C671 Lang Ye City!
C671 Lang Ye City!
"What else can I do? You have already used the Sword of Zuti. If I don't follow you in the future, who else can I follow? "The old man looked at Lin Feng with disdain, and his tone was a little impatient.
When Lin Feng heard the old man's words, he couldn't help but grin. He wanted to hear such an answer. Lin Feng was ninety percent sure that the old man would follow him, but it was better for the old man to say it himself.
"Just laugh secretly? With me, what's there to be afraid of?" The old man glared at Lin Feng angrily. He naturally knew what Lin Feng was thinking.
"Senior, you must be joking. I feel extremely honored to have the soul of the Sword Ancestor by my side." Lin Feng shook his head. Naturally, he had to say some humble words and not be too happy.
"Who would believe you?" The old man waved his hand. He definitely did not believe that Lin Feng was telling the truth, so he ignored Lin Feng. Instead, he turned into a Sword of Zuti and automatically flew behind Lin Feng. With a wave of his left hand, Lin Feng took out a strap and hung the Sword of Zuti on his back.
Lin Feng stood up and looked at the already dark sky. He was surrounded by countless desolate mountain ranges. He could not see the end of them, let alone where he could see the convergence of the crowd. Lin Feng had no other choice. He could only fly high into the sky, surpass the mountain peak that was tens of thousands of meters high, and look at the surrounding scenery.
Lin Feng stood in the air and looked at the mountain range that was covered with mountains of various sizes within a radius of a hundred miles. Although it was in the middle of the night, one could still see lush and verdant ancient trees swaying in the wind. The wind on the mountain was very strong, and it made a rustling sound. In addition to the roars and roars of the demonic beasts, the entire mountain range seemed somewhat terrifying.
Lin Feng was not scared by this strange momentum. Instead, as he listened to the cries of these demonic beasts, he couldn't help but think of the Chaos Beast that was still in Yan Zhen's hands. This stupid Chaos Beast, in order to save him, did not hesitate to take the risk and run over to Yan Zhen's place. Furthermore, Yan Zhen was a person who did not keep his word. How could he possibly let him run back?
"You and I haven't known each other long, man, but I'll be back to save you. I'll remember you for the rest of my life." Lin Feng frowned and took a deep breath. His tone was extremely firm. If he did not save the Chaos Beast, he would not be able to eat or sleep.
"Heh, Lin Feng, you won't blame me for not letting you rush back to save the Chaos Beast, right?"
Suddenly, the Sword of Zuti on Lin Feng's back trembled slightly, and an old voice with some misgivings came from behind him. When Lin Feng heard it, he shook his head and laughed: "How could that be? Senior is doing this to save me. I won't blame you. Don't worry.
"That's good. I did it for you. If you rushed in to save the Chaos Beast, you would definitely be a corpse now."
"I will never forget senior's kindness." Lin Feng nodded and said to Sword of Zuti behind him.
"That's good." The old man laughed heartily. After that, his aura slowly disappeared and he did not make a sound.
Lin Feng touched the Sword of Zuti, then looked in the direction of the mountain range and began to fly at full speed, trying to leave the mountain range before dawn.
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Lang Xie City, City Lord's Mansion, Little Young Master's Mansion. A man in a black robe was sitting on a chair. Under his feet was a ten-year-old boy with a pale face. He wanted to struggle up from the man's feet, but the difference in strength was too great. He couldn't get up at all. He could only lie on the ground, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"I hear that your teachers were killed by you a while ago? Is that so?" The middle-aged man asked with an indifferent expression. He held the teacup in his hand and drank the tea unhurriedly, allowing the Little Young Master under his feet to struggle.
Little Young Master's face was pale, and there was a vicious killing intent in the depths of his eyes. He roared at the man: "I will kill you, kill you, ah!"
The boy's voice was still crisp and tender, and because it hadn't yet developed, it was somewhat similar to the girl's voice, but the pitch was so high that it was deafening, but the middle-aged man didn't feel anything, as if no matter how loud the boy shouted, it had nothing to do with him.
"If you don't know how to respect your teacher, add another five hundred kilograms." The middle-aged man gave a small shout, and then used another thousand pounds of strength with his left foot. The child gave a muffled groan, and his face grew paler, and he felt the weight of several more boulders on his body, making it hard for him to breathe.
"If I get up, my King Father will kill you, of course!" The child clenched his fists and roared at the middle-aged man, his voice filled with anger.
"Threaten Teacher. If you do not follow the path of the master and disciple, you will increase your strength by three thousand kilograms."
With a bang, the middle-aged man increased his strength, and the floor in the courtyard gave a dull thud. The floor broke in half, and the little boy was smashed into the floor. The little boy's face was pale to the extreme, and his breath was weak to a certain degree.
The little boy wanted to say something fierce, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he stopped. He did not dare to make another sound, afraid that the man would exert more force on him and cause him pain, and he could not imagine where his King Father had found such a teacher who was different from all the other teachers he had taught.
Which teacher in the past would dare to attack him? It was all because of his wanton humiliation that he ended up getting himself killed. His corpse was thrown out, and the next one would be replaced. Now, he knew that this teacher was even more ruthless, even more ruthless than him.
In a trance, he could already smell the scent of death. If he continued to be disobedient, he might really be killed by him. It was not impossible.
So he was afraid, and this Little Young Master was also afraid in the end. He did not dare to talk back to the man anymore, and when the man saw that he did not talk back, the corner of his mouth finally curled up into a satisfied smile.
"Today's lesson ends here. Let's continue tomorrow. Let's go."
The middle-aged man withdrew his left leg and kicked the little boy out. Then he stood up and his body instantly disappeared from the chair. The door in front of him was closed with a click.
The little boy held his aching chest and felt extremely wronged in his heart. When had he ever felt so wronged? He was the youngest young master in Lang Xie City, and also the most favored young master. Who would dare to abuse him so unscrupulously? But this hateful man dared to.
"Hmph, when I find a good teacher, I will definitely torture you ruthlessly. I will rip off your tendons and drink your blood, ahh!"
The little boy was so angry that he was screaming. He was extremely unwilling. If it wasn't for the huge difference in strength, he would really want to kill this teacher and change to another one to play with him, but now he couldn't play anymore.
"Wait until you find the second teacher."
Without warning, a faint shout came from the room in front of him, scaring the little boy so much that his face turned pale. He quickly covered his mouth and left the courtyard with his tail between his legs, not daring to say another word.
In the morning of the second day, there was a glimmer of dawn on the eastern horizon, and the earth was covered with a green glow. As time went on, the green glow in the sky disappeared, and a blazing sun appeared high in the sky.
After flying for an entire night, Lin Feng finally arrived at Lang Xie City. The surrounding five to six thousand miles were filled with buildings and mansions. In other words, this area of five to six thousand miles was under the jurisdiction of Lang Xie City. Lin Feng felt unprecedented shock.
He had never seen such a city before, so how could it be called a city? It was not an exaggeration to call it a country, and the size of Lang Xie City was more than five times that of the San Kingdom.
"Lang Xie City is one of the four cities above the eternal magnanimity. Its overall strength is not too great, but it is far stronger than the San Kingdom. Furthermore, there are three High-Grade Divine Sovereigns in Lang Xie City, at least in my period. I wonder if the number has changed after a hundred thousand years."
"Furthermore, Lang Xie City is divided into the Eastern Part of the City and the West District, with the central axis as the boundary. The cities on both sides do not interfere with each other, but if they encounter an enemy, they will not hesitate to deal with the enemy together. Lang Xie City is very united."
"The reason why they are divided into the Eastern Part of the City and the West District is so that they can grow quickly under each other's intense training so that they won't waste their cultivation. Because there are two and a half cities comparing with each other, everyone's interest in cultivation will also be greatly increased."
"Each year, the people of the Eastern Part of the City and West District will find a place to compare themselves, and then the witnesses will record it down and keep it as proof of war next year. This is Lang Xie City."
Before Lin Feng even landed, Sword of Zuti's warning came from behind him. The old man explained in detail, almost telling him everything he knew.
Hearing this, Lin Feng nodded his head. After the old man's introduction, he had a deeper understanding of Lang Xie City. Lin Feng landed on the ground and entered the city according to the rules.
There were not many rules in Lang Xie City, but there was only one clear rule, and that was that all outsiders were not allowed to fly in the sky. All the young talents and nobles of Lang Xie City would think that this was a provocation, and there would be endless hunting. Lin Feng naturally did not want to get into such trouble, so he obediently entered the city.
The guards in charge of Lang Xie City were unlike those who bullied the weak and feared the strong. They were relatively fair. No matter who entered the city, they had to be carefully inspected before they could enter the city. This was enough to show how strict the internal system of Lang Xie City was.
From here, Lin Feng could feel a completely different atmosphere from that of the San Kingdom. No wonder the San Kingdom was getting weaker and weaker. How could the Country Lord develop with that kind of environment? The size of the territory of the San Kingdom was small, not because of poverty or weakness, but because all the people of the San Kingdom did not want to advance. Thus, they deserved to be destroyed.
After a round of investigation, Lin Feng finally walked into Lang Xie City.
Lin Feng had just entered less than five kilometers away from the city gate, but he could already feel the prosperity of this place. A hundred people walking side by side on a wide street that was a few hundred meters wide did not feel crowded, not to mention that there were many luxurious carriages passing by. And they were very civilized. There were no barbaric actions at all. Relying on their status, they did not put people in their eyes.
"As expected, Lang Xie City has not changed at all."
The Sword of Zuti let out a deep sigh, which was no different from the Lang Xie City he had seen a hundred thousand years ago.