"presumptuous!"

Seeing such a situation, General Wang Shen roared sharply, stared at the Fred Clan Chief, and shouted: "Captain Fred, do you know that this is the chief officer of our Xiaofeng Camp. Now that the hunting of the ten thousand clans has not begun, do you want to provoke a war between the two clans?"

"What, Chief Executive Officer of Xiaofeng?"

Fred's expression changed slightly, "He is General Manager Xiaofeng? Where is that old guy Yuan Xiaotian?"

"The boss chief has passed away. The current chief chief chief chief chief is the Ling Feng General Ling!" Wang Shen General said in a cold voice, hoping that these guys from the Frey clan would be concerned about Ling Feng's identity and dare not act rashly.

But then Fred actually laughed, "Die well, die wonderfully!"

"you!"

General Wang Shen's expression changed. These alien races were indeed a group of madmen and could not be judged by common sense.

"I didn't expect that you actually have some status!"

Hearing Ling Feng's identity, Fresa then looked at Ling Feng carefully and then sneered, "Is there no one in Xuanling Continent? Can you actually become the Chief Executive of Xiaofeng?"

"I'm not so good, but it's still more than enough to destroy you."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back. In his eyes, Fresa was second, and Fred, who was eyeing him on the side, was the real threat.

Fortunately, General Wang Shen was with him this time, otherwise the situation would be really hard to control.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fresa laughed, and a purple evil aura flashed all over her body, and said coldly: "It is your honor for me to fall in love with your woman! Well, since you don't know how to live or die, I will let everyone see that the Chief of the Xiaofeng is just a dead dog under my feet!"

"Pussy, have you pretended?"

After hearing Fresa's words, Ling Feng did not show any fear on his face, and he even had no fluctuations in his heart.

This Fresa is indeed a bit capable, but in fact, it is the second or third level of Ten Blades. If it were put a month ago, Ling Feng might not be able to get a bargain, and he is not even his opponent.

But Ling Feng is no longer the same as before and has been reborn.

Ling Feng quietly listened to Fresa's pretending to behave, and then, after he pretended to behave with a proud look on his face, he raised his right hand slightly, and slapped it in the face with a "swish".

"Die for me!"

Fresa was very strong. When she saw Ling Feng slap him, she felt anger in her chest. She used all her energy and put her back on her palm and met her hard.

However, what he never expected was that his palm seemed to be slapped against the iron wall of the copper wall, and his entire arm was cracked in an instant.

Then, Ling Feng's slap was slapped directly on his face without any obstacles.

Just as he heard a crisp "pop" sound, Fresa rolled out like a ball, and directly pulled at Fred's feet with one palm.

"Pussy, I'm not pretending like that."

Ling Feng faced the cannibalistic gazes of Fred, Frefang and others, and said coldly: "Those who have strength are called pretending, and those who are abusive, who are not capable and pretending to be hard, are purely big, stupid, and stupid!"

"you!"

Fresa on the ground struggled to get up, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the bloody teeth were sprayed out directly. The row of teeth in the left mouth were all shattered by Ling Feng.

With the vitality of the ancestral warrior, his teeth were broken and he could easily grow back, but the arrogance that was broken by Ling Feng just now was hard to pick up again.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Fred pulled Fresa up and saw that Fresa was covered in blood. He was furious and furious. He stared at Ling Feng and was about to kill him on the spot.

General Wang Shen took a step forward, blocked Fred, and said coldly: "Captain Frey, you have seen it too. Freza in your clan was provoking the front and the Chief Executive took action. Why? You are the leader of the clan after all, are you so unreasonable?"

"So what if I'm just unreasonable?"

Fred's eyes showed a fierce light and roared, "I have always been the only one of my Frey tribes who beat me, and no one dares to mess with me, Frey tribe. Do you want to keep that kid? Very good, then you all go to die!"

As soon as this said, everyone's eyelids were twitching. They had always heard that people from other races were cruel and domineering. As expected, this was true.

"You want to do it?"

Ling Feng was still not afraid when facing a powerful man like Fred, and sneered: "Okay, come on, it's just right, I'm worried that there is no excuse to go to war with you directly. As soon as you attack, this General Office directly summons all the troops of Xiaofeng Camp and kills you to the scum! I want to see who has a more tragic end!"

Ling Feng is now the Chief Executive Officer of Xiaofeng, no longer alone.

Anyone who dares to touch him will be able to send hundreds of elite troops from Xiaofeng Camp to come to him to take him in one go.

Even the Fallen Gods were burping under his hands. What is this mere Frey clan?

The reason why the Soul Temple Alliance has set up a "Ten Thousand Races Heavenly Hunter" with the alien races in the star field is not just because he is the Frey clan.

It's still far from being able to compete with Xiaofeng Camp with just the Frey clan.

"you!"

Sure enough, although most of the people in the Frey clan are not very smart, Fred, as the leader of the clan, still understands the interests.

These alien races in the star field were united. They were beaten to tears by the Yuanshen Temple, but in the end they just got a draw.

If the rules for "Ten Thousand Races Hunting" were not set, they would probably be united by the masters of the Soul Temple Alliance whenever they emerged.

If their Frey tribe breaks the rules and is listed as a hostile target by the Soul Temple Alliance, other alien races in the star field may not be concerned about their lives or death.

"Boy, you're ruthless!"

After taking a deep breath, Fred weighed the pros and cons, he also knew that it was not suitable to have a collapse with the Soul Temple now.

As the Chief Executive of Xiaofeng, Ling Feng has a special identity. His will represents to a certain extent the will of the senior leaders of the Yuanshen Temple Alliance.

The Frey clan is not enough to challenge the entire Soul Temple Alliance.

"Okay, very good!"

Fred glared at Ling Feng fiercely, "Boy, remember it for me, this matter is not over!"

Ling Feng sneered, "Why, don't you dare to fight again?"

Fred clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't dare to tear his face completely. He had to shook his sleeves and said coldly: "Let's go!"

Fresa was still unwilling to accept it, covering her swollen cheeks by Ling Feng, gritted her teeth and said, "Little Bastard, wait for me, your woman, I will make up for it!"

After saying that, the few people were about to turn around and leave and return to the villa arranged by the Demon-Fenging God Clan.

At this point, these guys actually want to rely on the Demon-Sainting Mountain and be arrogant and do their best!

"Slowly, who told you to leave?"

At this moment, Ling Feng's figure flashed and blocked the way the Frey clan and his group.

Fred stared at Ling Feng coldly, resisted the urge to kill him, and said viciously: "Boy, are you really looking for death? Don't think you are the Chief of the Xiaofeng. If you use the Yuanshen Temple to suppress me, I will not dare to touch you!"

"If you want to leave, let that ugly monster take back what he said just now and kowtow in front of me to admit his mistake. Otherwise, you will not be able to leave half a step!"

Ling Feng alone blocked the members of the Frey clan, and faced Fred, whose cultivation was far higher than him, without any fear.

Such courage is really admirable.
Chapter completed!