911: C911 Yuan Feng!

C911 Yuan Feng!

The camps of the two great dragons were located in the southwest of the Lake Country. It was indeed quite far from the imperial city of the Lake Country. It was a distance of ten million kilometers, but the distance between the camps and the north of San City was only a short three million kilometers. If Black Dragon King and Cyan Dragon King migrated more than a thousand members of the entire dragon race with all their strength, they would probably be able to complete the migration by tonight.

However, all of this was because of the white Robed Man in front of them. All of the rhythm was disrupted, and the two Dragon Kings' faces were filled with hatred. Even when the two Dragon Kings joined hands to deal with Yuan Feng, Yuan Feng defeated the two Dragon Kings in an instant. Even before Yuan Feng could use his true strength, the two Dragon Kings were defeated.

To Yuan Feng, two High-Grade Divine Sovereigns no longer had any value in battle. The reason why he defeated the two Dragon Kings in a second was to clearly tell the two of them that they were not his match, or that they would give up sooner or later. Whether they wanted help or completely submitted to him, Yuan Feng did not care.

Just like that, the two Dragon Kings began to send a message to Long Laner, hoping that Lin Feng would come out and help them defeat this nosy Yuan Feng. And now, they could only wait. Whether Lin Feng would come or not was a mystery.

However, at this moment, Lin Feng was already standing in the air above the encampment. He had even looked at Yuan Feng for a long time. Both Yuan Feng's and Lin Feng's eyes carried a trace of sharpness and tyranny, and no one was willing to show weakness.

In an instant, the aura of the entire encampment became sharp and filled with killing intent. The two Dragon Kings were shocked. How could the aura of this place suddenly become so terrifying? Then, the two Dragon Kings raised their heads and saw that Lin Feng had already arrived at the encampment and was currently fighting against Yuan Feng's aura.

Lin Feng looked at Yuan Feng, and Yuan Feng also looked at Lin Feng. The two great geniuses, the Half-Step Divine Monarch and the First Level Divine Emperor had finally met each other.

"You are Lin Feng?"

"You are Yuan Feng?"

The two of them asked at the same time. Their eyes were gloomy as they stared at each other. Neither of them was willing to give up.

Their names differed by one word.

"I am Lin Feng."

"I am Yuan Feng."

They answered at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding, but in fact neither of them wanted the other to come back first, so they both answered at the same time.

Lin Feng looked at Yuan Feng. This was the genius from the Essence Hall who proposed to Qing Xinyue. He could even be called the number one genius in the Essence Hall. As for why he was so hostile to him, it should have something to do with what Qing Xinyue said. The man she liked was Lin Feng.

Yuan Feng was extremely sensitive and proud at the same time. This was the common feature of a big force, genius. When Qing Xinyue announced that she liked Lin Feng, Yuan Feng felt deeply humiliated. After all, he had proposed to Qing Xinyue before, and she had announced it in such a manner. It was obvious that she looked down on him.

Maybe Qing Xinyue told him from the side that Lin Feng was much stronger than him, but Yuan Feng did not believe it. He really wanted to see what Lin Feng, whom Qing Xinyue liked, had more than him.

And this time, he used this method to force Lin Feng to take the initiative to come here. Yuan Feng was arrogant, so it was impossible for him to take the initiative to provoke Lin Feng. In his heart, he thought that Lin Feng was inferior.

Yuan Feng's vanity had already reached a certain level, and of course, this was also Yuan Feng's only weakness. Vanity came from arrogance, and because he was too conceited, he became vain. He had to be higher than others, or else he would be humiliated. In fact, this was his own conceit.

No one was lower than Yuan Feng, and he had no right or capital to say that anyone else was lower or lower than him. All of this came from his vain heart.

Lin Feng looked at him and carefully sized him up. Only then did he realize that the latter was really a handsome man. His pair of deep eyes were like an ancient well that would not stir up any waves even if a stone fell into it.

His tall nose and standard facial features were extremely three-dimensional. With his long black hair draped over his shoulders, coupled with the white robe, Yuan Feng gave off a very distinct impression.

At the same time, Yuan Feng was also observing Lin Feng. Lin Feng's black robe fluttered in the wind, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. He gave off the feeling of a devil. In addition to Lin Feng's unique temperament and appearance, Yuan Feng could also feel that this was a different Lin Feng.

No wonder he was able to get Qing Xinyue's attention. He did have some capital, but if he only had that kind of capital, he really wouldn't have the qualifications to be with Qing Xinyue.

Yuan Feng believed that he was not inferior to Lin Feng. In fact, Lin Feng could not even be compared to him. In his heart, this was not arrogance but confidence.

"I'm here. You should let go of these members of the Dragon Clan, right?" Lin Feng looked at Yuan Feng, then raised his head and looked at the thousands of Heilong and Black Dragons that were flying above the encampment. They seemed to be very anxious, and Lin Feng even saw the figures of Ba Heilong and Di Qinglong among them.

Ba Heilong and Di Qinglong also saw Lin Feng, but they no longer dared to appear in front of Lin Feng. The gap between the three of them was getting bigger and bigger. They did not have the confidence to talk to Lin Feng at all, let alone the fact that it was Lin Feng's mount.

At first, he didn't want to become Lin Feng's mount, but now, he was afraid that even if he wanted to become Lin Feng's mount, he wouldn't need it anymore.

Lin Feng retracted his gaze and continued to look at Yuan Feng, waiting for Yuan Feng's answer.

Yuan Feng turned his head and glanced at the flying dragons. The scene was indeed quite spectacular. Each dragon was thousands of meters tall, and some of them were even tens of thousands of meters tall. But so what?

It had nothing to do with him, and he wouldn't let it go.0

"No, they can't leave yet." Yuan Feng shook his head and rejected Lin Feng.

Lin Feng immediately frowned. He looked at Yuan Feng unhappily and asked in a deep voice: "Don't you know that this is a country of Ze, not under the jurisdiction of the Essence Hall?"

"Of course, I know, but so what?" Yuan Feng smiled faintly, but then he shook his head. So what if this was Ze Country?

Lin Feng was stunned. For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer, and it seemed to be his own words in the past. He used to have the same attitude towards others, and he seemed to have a lot of superiority.

But now, Lin Feng also felt such a gesture, and the result was really not good. He also understood why his old enemies and opponents hated him so much.

"Yuan Feng, this is the territory of the Ze Country. It's true that the Essence Hall and the Ze Country are in an alliance, but it doesn't mean that you want to interfere with the internal affairs of our Ze Country. Are you meddling in other people's business by doing this?"

The roar suddenly spread throughout the entire encampment. Even the dragon couldn't help but tremble when it heard the roar. It was clear that Jing Wuhen's roar was extremely powerful.

Jing Wuhen and Long Laner appeared behind Lin Feng. Lin Feng turned his head to look at Jing Wuhen, then made some space for Jing Wuhen to look at Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng's face remained calm. He was not surprised by Jing Wuhen's appearance, nor did he restrain his attitude because of Jing Wuhen's angry roar.

"Yuan Feng, I am the Country Lord of the Ze Kingdom, and I am also the young master of the Essence Hall. I think you should know the rules." Jing Wuhen looked at Yuan Feng with a gloomy gaze and shouted coldly.

Yuan Feng was slightly stunned for a moment before he smiled faintly and glanced at Jing Wuhen. His eyes were still calm.

"I know, but this is my own decision. If I don't agree, they can't leave. Even if you are the Country Lord, you can't control me." Yuan Feng calmly shouted, but it was extremely domineering. He was subtly telling Jing Wuhen not to use these things to pressure him. It was useless.

Jing Wuhen's face was filled with anger, and he even clenched his fists. If they really couldn't reach an agreement, they could only decide the victor with punches and kicks.

"Black Dragon King, Cyan Dragon King, bring your men and migrate back to San City as soon as possible. Long Laner, you go as well."

As soon as Yuan Feng finished speaking, Lin Feng also spoke. His tone was very calm, but his tone was incomparably firm, as if this was an order and was even more domineering.

Yuan Feng was stunned. He looked at Lin Feng and couldn't help but reveal a trace of anger in his eyes. He shouted in a deep voice, "I told you, you are not allowed to leave."

"Hehe, like I said, you can leave." Lin Feng smiled faintly. His face was filled with a smile, but the frost in the depths of his eyes indicated Lin Feng's attitude.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. A sharp aura swept out once again. Whether it was Lin Feng or Yuan Feng, both of them emitted a terrifying killing intent.

"Are you going to go against me?" Yuan Feng looked at Lin Feng coldly and asked in a deep voice.

"Isn't that what you wanted to see? From the moment you stopped the Dragon Clan, didn't you want me to appear?"

"It seems that you are not stupid. Maybe there is a reason for Qing Xinyue to like you, but since she likes you, then you and I are enemies."

"Whatever, whatever you want." Lin Feng curled his lips and smiled indifferently.

Immediately, Yuan Feng's face darkened. It seemed that Lin Feng was determined to have a conflict with him.

"Since that's the case, shall we fight?" Yuan Feng glanced at Lin Feng and asked in a deep voice.

Lin Feng curled his lips and smiled. He did not answer, but the energy in his hand had already expressed his attitude.

Since they were unwilling to accept each other, they could only fight!

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