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Little Tian Feng widened his eyes. He was only a hair's breadth away from touching the slovenly old man's clothes.

The slovenly old man suddenly revealed a strange smile. Although his body was still as flat as the ancient waves, a thin layer of cyan light that was as thin as a cicada's wing separated the blade from the hemp garment.

"Sizzle sizzle." The rotating Nethermoon Blade desperately cut at the light membrane, but the light membrane was like a natural moat that cut off everyone's hope of survival.

"Heh heh, looks like your power is pretty good, but it's still not enough!" Two breaths have already passed, let's take down one of them first! " The slovenly old man grinned.

"Leng Ling!" Leng Ling, get up! " Not far away, Leng Ling fell to the ground. If it weren't for the fact that their young master was still struggling for them, with their temperament, how could they be willing to wait to be slaughtered? Even if he died, he would die on the road to death.

He turned a deaf ear to the matters outside. There was not the slightest change on Little Tian Feng's face, and even his gaze was frighteningly calm. The profound energy in his entire body was injected into the Crescent Blade without regard for the consequences.

"Sizzle sizzle." An increasingly concentrated sword qi continuously shot out from the point of contact. Other than the calmness behind the slovenly old man, Little Tian Feng's surroundings were already covered in a dense sword qi. It was like a gigantic sword blade ball was continuously pressing down on the old man. However, that layer of light was able to stop the terrifying blade ball from moving even an inch forward.

"Brat, just put in more effort. Several of your men are already dead. There are countless lives and the Heavenly Dao is unpredictable. I'm afraid that no matter how much you struggle, it will still be useless. " The slovenly old man shook his head as he continued to provoke Little Tian Feng.

"My life belongs to the heavens. If the heavens' dao is fickle, then I will go against the heavens' will. It will also be called changing the sun and moon in a clear sky. As long as you have a clear conscience, you can let it go." Senior wants to see, this junior will help you! " With a gloomy and cold expression, Little Tian Feng roared, "Great Lunar Samsara Slash, explode!"

Boom!" An explosion, accompanied by a terrifying blast of air. The sword Qi shot out from the blade light ball.

Beneath the swirling yellow sand, the mischievous old man's expression turned solemn for the first time as his heart trembled. It wasn't because of Little Tian Feng's attack, but because of his words. The heavens' law was unpredictable, so what if it went against the heavens? As long as he had a clear conscience!

Puff!

The huge recoil caused Little Tian Feng to be severely injured in an instant, as he vomited a mouthful of blood. Little Tian Feng's eyes became increasingly sharp, as he charged forward once again with his unique stubbornness and craziness.

"Ninth slash of the Heavenly Sword!" The concentrated sword blades around him condensed in an instant, and with a loud shout from Little Tian Feng, they pierced the green light membrane.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Rumbling sounds could be heard as bursts of golden light burst out from the green layer.

The stalemate came to an end once again. Little Tian Feng's face turned unsightly. Although the Heavenly Sword in his hand had caved in a little, it was still unable to touch the old man's sackcloth. There was only that sliver! It was just that there would be no more chances.

Initially, he had intended to use his strength to achieve victory, but to think that it would be impossible now. All his comrades were about to die.

As the energy in his body rapidly depleted, Little Tian Feng closed his eyes in despair, allowing the green light to bounce out of his body.

"Peng!" His body was ruthlessly thrown onto the yellow sand like a broken sack.

"Young Lord!" Two figures instantly appeared beside Little Tian Feng.

"Cough, cough …" As he weakly coughed a few times, Little Tian Feng saw Zhao Mo and Bai Mei, who were already in tears, standing beside him.

All dead, only the three of us are left. But that's all I can do.

Struggling to his feet, Little Tian Feng looked at the slovenly old man, his face expressionless. He softly said, "Senior, this junior has offended you."

"Hmm? Continue, otherwise those two beside you will fall as well! " Xiao Tian Feng's words caused him to be slightly stunned, but he still couldn't help but urge him.

Slowly shaking his head, Xiao Tian Feng said in an indifferent voice, "Senior, you have let me win. Junior has already won."

Not to mention the slovenly old man, even Zhao Mo and Bai Mei were stunned. Victory? I don't think so!

"Brat, you think laozi is a pushover? Although your attack was a bit unexpected, you still couldn't touch laozi's clothes, and you still dare to spout nonsense. Do you believe laozi will make you all lie down within seconds?" The slovenly old man thought that Little Tianfeng was going to act shamelessly, so he couldn't help but blow his beard and glare at Little Tianfeng.

Little Tian Feng walked a few steps toward the slovenly old man and pointed at the hemp clothes behind the slovenly old man.

Looking over to where Little Tian Feng was pointing at, both Zhao Mo and Bai Mei's eyes instantly widened in anger, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

What the hell! Frowning, the slovenly old man turned his head to look and what he saw made his eyelids twitch non-stop: a gray-yellow mouse was biting his linen robe. Perhaps out of fear, that mouse, which could not even be considered a Xuan Beast, was trembling.

"Bastard!" The slovenly old man shuddered and instantly sprung himself up. The little mouse who had been scared out of its wits instantly kicked its four feet and died!

"Is this what you call winning? This dead rat? " The slovenly old man pointed at the mouse and howled in a trembling voice.

Young Master Xiao nodded calmly: "Yes, senior. With senior's strength, this junior knows that there isn't much of a chance for you. Therefore, I had no choice but to use some tricks.

The rat was timid. The intense battle had scared the rat to pieces and the dog jumped over the wall. Luckily, the rat had helped him during its collapse.

Staring at the dead mouse in a daze, the slovenly old man wailed in his heart. After a long time, he scratched his head in distress and reluctantly said: "You have won this game!" "Oh right, let's see how good you are now. Do you want this old man to introduce you to a place? That place will definitely make you forget all your troubles and linger around the world!"

By the end of his words, the slovenly old man had already given himself a perverted smile.

When he saw Little Tian Feng blankly looking at the Ming Yue members lying on the ground, his complacent look disappeared in an instant. He moved his eyes to Little Tian Feng's side and said with a mischievous smile, "Good boy, you don't have to worry about those brats. They are alright!"

"Senior, please don't joke with me. This junior does not have that kind of intention!" If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't strong enough, Little Tian Feng would have already fought to the death with this lunatic in front of him. But because he wasn't strong enough, he had sent his comrades to hell.

"Who's joking with you!" Seeing that Little Tian Feng didn't believe him, the slovenly old man was angered and continued to laugh evilly. "That's just this old man making a joke with you. If you don't believe me, look, aren't they all fine?"

With a wave of the old man's arm, the members of Nethermoon Kingdom, who were already dead, all stood up in confusion.

Unbelievably, Little Tian Feng widened his eyes as he looked at the members of Ming Yue who were joyous after surviving a calamity. He could not help but grin from ear to ear.

"Gaga, what do you think? This old man just wants to play a joke on you. Previously, I saw that those little fellows had quite a few hidden injuries on their bodies, so I decided to treat them as well. Laughing complacently, the slovenly old man looked up forty-five degrees into the sky, a look of bitter loneliness on his face.

Seeing the arrogant and mischievous old man in front of him, Little Tian Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. With a face full of gratitude, he said, "Many thanks to senior for your love. Junior is extremely grateful."

Slowly lowering his head to look at the convinced young man, the slovenly old man nodded with satisfaction, as if he was a child that could be taught.

"Hehe, Senior, I still have two companions. Look at their hidden injuries!" Little Tianfeng followed the pole and dared to climb upwards. He licked his small face and said in a flattering manner.

Upon seeing Little Tian Feng's shameless appearance, the slovenly old man immediately felt unwell. He unconsciously took two steps back and said while shaking his head, "It's just a small matter. This old man can settle it with a wave of my hand."

As he spoke, he waved his arm towards Zhao Mo and Bai Mei, who both spat out a mouthful of pus and blood. However, their faces were a lot redder now.

He really could do it with just a wave of his hand. Just how strong was this old fogey? This won't do. I should take advantage of the fact that this fellow is easy to talk to. Seeing the old man's power, Little Tian Feng's heart moved once again. The God Level that they had previously agreed upon had not been fulfilled yet. Could this old man have forgotten?

Looking around, the corpse of the mouse caused Little Tian Feng's eyes to light up.

Grief surfaced on his face as he shouted miserably, "Xiao Qiang, how can you die just like that? You have accompanied me for so many years, how can you bear to let me live? Although you risked your life to win for me this time, this is not the result I want. What divine level ability is it, how can it be as important as you?"

"Hiss hiss …" Watching his young master's shameless performance, the surrounding nether moon member could not help but suck in a breath of cold air, "Isn't this too fake!"

The slovenly old man was even worse off. His eyelids jumped wildly as the corner of his mouth twitched, and he shakily pointed at the playful Little Tian Feng. Only after a long time did he finally say a word. A little b * tch whose divine ability couldn't even compare to that of his? "Scram!"

The slovenly old man roared like thunder, and his figure instantly vanished.

F * ck! Seeing that the old man was gone, Little Tianfeng rolled his eyes speechlessly and said softly, "What a waste of my emotions. My sacred art."

Just as he finished speaking, an ancient beast skin slowly floated down from the sky.

Reaching out to grab the beast skin, an elderly voice slowly drifted into Little Tian Feng's ears, "I'll leave the [Divine Wolf Technique] of the [Four Symbols Divine Art] to you. Cultivate well. "Oh right, there are still three other God Arts. If you want them, you just have to snatch them yourself."

"Great wisdom, great talent, and courage! Golden sword, Golden Slime, good! Good! "Alright!" Faintly mixed with laughter was a sound that echoed throughout the empty desert world, making one's hearing blur and unable to make sense of what was happening …