On the second floor of Chunfeng Pavilion, the originally soft and spring-like atmosphere was completely destroyed at this moment. Swords were drawn and crossbows were drawn, and there was great tension. A smell of gunpowder smoke spread, and these moments turned into a battlefield.
Lotte had no scruples and mocked and despised the Holy Son of Tyrant. This made Feng Hao completely understand why no one dared to provoke him.
This is a lunatic.
At this time, the Holy Son of Tyrant was hit by this muzzle. He still miscalculated. As if Lotte didn't pay attention to the threat hidden in his words, he scolded him so badly that he couldn't get off the stage at all.
"It has long been rumored that Brother Lotte is very powerful. I wonder if he dares to play against me."
The aura of the Holy Son of Tyrant opened and closed, but it was controlled within a small range by him. It did not affect the surrounding exotic flowers and plants. Only the sound of surging energy came out, which shocked people. Trembling.
It is rumored that he is a person who has received the great inheritance, and controls the secret method of the Tyrant Holy Land. In the realm of Mortal Saint, he has killed the early level of the Great Saint. It caused quite a sensation at that time. In the Eastern Region, he basically swept No one in the younger generation can match him.
He is very confident. He is not afraid of anyone among the younger generation, not even Lotte, who is widely rumored.
There is going to be a war.
Hearing these words, everyone trembled in their hearts, and the young heroes on the second floor all had expressions in their eyes that they were watching a good show.
No one knows what Lotte's strength is, but his attitude has been famous for a long time. Facing this madman, no one will not have a headache.
"The last round."
On the contrary, Lotte sat back, all the anger on his face disappeared, and he looked at Holy Son Ba Tian with a mocking expression, "Do you think anyone can become my Lotte opponent?"
There was contempt in his eyes, and his words were full of disdain. It seemed that the Holy Son of Tyrant was too weak to be interested in doing anything.
These words undoubtedly poured a spoonful of fire oil on the anger of the Holy Son of Tyrant. It was extremely strong. Although he did not move, the whole world seemed to be shaking at this moment, with strange flowers and rare plants. The butterflies among them also hid among the flowers, as if the end was coming.
"Holy Son Tyrant, Young Master Lotte...don't let the two of you harm your harmony."
The sound of nature was like a spring breeze blowing through, stirring into the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, it was like ice cubes were put into boiling water, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
The one who spoke was naturally spring.
She is dressed in a white dress and is as beautiful as a fairy from Guanghan. Her face is covered with a thin gauze veil, which gives people a hazy beauty that makes people feel suffocated at just one glance.
She had a slight smile and was surrounded by colorful butterflies. Everything around her was full of spring and full of vitality, but nothing in that area was affected.
At this time, everyone was surprised. It turned out that this spring was not only the most beautiful woman in Chunfeng Pavilion, she was just a master in singing and playing the piano. Her cultivation was also extremely terrifying, and she could vaguely affect the trend of the world.
This kind of ability and cultivation are no less than those of the proud men present here. Even the Holy Son Ba Tian, Holy Son Huangji, Xiahou Tianyu... and others all show cautious expressions.
Feng Hao, on the other hand, was not moved, because he had already noticed the extraordinary nature of spring from the very beginning.
The people of Penglai World are indeed different. Not many people in the Baizu Continent can possess this kind of talent.
And now he has roughly understood that, in fact, it does not mean that the talents of people in Baizu Continent are much worse than those in Penglai World. For example, the body of the God Lord among the major races is much better than that of the Holy Son of each race. With the core descendants of those ancient and supreme families.
However, the body of the Divine Lord is too rare, and it cannot be passed down from generation to generation. If it is short-lived, it will not last long, so it cannot be strong at all.
However, in the major holy places and ancient families in the Penglai world, such tyrannical figures have never stopped, and there are them in every generation. Therefore, they can always exist and stand at the pinnacle of the world.
Furthermore, the foundation of the Penglai world is not comparable to that of the Baizu Continent. If there are no people with heaven-defying opportunities, even if they have the body of a god, they will not be able to compete with the heroes of the same age in the Penglai world.
Now, on the second floor of Chunfeng Pavilion, even the core disciples of some first-rate forces have people who have broken through to the primary level of the Great Sage. They are only in their twenties and thirties, and there are only a few of them in the Baizu Continent.
This is the gap. The strong are getting stronger and the weak are getting weaker. The gap between the two sides is gradually widening, which is why the current situation is formed.
Strength is respected. After Chun Chun revealed her strength intentionally or unintentionally, everyone looked at her differently.
If his strength is not as good as hers, then there is no point in conquering her.
But now, those who dare to say that they can absolutely suppress Spring have not yet. Even an arrogant person like the Tyrant Son remains silent and looks even more ugly.
In fact, Spring has already rejected his invitation in disguise.
Everyone knows this.
He was slapped once in the face by Lotte in public, and now, he was slapped again invisibly by a woman. He felt that his cheeks were burning, and the evil spirit was rising in his heart, but he did not show it.
"Miss Chun is not only beautiful in person, but also has a good level of cultivation. I admire her and say goodbye."
The Holy Son of Tyrant left these words indifferently, and cupped his hands towards Spring. He cast a cold glance at Letian and Feng Hao from the corner of his eye, and walked down from the second floor with long strides.
Even if he can suppress Spring with his own trump card, can he do it? Can he show it in such a scene?
Unless it has absolute repressive power.
"Xianfu."
After he turned around, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then he left with a domineering attitude and entered the palace of Tyrant Holy Land.
"hey-hey……"
Letian let out a creepy laugh, which seemed to be very cheerful. His white teeth were exposed, which was very inconsistent with his appearance. He said proudly to Feng Hao, "How about it, I helped you eliminate one Opponent, how can you thank me?"
"snort."
Feng Hao rolled his eyes at him and ignored him, neither cold nor indifferent.
He finally understood that this Lotte has the nature of a child and likes to cause trouble. He will not hold back his displeasure like these people. He will vent it out directly without holding back or being shady behind his back.
Although this kind of person looks very unruly and domineering, he does not have that kind of deep scheming. At this time, Feng Hao felt that maybe he could really be a brother with Lotte.
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