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Don't look at how the three Spirit Demons of the Demonic Cult were thinking, they must be completely muddleheaded, their brains were only as big as a peanut, if Ling Tianfeng laughed like that, it would be impossible to tell that he was ridiculing them.

"What are you laughing at?" The big-headed monster in the middle asked Ling Tianfeng.

Ling Tianfeng laughed for a long time before suppressing his laughter. "I am happy for the three of you, to actually have such a fitting name.

"Let's start after laughing for a while. The young lord has said that you are very crafty, so we can't talk to you too much." The big-headed monster on the left said in an honest tone.

The one on the right, the big-headed monster, nodded in agreement, "That's right. If we don't wrench your head off and use it as a stool, the young master will chop off our head and use it as a ball to kick us."

Ling Tianfeng blinked his eyes and asked: "Do I look like an idiot to you all?"

The three of them shook their heads.

"Then why did you wring out my head?" Ling Tianfeng asked the three big headed retards.

"Er, the Young Lord told us to do it." The three of them replied without even thinking.

"Young master, if you want you to do it, you have to harm a young man who has no enmity with you? Why do you guys listen to Lei Zhe's words? Does he struggle with your female horses to make you guys or do you owe him a lot of money? " Ling Tianfeng decided to use his perfect tongue to deal with these three big-headed monsters.

"None at all. We only know that the Young Lord's orders must be obeyed, or else we'll have to move our heads and kick them like balls." The three of them were very determined on this point.

"Oh, so it's like that. What if you can't beat us? Would Lei Zhe let your heads move as well? " Ling Tianfeng asked.

The three heads shook their heads at the same time, "No, as long as we do our best, it will be fine. But don't worry, we will definitely chop your head off and hand it over to the young lord."

Ling Tianfeng squinted his eyes and asked: "You guys are that confident? I have Dragon Roar Divine Sword after all, and your young master did not want you all to chop off my head, because he knew that you guys were no match for him.

The giant in the middle asked with a reddened face: "What is a Dragon Roar Divine Sword?"

Ling Tianfeng made a sound of "Putong" and almost fell to the ground dead. This big-headed monster was the same as him when he first came to the precious place, it didn't know anything.

He coughed and said: "Dragon Roar Divine Sword is one of the five great divine tools with unlimited power. Lei Zhe has let you guys come here to die, alright, whoever comes here first will die, you brothers can discuss this." As Ling Tianfeng said this, he pointed the tall and peculiar looking Dragon Roar Divine Sword at the three of them.

The three giants came together to discuss animatedly, it seemed that if there were two more, it would be the fifth ring of the Olympic Games.

In less than ten seconds, the three giants split up and said in unison, "Let's attack together."

Ling Tianfeng was startled, and frowned: "Then wouldn't it be bullying with numbers?"

The three tycoons nodded in embarrassment. "That's right."

Ling Tianfeng shook his head and sighed: "I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, if you're not afraid of death, come."

He only stood there casually, but his defensive position was perfect. He was like an unscalable mountain, yet also like an unfathomable deep ocean. Lian Yunmeng's martial arts could not be considered top-notch, but his aura was definitely frightening. With the addition of the Divine Weapons in his hands, he truly did look like a grandmaster of a generation.

Ling Tianfeng felt that his long hair was fluttering in the wind, and the way he stood with his hands behind his back made him look like a hero. If he placed a mirror in front of him, he would feel good about flying away.

At this time, Ling Tianfeng was like a hedgehog without any place for him in the eyes of the Three Great Leaders. They were just three hounds circling around him, barking out anxiously, exhausting their energy but unable to make a move.

Seeing the three of them so anxious that they were scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks, Ling Tianfeng could not help but burst out laughing, and say: "How about this, our elegant competition is good, there's a total of three rounds, each of you will have one match. As long as you win two rounds, even if I lose, I will cut my head off to let you guys sit down, then offer me your Dragon Roar Divine Sword, so you guys can gift it to Lei Zhe. If I win, all of you must let me go, because then you guys will have to do your best, Lei Zhe's personality is arrogant and proud, he is not one of those devils who don't blink his eyes when dealing with people, not to mention you are Demonic Cult's three giants, a pillar of talent, how could Demonic Cult cut your heads off so easily? "

Even if the three of them saw him besieging them, they wouldn't be able to find an opportunity to attack. Moreover, his analysis was right, the Young Lord wasn't someone who would do whatever he wanted. The three of them looked at each other and nodded: "Alright, let's fight. We will win two out of three rounds, how can we compete?"

Ling Tianfeng paced back and forth two steps, then muttered: "An elegant battle, then let's start with a literary battle. One of you and I will write a poem using the Sword Qi on the wall, and then let the goddess decide who writes it well, the poem is well written, and the person who writes the best will be the victor."

The three of them shook their heads at the same time, "No way."

"Why not?" Ling Tianfeng asked.

"We have no culture and do not know how to write poems." The three giants were quite honest.

"If that's the case, then... Shall we compete in the first round? " Ling Tianfeng muttered to himself for a moment.

"How do we compete?" the Three Great Leaders asked.

Ling Tianfeng handed the Dragon Roar Divine Sword to Lian Yunmeng, and had Lian Yunmeng stand seven or eight meters away from him. It was thanks to the space being so large, that they couldn't really compare at all.

"We'll start at the same starting point. Fairy, count the number one, two, and three. We'll go snatch the Dragon Roar Divine Sword at the same time and win whoever gets it first." Ling Tianfeng retreated to the wall opposite of Lian Yunmeng and drew a line with his inner force.

"Alright, let me do the first round." The big-headed monster on the left of the three of them said.

"Would you be stronger than me in terms of agility? "Why did you come?" The big-headed monster on the right couldn't take it anymore.

"Of course, of the three of us, I was the one with the most agility. When we were chasing the big black dog, I was the one who caught it first."

"Tsk, that's because Big Bro and I aren't chasing the big black dog, we're all going after Little Aunt and Little Liang."

The giant in the middle coughed and said, "You two bastards, don't embarrass yourselves. Let me do it."

"Brother, you are the one with the lowest strength. Are you sure you want to compete?" With their heads on the left and right, the two and three children had the same opinion on this point.

The elder's face reddened as he mumbled, "Alright, alright, Ol 'Three will be in the lead. You two little brats are jealous of my invincible lightness skills."

Xiao San and Ling Tianfeng stood at the starting line, with Lian Yunmeng shouting one, two, three. Right after the word "three" came out, a large head rushed out like lightning. Ling Tianfeng was startled for a second. In that second, Xiao San was already right in front of Lian Yunmeng, and his older brother Lao Er was smiling knowingly. In a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Lian Yunmeng, but he was still not as close as Xiao San. Ling Tianfeng stretched out his hand, and the Dragon Roar Divine Sword flew into his hand with a 'whoosh' sound. In the process, it had even knocked on Xiao San's head, causing Little San's eyes to shine with golden light.

Lian Yunmeng had always had confidence in Ling Tianfeng, but even just now, her confidence didn't waver in the slightest. She hadn't been with Ling Tianfeng for a long time, but it was as if she had known him for thousands of years. Ling Tianfeng's way of thinking was completely different from that of an ordinary person. She knew that since Ling Tianfeng wanted to compete, he would definitely win. Now, sure enough, he had won.

Xiao San was still looking down at his big head, but the truth was that the Dragon Roar Divine Sword was in Ling Tianfeng's hands.

Lian Yunmeng announced calmly. In the first round, Ling Tianfeng had won.

In the second round, they were competing in hidden weapons. Of course, Ling Tianfeng was the one who suggested this idea, bullying three big heads without any shame just to compete with him.

As for the method of competition, Ling Tianfeng proposed to use throwing knives against each other, but the two heads shook their heads and said that it was very dangerous.

"How about this?" Ling Tianfeng had a sudden inspiration. He drew nine circles on the wall. The big one had smaller circles, just like a modern target. The smallest one had a diameter of less than one centimeter. After drawing, he continued, "Each of us takes ten slashes. We obtain the highest number of rings." Then he explained the rules of the game and which circle represented which number of rings.

Xiao Li's f * cking throwing daggers and Ling Tianfeng's throwing daggers were practiced to the acme of perfection.

The boss looked at the throwing knives and thought back to when he was little and attacked the birds with mud. He rushed out first and said, "I'll compete with you."

The boss held his throwing knife and threw it towards the target, what made Ling Tianfeng look at him with a new light was that he actually hit ten rings every time, the previous blade had hit ten rings, the last blade had hit the previous one had hit the next ten rings, and the last blade had hit the previous ten rings, and then hit the target ten times as well, this was quite the skill.

In the end, the boss obtained a hundred rings, he looked at Ling Tianfeng proudly and said: "You do it."

Ling Tianfeng smiled, and then 'whoosh!' One swing, ten rings! Ling Tianfeng then bent his body, bent his body, turned over, and threw the blade upside down. He closed his eyes, and with a variety of movements, he threw out the other nine blades, which made Ling Tianfeng even more skillful. The first blade was in the middle of the ten rings, while the second blade followed suit, pushing the first blade into the wall, leaving the handle of the third blade outside.

Ling Tianfeng also had ten rings. Originally, Ling Tianfeng should have won this round, but he still won evenly, since everyone had 100 rings.

Ling Tianfeng shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "Then we can only compete in the third round, a fight to the death!" He walked over and lightly pulled out the knife from the wall. Rumble! The entire wall collapsed. Sunlight shone through the room, illuminating the gloomy surroundings like the heavens. It was just a paradise after a great calamity.

"What's the final match?" The waiter asked Ling Tianfeng.

"We can't let you decide what we want to compete in." Ling Tianfeng still had not opened his mouth, but the boss had already spoken.

Ling Tianfeng nodded his head: "Alright, tell me, what do you want to compete in?"

The boss wanted more, so he proudly said, "Bigger than the head!"

"Plop!" Ling Tianfeng could not stand steadily and fell to the ground.

He crawled up and brushed off the dust on his body. A light suddenly shone on his head as he smiled and said, "Do you want to be the size of a head in front of me? If you really want to be bigger than your head, I'll find my daughter to do it for me, okay? "

The three giants of Demonic Cult pondered for a moment. His daughter, no matter how big her head was, how could it be bigger than theirs? That was impossible, so they all nodded, "Alright, let your daughter compete with us. If her head is bigger than ours, we will let you go."

Lian Yunmeng looked at the laughable faces of the three of them, and then glanced at Ling Tianfeng. The curve of his lips unconsciously spread out, and his eyes curved into a smile.

Ling Tianfeng winked at Lian Yunmeng and forced out a laugh: "A gentleman's word, a fast horse and whip. I will keep my word, if you don't say it, I will cut off my head and kick it like a ball."

The Demonic Cult three giants said at the same time: "That's right, those words don't count, their heads are like balls."

Ling Tianfeng took a deep breath and shouted, "Daughter!"

's head was as big as a copper cauldron. Forget about the Three Great Leaders, even the three heads together would not be his match.

The three Big Head Monsters were completely shocked when they saw the Divine Dragon. They never thought that there would be such a terrifying force in the world.

"This... This is your daughter? " As expected of the boss, he was the first to recover from the shock.

Ling Tianfeng nodded: "That's right." He then snapped his fingers and said to Nian Ying: "Daughter, call me daddy."

Nian Ying spoke in a muffled voice, "Father."

"Plop, plop, plop!" They all fell to the ground.

Lian Yunmeng announced with a smile, Ling Tianfeng has won in the third round.

After the announcement, the Divine Dragon returned to the sword, and the two of them walked side by side towards the last level. Who knew what kind of dangers the last level would bring?