperate in his heart!
"It's too strong. This Lihun is really too powerful. Even if I have such strength, even if my strength improves rapidly, even if I have three heaven-level ninth-grade martial arts, I can't compare with him!"
He fought so miserably!"
However, what Chen Feng didn't know was that at this moment, Li Hun's heart was filled with shock.
He looked at Chen Feng, and his heart was filled with turmoil, and he was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked.
"This boy, when I just left the Soul-Destroying Palace to hunt him down, his strength was extremely humble. In my eyes, he was like an ant. I could kill countless of him with just a stretch of my hand."
"And now, he can almost compete with me!"
"It seems easy for me to deal with him now, but in fact I am just a little better than him in all aspects. I mainly rely on my combat experience!"
"This kid is so scary!"
"I have been practicing for a full five hundred and seventy years. If it weren't for the palace master's extraordinary ability, I wouldn't have survived this long!"
"And what about him? He is only twenty-two years old!"
Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a voice echoed in his heart: "We must not let him live, he must die! I must kill him!"
"Otherwise, not only will I lose my life at his hands in the future, I'm afraid even the Soul-Destroying Palace will not be able to save it!"
He stepped forward and was about to attack Chen Feng.
At this time, An Lao suddenly appeared, stared at him, and shouted sternly: "That's enough, aren't you just trying to catch me?"
"Let him go, this matter has nothing to do with him!"
"You are so naive! Old guy!" Lihun laughed loudly and said: "You old guy, you think you are smart, but in fact you are not very knowledgeable?"
He said proudly: "Our force is called the Soul-Destroying Palace in your mouth, which means that it specializes in capturing wandering souls like you."
"Hahahaha, so shallow!"
"You don't know at all that the real name of our force is Taitian Palace. What does Taitian Palace mean? It means to act for Heaven, to act for God, to act for Heaven, and to kill those things that he doesn't want to see!
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"You ghosts, wandering between life and death, do not reincarnate or enter reincarnation, but you are not true warriors. This is naturally not tolerated by heaven!"
"And we are not just dealing with you at all. Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of us dealing with you wholeheartedly?"
"Let me tell you, the main thing I am here to deal with today is not you at all, but this little brat!"
The dark boss was shocked and said angrily: "Why?"
"Because!" Li Hun stared at Chen Feng, word by word, his voice sounded like it was coming from under the Nine Netherworld, it was obscure and difficult to understand: "This kid is a body hated by heaven!"
There was extreme jealousy in his eyes, and he stared at Chen Feng and said: "Your body is extremely heaven-defying and extremely tyrannical. It has even become so powerful that even God and the heavens hate it!"
"That's why I was sent to kill you. Of course, it's a surprise to meet an old guy like you!"
He looked at An Lao and said.
"What? The body of heavenly hatred?" Chen Feng was stunned when he heard this.
He didn't know the specific meaning of this body of hatred.
An Lao exclaimed and turned to look at Chen Feng, with an extremely complicated expression on his face. His expression was full of shock, disbelief, but also full of deep relief.
He looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said: "Let me just say, you little guy is a genius. Now it seems that genius is not enough to describe you!"
"You are the Body of Heavenly Hate! Hahaha, little guy, you will know how powerful the Body of Heavenly Hate is in the future! How unbelievable!"
Chen Feng was very confused. He only knew that now he and An Lao were in extreme crisis!
Li Hun stared at An Lao and shouted coldly: "Go away quickly, I will kill him first and then you. Otherwise, I will kill you first and you will not be able to live for even a moment longer!"
At this time, An Lao suddenly flashed and stood in front of Chen Feng.
Chen Feng exclaimed: "Old An, what are you doing?"
An Lao looked back at Chen Feng, and then, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
Then, he turned back, looked at Li Hun, and said loudly: "Let Chen Feng go, I'll go back with you!"
"What? I let you go? Do you want me to let you go?" Li Hun looked at An Lao with a disdainful smile on his face.
He said contemptuously: "Why do you deserve it? How do you deserve it?"
"My strength is more than enough to kill him and then capture you again? Why do you want me not to kill him?"
"Who do you think you are?"
His voice was full of contempt.
Hearing his contemptuous words, Chen Feng was so angry that he struggled to stand up.
Even if he is seriously injured and on the verge of death!
An Lao is one of the people Chen Feng respects the most, just like his grandfather. He will never allow anyone to insult An Lao like this.
An Lao was not angry at this time. He just looked at Chen Feng and shook his head slowly.
Then, he turned his gaze to Lihun, with a sneer on his lips, and said, "Oh, you think I can't negotiate terms with you, right?"
"You think you can easily kill him and then take me back, right?"
He suddenly smiled coldly, and then stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a clay pot appeared in his palm.
This pottery pot is about the size of a fist and is made of blue ceramics. It looks extremely simple.
The lines are hard and simple, but at the same time, they are full of indescribable beauty.
It's like the ancient ancestors made it with the simplest craftsmanship, but it has the most hard work and the most devout faith inside.
It looked like an ordinary clay pot, but after seeing this clay pot, Li Hun's expression suddenly changed. He took two steps back and shouted in shock: "My natal soul?"
"My natal soul! You actually have your natal soul!"
Chen Feng was secretly surprised, but he also saw that this clay pot should be some kind of natal soul.
Although he didn't know what it was used for, this thing should be extremely damaging to Lihun.
Otherwise, the extremely arrogant Li Hun would not show such an expression.
"That's right, it's the natal soul master."
An Lao smiled slightly. Although he smiled, his smile was extremely cold and filled with a fierce hatred.
"You people from the Soul-Destroying Palace hunt and kill souls like me everywhere. Do you think we are stupid?"
