C62 Tian Qiong Was Dead Luo Chen Xiao Was Dead
C62 Tian Qiong Was Dead Luo Chen Xiao Was Dead
Tian Qiong was confused. He opened the box and his face turned pale. He started to panic.
Inside, there was the Fourth Son of Saint's token and a note.
Tian Qiong, today I will make you lift a stone to hit your own feet, Lin Feng!
"Damn it!" Tian Qiong's face was ferocious as he crushed the box. As for the token, he kept it in his Space Ring.
Not long after he had taken back his token, the four First Holy Sons all landed on the stage and stood together with Xuanyuan Mu.
"Welcome, First Holy Son, Sheng Hui."
"Welcome, Second Son of Saint, Dong Sheng."
"Welcome, Third Son of Saint, Yi Yun."
"Welcome, Fourth Son of Saint, Mo Da."
Xuanyuan Mu looked at the four First Holy Sons and introduced them respectively. Countless disciples cupped their fists and bowed in respect, because the four First Holy Sons were equivalent to their ancestral masters.
It was also the first time that Lin Feng had known the Four Sons of Saint in such a comprehensive manner. There was no need to mention Mo Da, who had the deepest hatred with him, but he did not know the other three Sons of Saints.
Lin Feng looked at the Fourth Holy Son. The First Holy Son Sheng Hui should have the strength of a Great Perfection Holy Emperor, and his strength would not be much weaker than that of the Senior Da Mo.
Second Son of Saint Dong Sheng should also have the strength of a Great Perfection Holy Emperor, but he should still be a Holy Emperor with Initial Success.
The remaining three Sons of Saint Yi Yun and the Fourth Son of Saint Moda should both be Holy Emperors with Initial Success. Although there was a difference in strength, the difference shouldn't be too great.
"Fourth Son of Saint, everyone is here. Can you check where your token is?"
Seeing that everyone was gathered, Xuanyuan Mu turned around and bowed to the Fourth Son of Saint.
Hearing that, the Fourth Son of Saint frowned. His own token had been stolen. This should be a big matter in the Divine Sect, but for him, it was a disgrace. If he couldn't even control his own token, he would probably be laughed at.
"Tsk tsk, Mo Da, you can even lose your own token. How shameful!"
Just as Mo Da was about to take a step forward to look for the token, the Third Son of Saint beside him couldn't help but ridicule him with a bright smile.
Hearing that, Mo Da's face immediately darkened. He glared at Yi Yun and shouted in a deep voice, "Yi Yun, be careful that your token will be lost one day."
"Haha, I'm not as stupid as you. I always carry my own token with me. What's wrong? Could it be that some girl took away your token? "
As Yi Yun spoke, the mocking expression on his face became even stronger.
Xuanyuan Mu stood to the side and watched the two Sons of Saint argue. He could only helplessly let out a bitter laugh. The Third Son of Saint and the Fourth Son of Saint had been enemies since ancient times, and had never changed.
Lin Feng could also tell that something was wrong with Yi Yun and Mo Da.
Mo Da ignored Yi Yun's humiliation, and with a collapse of his feet, he arrived above all the disciples. He closed his eyes and activated his sacred art, causing a golden light to envelop the entire group of disciples.
The sky was also enveloped by this golden light, but a sound came from the Space Ring, causing the card to continuously tremble.
"Hmm? Take it out!"
Just as Tian Qiong was about to control the token, he suddenly heard a furious roar from Mo Da. With a wave of his left hand, Tian Qiong and the Space Ring in his hand flew out.
Tian Qiong fell to the ground, and the Space Ring was held by Mo Da. Mo Da squeezed hard, and the Space Ring turned into powder, revealing his amber token.
Instantly, Mo Da's face relaxed. He had finally found the token and did not lose the qualification to be a Son of Saint, but at the same time, he was glad and angry. A little disciple actually dared to steal his token?
Xuanyuan Mu's eyes also widened. Tian Qiong was his disciple, and it was actually his own disciple who stole the token while he searched other places. He couldn't help but turn pale and feel inexplicably humiliated.
"Speak, why did you steal my token?" The Fourth Son of Saint bellowed, the sacred art had already been activated, and if Tian Qiong was displeased, Mo Da would be able to crush him.
Tian Qiong's heart was trembling, and his face was deathly pale. He regretted framing Lin Feng. He really did as Lin Feng said, lifting a stone and throwing it at his own feet.
"No, I didn't steal the token. Someone called Luo Chen stole it."
Tian Qiong knew that the odds were against him today, but he was still prepared to drag him down with him. Moreover, it was indeed Luo Chen who stole the token and asked him to frame Lin Feng.
The moment Tian Qiong said that, everyone's gaze landed on Luo Chen, and for a moment, Luo Chen became the center of attention.
Mo Da also stared at Luo Chen, and shouted in a deep voice: "Did you steal the token?"
"Fourth Son of Saint, this disciple would like to say something to you." Facing Mo Da, Luo Chen did not have much fear, but instead had a face full of smiles.
When Mo Da heard Luo Chen's words, he first raised his eyebrows slightly, then nodded his head. With a wave of his left hand, Luo Chen flew up and arrived in front of Mo Da.
Luo Chen took a few steps and came to Mo Da's side. After muttering a few words to Mo Da, he flew off the stage and returned to his original position.
After Mo Da heard Luo Chen's words, his eyes focused, and then there was some contemplation in his eyes, as if he was considering something.
"Xuanyuan Mu, Tian Qiong is your disciple. Tell me how to deal with him."
After thinking for a long time, Mo Da turned around and asked Xuanyuan Mu.
Hearing this, Tian Qiong's face turned completely pale. He could not help but glare at Luo Chen viciously, while Luo Chen smiled indifferently and ignored Tian Qiong.
Since he did not understand what happened today, it could only mean that Tian Qiong was a piece of trash who could not even do such a small thing.
The token, Luo Chen also knew that Lin Feng had actually grasped the Second Level Meaning of Space and Time. No wonder he was unable to succeed in framing Lin Feng. This was something he had never expected.
When Xuanyuan Mu heard Mo Da's words, he immediately shouted with determination: "Kill!"
"Alright, then I'll go back." Hearing Xuanyuan Mu's firm shout, Mo Da nodded his head in satisfaction. He glanced at Luo Chen who was on the ground, then flew up and left the Training Field. He had already found the token, so there was no point in staying any longer.
Mo Da left, Sheng Hui and Dongsheng both left.
The Third Son of Saint smiled faintly. Suddenly, his gaze stopped on Lin Feng as he slowly walked towards him.
When Lin Feng saw the Third Son of Saint Yi Yun walking towards him, his face froze.
"Third Son of Saint, what's the matter?" Lin Feng cupped his fists and asked Yi Yun who was walking over.
Yi Yun shook his head and asked with a bright smile: "You are Lin Feng? Senior Brother Mo Da's disciple?"
"Yes, it's me!" Lin Feng nodded.
"Work hard. I hope that you can stand out in the competition next month and become the Fifth Son of Saint." The Third Son of Saint said in a teasing tone, but Lin Feng could tell that he was not mocking him.
"I will work hard." Lin Feng nodded his head and replied in a deep voice.
"Actually, there is no need to be the Fifth Son of Saint. If you have the ability, the Fourth Son of Saint... You can also try!"
Yi Yun smiled teasingly, then flew up and left the Training Field. Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Yi Yun who was leaving with a smile on his face. The last sentence was the main point of the short conversation between Yi Yun and himself.
Yi Yun was reminding him that if he had the ability, he should challenge the Fourth Son of Saint and pull him down from the altar.
This Third Son of Saint was indeed very smart, knowing how to use him to deal with Mo Da.
Lin Feng retracted his gaze and looked at the pale-faced Tian Qiong. Perhaps this time, he didn't even need to kill Tian Qiong himself, because Tian Qiong would definitely die.
Lin Feng had also left the Training Field. What Xuanyuan Mu did with Tian Qiong was not something he could control.
Ma Nan also silently left the Training Field. Tian Qiong was just asking for trouble. Back then, he did not listen to his advice, but now, Xuanyuan Mu had already given the death order, so how could he still live?
Luo Chen was looking at Tian Qiong with a smile, and Tian Qiong was also staring at him. It was Luo Chen who had harmed him to such an extent.
However, Luo Chen did not care about Tian Qiong's anger at all as he left the Training Field with a loud laugh.
No one knew what Luo Chen had said to Mo Da to make Mo Da believe that it was Tian Qiong who stole the token.
Lin Feng did not know that Luo Chen had stolen the token, not Tian Qiong. It was also Luo Chen's idea to frame him.
If Lin Feng knew about this, he would definitely stop Xuanyuan Mu from killing Tian Qiong. But now, Tian Qiong had no reason to live.
"Kill!"
With an angry shout, a terrifying killing intent swept through the entire Training Field. Xuanyuan Mu waved his left hand and a bloody light flashed. There was not the slightest fluctuation of emotion on Xuanyuan Mu's face.
"Disperse."
Xuanyuan Mu gave a low shout and all the disciples immediately dispersed. Only Tian Qiong's corpse was left in the Training Field.
After a few minutes, the people of the Tian Family and Tian Han all flew over. They hugged Tian Qiong's corpse with bitter and bitter expressions on their faces.
"Lin Feng, my Tian Family and you are irreconcilable! Ahhh!"
Seeing his own nephew die, Tian Han could not help but roar out in anger, placing all his hatred on Lin Feng.
Otherwise, what else could he do? Revenge on the Divine Sect? Revenge on Xuanyuan Mu? Stop laughing.
"Let's return to the clan." Tian Han shouted at the disciples of the Tian Family, then picked up Tian Qiong's corpse and left.
Perhaps the clan could still find a way to revive Tian Qiong's soul.
All of this would have to wait until he returned to the clan!