"Presumptuous! Don't be rude to the Son!"
Ye Xi didn't know when, appeared behind Lu Feng and yelled at Tang San.
Tang San hit Yeyue, she hesitated to come forward, but if Tang San wanted to do something to the Son, she had to come forward, this was her duty.
"Rude? He slapped me, didn't you see?"
With the support of the King of Slaughter, Tang San was not afraid of Ye Xi.
"I saw it, but it was you who took the shot first, you're to blame yourself, the Holy Son just slapped you back for Xiaoyue." Ye Xi said coldly.
"Why! Why is he?! He Lu Feng is only the Soul King, I am the Soul Emperor! I am better than him here, if he hits me, I will kill him!" Everything has changed, like howling a ghost.
On such occasions, especially when he was in the limelight just now, he is now disgraced.
The contrast is huge, forming a strong humiliation.
If you don't get back on stage, you won't be able to get off the stage at all.
"Okay, then let's duel, right now!"
Lu Feng's eyes were cold, and the killing was unexpectedly released, and his temperament changed greatly!
From gentle as jade, in an instant, he became a fearless **** of war who looked down on the world.
Asking Tang San to sacrifice to Xiao Wu was just one of his plans. If the situation didn't allow it, then he might as well kill Tang San!
Now Ah Yin has partial amnesia, and won't know that Tang San is her son.
Even if his memory recovers in the future, he knows that he is in the killing field, and at Tang San's request, fights a duel and kills him dignifiedly, Ah Yin will not have any objection.
Ah Yin and Tang San have never lived together, and have no deep feelings.
In the process of communicating with Ah Yin, I realized that Ah Yin does not take life and death as seriously as human beings.
Ah Yin said that every blue silver grass on the ground is her people, and they are all connected by blood.
From a broad perspective, thousands of blue silver grasses are her children.
Sometimes, humans or spirit beasts walked across the grass and stepped on a foot, which might break a few blue silver grasses, causing them to wither and die.
Sometimes, a single soul skill in battle would destroy a large piece of blue silver grass.
Sometimes, wildfires invaded and countless blue silver grasses were burned to death and perished.
The withered and burned blue silver grass turned into ashes, returned to the dust, nourished the blue silver grass seeds, and regenerated.
Therefore, for plants, death is not disappearance, but the transformation and continuation of life forms.
Just as ice turns into water, the water evaporates into gas, and the gas condenses into rainwater and falls to the ground, and so on.
Plants do not see themselves as individuals.
After becoming a human, Ah Yin's concept has changed, but he still doesn't value his own life and death as much as a human being. Of course, he doesn't care too much about Tang San's life and death.
"Master, this villain is very annoying, just kill him, I can also do it for me." Ah Yin's voice sounded in Lu Feng's ear.
She cultivated in the space of Lu Feng's soul tool, and felt that Tang San had a strong murderous intent towards Lu Feng, and naturally she was also full of hostility towards Lu Feng.
"Don't worry, I will handle it." Lu Feng communicated with Ah Yin with all his heart.
In any case, Lu Feng wouldn't let A Yin kill Tang San. That would be extremely bad for A Yin. After all, it was her bloodline. She couldn't leave her with deep regrets in the future because she didn't know Tang San was her child for the time being.
"Okay! You'd better accept the duel!"
Tang San heard that Lu Feng was willing to duel, and agreed without thinking.
"You can duel, but this battle does not conform to the rules of the killing field, the victory is not counted, and there is no reward." Ye Xi reminded.
Hearing this, Tang San hesitated instead.
Lu Feng had shocked him too much.
And the rumors about Lu Feng have also described Lu Feng as a legend.
Just by defeating the Wuhundian Academy team alone, he knew that Lu Feng's strength was unfathomable. Lu Feng's fifth soul skill, Wanmu Crazy Prison, was still talked about by people to this day.
Although the level of soul power surpassed Lu Feng now, and soul skills could not be used here, he was not absolutely sure that he could defeat Lu Feng.
Even if he defeats Lu Feng, there is a high possibility that he will be seriously injured.
It does not count in cumulative wins.
And being seriously injured may cause his time to go to Hell Road to be delayed for a long time.
In case of lack of arms and legs, it will be impossible to pass through the road of hell.
It's not worth it.
According to the calculation in his heart, he was going to duel with Lu Feng in the next killing field.
He can use his influence to calculate Lu Feng, let the other people deal with Lu Feng first, consume Lu Feng's soul and physical strength, and test Lu Feng's strength, and he finally makes a move to reap the benefits of the fisherman.
This ensures the hundredth victory.
Just suffered a great humiliation, anger, and did not think carefully about the gains and losses.
Now facing a duel with Lu Feng alone, Tang San calmed down a little.
at this time.
Over the killing field, a space ripple suddenly appeared, blood clouds rolled wildly, and a vast voice shook.
"Tang San, you can't fight the Holy Son today. To duel, you must follow the rules of the killing field!"
Hoarse voice, deafening.
"It's the King of Slaughter!"
"The king has ordered."
The audience looked up at the sky with awe in their eyes.
"My father's order!" Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.
The voice of the adoptive father appeared too timely.
The King of Slaughter ordered that Lu Feng could not be moved. He could only kill Lu Feng in a duel in the killing field, which was equivalent to giving him a step.
He hurriedly borrowed the donkey down the slope.
"Lu Feng, you are lucky today. The next time we meet in the killing field will be your death!"
Tang San threw down a scene to save face, paws slightly, backed up, and left the killing field.
He lost his face here today, and he didn't want to stay for a second.
Ye Xi's eyes were fixed on Lu Feng, her eyes were a bit complicated, and most of them were worried.
Lu Feng felt like a beam of light appeared in the darkest world.
So dazzling.
So handsome and handsome.
And so upright.
It is completely different from all the men she has ever seen, and is outstanding.
Here, no one cares about the dignity of the weak.
Lu Feng, however, did not hesitate to show up for the dignity of a weak Yeyue, even if he duel on the spot with Tang San with stronger spirit power.
However, Ye Xi was worried that Lu Feng might not be Tang San's opponent.
She has watched dozens of the killing field battles of the green-faced poisonous king. The green-faced poisonous king not only has strong soul power, but also has a strange movement technique, powerful hidden weapons, and is good at using highly poisonous poisons.
And the most terrifying thing is the insidious cunning of the Green Faced Poison King.
Ten people are fighting for their lives, often relying on their heads.
Lu Feng was a little surprised, the King of Slaughter spoke directly, preventing the duel with Tang San in advance.
fair enough.
He had no objection.
Back to the VIP seat.
Lu Feng thought of one thing and asked Ye Xi, "My status as a holy son is higher or lower than that of the King of Slaughter?"
Ye Xi thought about it and said, "Let's put it this way, if it were an empire, the Holy Son would be the heir to the throne, and the King of Slaughter would be the King."
"That is to say, just in terms of status, the King of Slaughter wants to make a vassal to Lu Feng?" Liu Erlong asked in surprise.