Villain: You were the one who suggested breaking off the engagement, why are you crying now?

Chapter 226

As soon as the words fell, the Black Winged Demon Dragon instantly released the terrifying aura of its holy beast.

The aura of the demon dragon filled the entire space.

"Roar!"

A roar of an angry dragon sounded, making the entire space tremble.

Everyone was frozen in place, not daring to move at all.

"We want this magical medicine, who dares to snatch it?"

When the Black Winged Demon Dragon took a step forward and walked to Chu Feng's side, Lin Panxi stared at the scene in a daze. Unconsciously, her back was wet with sweat, and it was a bit cold.

Gradually, Lin Panxi's eyes turned red, she pursed her lips and murmured: "What did I do wrong?"

"He killed my father, why can't I take revenge on him?"

"Does it mean that I have to be his appendage for the rest of my life? Why should I live so sadly?"

Lin Panxi didn't think she had done anything wrong at all.

I... just wanted revenge!

Chu Feng had killed his father in front of him, leaving no trace of his body!

Lin Panxi clenched her delicate little hands tightly.

No one knew her emotions, only an extreme hatred spread in her heart.

Ahead.

The huge group of crazy warriors were shocked by the sudden pressure of the two martial saints and dared not make any moves.

Looking at the man and the dragon who suddenly appeared, everyone was stunned.

"Is it Chu Feng?!"

"He is the traitor who killed his master and ran away a few years ago?"

"How could he be a martial saint!"

"A few months ago, when we first entered the ruins, he was only in the middle stage of the ninth rank. How come he has entered the realm of martial saint in just a few months?"

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

Ninth rank, they are naturally not afraid.

Those who can enter the ruins this time are at least seventh rank, and there are many eighth and ninth rank among the hundreds of them.

They would not be afraid of Chu Feng, who was in the middle stage of the ninth rank.

But it was different now, he was a martial saint!

The black-winged demon dragon beside him in the form of a dragon man was also a third-stage peak martial saint!

One martial saint was enough to kill all warriors below the martial saint.

Not to mention two martial saints coming at the same time.

This sense of fear was no less than the situation outside when the fifty-three martial saints blocked the door.

After being slaughtered like pigs and dogs by the martial saints, they were now more afraid of the fighting power of the martial saints.

Looking at the reactions of the crowd, Chu Feng felt somewhat happy.

Back then...

When he was still young, he was hunted by many warriors.

Now that he has become a saint, no matter how many warriors like them come, he will not be afraid at all!

Even if he wants to, he can crush them at will!

Chu Feng restrained his complacent mind, and his resolute face was full of indifference. He stood tall in the air, overlooking everyone, and said indifferently: "I want this magical medicine. Do you have any opinions?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, with only unwillingness in their eyes.

However, the ninth-grade people in the Nordic Divine Court stood up and said loudly: "Saint Chu, we dare not have any opinions."

"But Saint Chu, the magical medicine you want should not be of much use, right?"

"Why don't you hand over the magical medicine to my Nordic Divine Court? When you get out, my Divine Court will definitely reward you handsomely, with spiritual stone veins, extraordinary weapons, and even various resources for you to choose from."

Although they are ninth-grade, they have no ability to resist the Martial Saint.

But behind them stands the Divine Court!

Behind the Divine Court, there is a terrifying star sea background that even the Martial God is afraid of.

I believe that others will give it more or less.

However, Chu Feng smiled faintly: "Sorry, your words don't count. After we go out, let your Martial Saint of the Divine Court come and talk to me in person."

If this magical medicine is not very useful to him, then he doesn't mind exchanging it.

In exchange for some resources to support his own family.

Seeing that Chu Feng did not directly refuse, the faces of the several Divine Court Ninth Ranks also showed great joy, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Chu Sheng, we will notify my Divine Court Martial Saint to come as soon as we go out."

After that, the other party retreated to the side with satisfaction and waited quietly.

Seeing that the other party was so tactful, Chu Feng was also somewhat pleased.

After all, he liked such easy-to-talk people.

Then he swept his eyes across everyone's faces one by one, and finally his eyes were playful, and he increased the pressure of the Martial Saint on his body, and smiled faintly: "What about you?"

The warriors present were all from various countries in Blue Star, including Hei Fei, Mao Xiong, Ying Jiang, and Dragon Country warriors.

When they met Chu Feng's gaze and the black-winged demon dragon beside him, they couldn't help but tremble and lowered their heads.

"We have no objection."

What if they are unwilling?

If Chu Feng was still a ninth-rank, they would naturally not give up like this, but now, the other party is notNot only is he a martial saint, but there is also a black-winged demon dragon of the third stage of martial saint staring at him!

This is what they cannot ignore the most.

Seeing this, Chu Feng also smiled and nodded, saying: "Since everyone has no objection, then this magical medicine belongs to me."

After speaking.

Chu Feng's eyes turned and glanced at the few people who were already stiff on the spot.

Looking at the Qilin magical medicine in their arms, he smiled brightly and said: "Everyone, please hand over the magical medicine."

The blood-soaked people heard this and their hearts sank, saying: "Impossible!"

Their attitude was very firm.

It seemed that even if they died, they would never hand over this magical medicine.

"This magical medicine belongs to our young master. How can you, a traitor who killed your master, get involved?" The warrior holding the Qilin magical medicine said with sarcasm and unceremoniously.

He looked at Chu Feng with contempt.

Chu Feng's face twitched constantly when he heard this. After catching the key words, his eyes were full of ferocity: "Young Master?"

"Are you from the Su family?"

The man raised his head proudly and said disdainfully: "That's right!"

"So, how can a piece of trash like you be worthy of this magical medicine?"

Hearing these extremely humiliating words, the veins near Chu Feng's temples bulged, and his murderous intent was revealed: "Since you are from the Su family, then... go to hell!"

"All the people in the Su family deserve to die!"

Chu Feng suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the Su family warrior holding the spiritual medicine. He said in a fierce voice: "Go to hell!"

Buzz!

In an instant, the surrounding space fluctuated and quickly squeezed towards the other party.

The power of space.

One of the iconic means of the Martial Saint.

Not to mention that this person is only in the early stage of the ninth rank, even if he is in the late stage of the ninth rank, it is difficult to survive under the space compression of the Martial Saint!

Buzz!

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the man was almost instantly squeezed by the space and exploded to death.

Boom!

A cloud of blood mist could not be dissipated, and was absorbed bit by bit by the suspended Qilin Divine Medicine.

After doing all this, Chu Feng's face looked a little better.

"Don't know whether to live or die!" Chu Feng snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, your young master and your entire Su family will go down to accompany you soon!"

Chu Feng stretched out his hand, and a suction force burst out from his palm.

The Qilin Divine Medicine trembled twice, and then flew towards Chu Feng.

Just as Chu Feng's hand was about to touch the Qilin Divine Medicine, suddenly, the space here suddenly produced traces of shattering.

The space was taken over by someone, Chu Feng was a little angry, and shouted: "Who is it?"

This scene startled everyone, and before they could react, a faint voice suddenly came.

"Chu Feng? Ha, the disciple who killed the master is not worthy of this magical medicine."

(My condition has been too bad recently, and I can't write that kind of refreshing feeling at all. I can only write according to the plot. It's not good at all. I wrote a lot, but I didn't feel the same as at the beginning.)