When he Feng heard this, he just sneered, but such a sneer was with great fear. Although he Feng had tried his best to cover up, he still couldn't hide the fear in his heart, so he continued to run away while talking. After all, he Feng was not stupid.

When they caught him, he really became fish and let them kill him. At this time, he Feng hurriedly continued to run forward. At this time, Lu Haotian was naturally very angry and immediately told the Murong childe directly.

"Don't you see, childe Murong? They're just stalling. This is the most obvious way to slow down. Are you threatened by such a small word? If so, I'm really sorry for your title of Childe Murong."

He Feng now heard that there was a little contradiction between the two of them, so he tried to intensify the contradiction. In this way, they certainly couldn't come after themselves. He Feng would be very happy as soon as he thought of it, so he decided to tell them quickly.

As a result, unexpectedly, before the man could speak, the Murong childe directly raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Lu Haotian with a sneer.

"Really? Why don't I think so? Besides, do you want to threaten me like this smelly boy in your mouth, or deliberately use such rhetoric to coerce me?"

Lu Haotian found that childe Murong was indeed a member of a large family, and as he had guessed before, he was likely to become an heir.

So he can't speak. At this moment, he can only swallow his anger and record all this hatred on He Feng. Therefore, he Feng has naturally found himself. If he wants to escape from here and ascend to heaven.

It was more difficult than going to heaven, so at this moment, he began to think about what to do. Unexpectedly, Lu Haotian directly began to put his hands together again and quickly condensed into a huge fireball in front of him.

And there is lightning on the fireball. Obviously, if the fireball hits He Feng, I'm afraid he will be disabled if he doesn't die. I'm sure his cultivation will be abolished.

"He Feng, if you don't stop, I will let you die today. Now you stop me immediately. I don't even dare to face it. What a coward."

The Murong childe found that the sword he Feng was stepping on was an ancient artifact Xuanyuan sword, so he naturally moved other thoughts.

He wanted to kill He Feng and take away his treasure, but it seemed that it was not the case at first sight, so his heart was naturally uncertain, but he Feng was never exposed.

"Well, if you don't stop today, I will certainly let you die without a burial place."

After Murong finished saying these words, he began to take out a short sword in his hand. When the short sword just began to come out.

It was like a needle, but it was slowly enlarged, even much larger than Xuanyuan sword, but it looked more flexible than all other swords. What kind of sword was it? It was forced to hang in mid air and directly grasped Xuanyuan sword with its hands.

"What are you two doing now? I just want to kill me. I pretended to be an identity before. Now you want to kill me because of this?"

He Feng has stopped to say these words to them now. Unexpectedly, the Murong childe and Lu Haotian looked at each other at the same time, and then began to laugh. After laughing, the Murong childe suddenly asked he Feng.

"How come you know you're scared now, so after this moment, you want to beg for mercy from me? OK, then you'll give me the Xuanyuan sword in your hand. If I'm in a good mood, I'll only pay for your accomplishments and won't kill you."

After hearing this, he Feng finally understood that the childe Murong also liked the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, so he was ready to kill himself at this moment.

Then take Xuanyuan sword as his own, and he Feng is a very stubborn person. How can he give up the treasure in his hand, not to mention his favorite sword.

"I'm not pleading for reason. Naturally, I'm pleading for mercy. That's why I hope you can let me go today."

Now he Feng suddenly said this sentence. Unexpectedly, the young master Murong next to him burst into laughter, so he just drew a gesture.

"It seems that childe Murong is very interested in my Xuanyuan sword. It's a pity that I can't give it to you after all."

When Murong heard this, his eyes widened in an instant. He had to know that he had been respected and treated well since he was young. Moreover, no matter whether he was practicing sword or in any aspect, only those who flattered him, not to mention that he wanted something that others wouldn't give. Therefore, he was determined to kill him because of He Feng's words.

"You're ridiculous. Mr. Murong is also a member of a big family, and you dare to be so disrespectful. In that case, Mr. Murong doesn't have to do it. Today I'll help you kill this smelly boy who doesn't know heaven and earth."

Now, in order to get the favor of Murong childe and get the good friendship of Murong family, Lu Haotian directly began to fight with He Feng, and he Feng tightly held the Xuanyuan sword in his hand. It is obvious that he should be ready.

"Since you are so ungrateful, no wonder I will teach you a lesson today."

He Feng only sneered when he was here one day. I'm afraid it's not as simple as teaching himself a lesson. As he said, he will certainly let himself die without a place to bury, so he Feng didn't say anything more now. After all, he knew that he couldn't delay time now. He could only pick up the Xuanyuan sword in his hand and have a good fight with them.

"Young master, don't act rashly. If you have some shortcomings, I'm afraid we don't know how many people will bury you."

Now master Murong is preparing to do it. Unexpectedly, an old man ran over behind him, which surprised him very much. When he turned around, he found that he was an acquaintance, very familiar and a doorman in his own family.

The strength is strong. Even if his father sees him, he is a doorman hired by the family with a lot of money. Usually at home, the first is no less than their masters.

Now suddenly, it is obvious that he has been following himself!

This made him very unhappy.

"Why are you? Didn't I say that? Don't follow me. When did you follow me?"