Zhao Gui's face was cold, and coupled with his burly body, he felt extremely oppressive.
"Master Chen."
Wang Xian looked at Chen Feng, his forehead covered with fine sweat.
As for Wang Miaoke, he hugged Chen Feng tightly with both arms.
She was shivering and her legs were shaking, but her eyes were still looking ahead firmly.
Chen Feng said nothing and stared at Zhao Gui.
The middle-aged man in front of him had a surging power. Not only that, the depth and determination in his eyes exceeded that of any warrior Chen Feng had ever seen.
"I'll give you a chance to kill the father and daughter, and I can let you live."
"Seeing as we are all warriors, this condition should be very merciful."
"I'll count by dozens. It should be enough to kill two ordinary people in the time it takes to count by tens."
Zhao Gui said softly, a murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.
"Hey, you are going too far. The elixir is obviously useless, so why are you trying to kill us all?"
"Besides, I apologized to you, and you still want to kill us after paying you compensation. It's so abominable."
Wang Miaoke forced herself to calm down. She wanted to see if there was any possibility of reconciliation.
"Whether the pill is useful or not is not important. What is important is that you made my wife angry, so you should kill her."
"This is the reason why you have to die, do you understand?"
Zhao Gui said disdainfully, and then started counting.
"One, two..."
"No need to count, I refuse."
Chen Feng shook his head, as he happened to return the favor to the Wang family today.
"If you don't cherish the opportunity given to you, then get on with it."
Zhao Gui shouted loudly and took two steps forward. With one step he was ten meters away.
"Wind Demon Fist!"
The fists roared and struck with anger.
The branches on both sides were broken, and the ground was filled with dust.
Wang Miaoke closed her eyes, clasped her toes on the ground, and held Chen Feng's hand tightly.
Glancing at Wang Miaoke, Chen Feng gave a wry smile, "Miss Wang, please let me go, you're in a fight."
Looking at this punch, Chen Feng calmed down and punched out again, "Well done!"
The two fists collided.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, forming cracks like spider webs.
Zhao Gui took a few steps back, but Chen Feng remained motionless with a firm gaze.
"Won the fight?
Did you win?"
Wang Miaoke on the side opened her eyes in confusion.
Just now, she only felt as if a gust of wind was blowing, and then her feet suddenly sank, as if she suddenly slid down while taking the elevator.
She looked at the terrifying destructive power under her feet and was extremely horrified.
Chen Feng shook his head and looked at Zhao Gui with a hint of surprise.
"Good boy, no wonder you are so confident and dare to take my punch."
"You are good first, really good.
Do you want to step into the heaven level?"
Zhao Gui said slowly.
After hearing Zhao Gui's words, Chen Feng frowned, Heaven level?
That is China's top combat power now. Once it reaches the heaven level, it can basically run sideways in China.
The man in front of him was only at the peak of the mid-level earth level. His words made Chen Feng feel a little fluttering in his heart.
"Do you know the secret to entering the heaven level?"
Chen Feng asked softly.
"This is natural. Although my husband and I are just casual cultivators, it took me less than five years to break through from the yellow level to the prefecture level."
"What I rely on is the secret I mentioned."
Zhao Gui's incomparable self-confidence is deep in his bones and is built from battle after battle.
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and did not respond. He had a way to break through to the heaven level, just rely on pills.
However, if the opponent also has the secret method to break through to the heaven level, and can create heaven-level experts in batches, it will be of great benefit to him.
It is not easy for a person to break through to the heaven level, but it is extremely difficult to bring all his relatives and friends to practice to the heaven level.
"Mr. Chen, don't fall for his tricks, he must be trying to lie to you."
"With such a good thing, wouldn't it be better if he kept the secret to himself?"
Wang Xian looked at Chen Feng with some worry.
If Chen Feng is persuaded by Zhao Gui to rebel and stabs him, then he will die.
"If you want to break through to the heaven level, I will help you, but you have to be a slave for three years. After three years, I will set you free."
Zhao Gui said slowly.
The young man in front of him is very powerful. If he can be conquered, he will definitely be a powerful force.
"Three years of slavery?"
Chen Feng sneered and shook his head.
"You're thinking shit."
"If you refuse, there's nothing to talk about.
You don't have to be my slave if you don't want to, idiot, do you think the reason why I just told you so much is just to divert your attention."
"You've fallen into a trap!"
Zhao Gui laughed loudly, pinched his fingers repeatedly, and threw out a few yellow talismans in his hand.
Huang Fu seemed to have a sense of autonomy and quickly flew to Chen Feng.
The enemy moved very quickly, but Chen Feng's speed was not slow, and he swung several flying knives at will.
A strange scene appeared. The flying knives in front of me actually missed the yellow talisman and passed through it, but failed to stop the yellow talisman from flying.
"Attached, slave seal, rise!"
Zhao Gui shouted softly, pinched it with his fingers, and the yellow talisman stuck firmly to Chen Feng's body.
"hiss!"
Following the enemy's soft drink, Chen Feng felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something was suppressing his consciousness.
"You have fallen into my slave mark. You will be my slave for the rest of your life."
Zhao Gui laughed, walked up to Chen Feng and gently patted Chen Feng's cheek.
"Are you worthy of fighting with me?
If it weren't for your good strength and talent, I would have punched you just now."
"Why are you staring at me? Believe it or not, I will pluck out your eyeballs. To be a slave, you must have the consciousness to be a slave. When the slave seal is stable, I will restore your cultivation."
Chen Feng frowned, and Zhao Gui's every word exerted an extremely strong suppression on him.
As long as he has the thought of resisting this middle-aged monk, he will be miserable.
"Chen Feng, are you okay?"
Wang Miaoke held Chen Feng's arm with an anxious look on his face.
Chen Feng didn't speak, his face turned dark and white.
At this moment, the slave mark in his mind was constantly eroding his consciousness.
Unexpectedly, he actually fell into the trap. After so many years since his debut, this was the first time that he fell into someone else's trap.
This slave mark is so weird that even a flying knife cannot block it.
"Xiantu, Qi!"
Chen Feng inspired the immortal picture.
The Immortal Picture shook, and a soft light shone over the slave seal. However, within three breaths, the slave seal was absorbed.
Chen Feng carefully thought about this slave mark. It was really weird, but very powerful.
This is not to violently erase the consciousness, but to suppress the original consciousness and make it a willing slave.
"Go and kill these two people."
Zhao Gui glanced at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
However, I have some doubts in my heart. He doesn't seem to have that strong control over Chen Feng.
"Who are you talking to?"
Chen Feng snorted coldly and suddenly slapped him down.
Zhao Gui was knocked unconscious by this slap. The slave who carved the slave mark actually hit himself?
"what happened?"
He was sure that the slave mark had been planted, but now it seemed that this was not the case.
"I will also give you a chance to live. I will be a slave for three years and let you live."
Chen Feng said in a deep voice, he was still very tempted by a prefecture-level strongman being his slave.
Even if he doesn't need it, the people around him probably do.
"You're fine, this is impossible!"
Zhao Gui's heart was filled with turmoil, and his eyes looking at Chen Feng were filled with horror.
"break!"
Chen Feng gave a light drink, and Xiantu completely absorbed the slave seal.
The frightened Zhao Gui suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and ran away.
The slave mark was destroyed and there was a backlash!
"Leave it to me."
Chen Feng shouted softly and took only two steps before appearing in front of Zhao Gui.
"I have been a slave for three years. I will spare your life and give me the complete skills of the slave seal."
Chen Feng said softly.
Zhao Gui looked dejected, knelt in front of Chen Feng, and gave Chen Feng the rubbings of formulas and exercises.
After taking a glance at the technique, Chen Feng threw it directly into the Immortal Diagram. As soon as the Immortal Diagram moved, the complete technique was immediately fed back to Chen Feng.
"The technique you gave me is flawed. If you don't want to die, don't have such crooked thoughts in the future."
Chen Feng snorted coldly.
Seeing that Chen Feng couldn't complete the technique in just a few breaths, he deliberately messed up the steps, his eyes were filled with despair.