963: C963 Fish on Cutting Board

C963 Fish on Cutting Board

When Bei Zixi saw the excitement on Bei Taixi's face, he could not help but complain, "Father, why didn't you say so earlier?"

If he knew that Bei Taixi had already broken through to the fourth stage of Martial God Stage, he wouldn't have to be so submissive.

In the Xuanwu Planet, whether it was the Martial Stylite or the common folk, they all knew that increasing a small realm would double their overall strength.

This meant that even though Gao Feng could kill Third Grade of Martial God Stage, he might not necessarily be able to defeat a fourth stage Martial God Stage.

In short, they had an overwhelming number of North Ice Sect, so they definitely had the strength to fight him.

If he died in the hands of North Ice Sect, his North Ice Sect would definitely rise greatly in status in the martial arts world. Even if Leader of Righteous Alliance didn't choose the next round, it would still belong to their North Ice Sect.

"Hubby, you didn't ask." Bei Taixi smiled bitterly.

I really can't blame my father." Bei Zixi smiled at Bei Taixi. That smile was a smile that came after the calamity. It was a smile that came when the hardships had come.

Seeing the happy expression on Bei Zixi's face, Gao Feng asked mockingly, "You two old men, do you think that I will become the fish on your chopping block?"

Bei Zixi suddenly remembered that his father was at the fourth stage Martial God Stage, and instantly became arrogant. He pointed at Gao Feng and warned: "Brat, don't be arrogant, you'll know your mistake soon."

Gao Feng sized Bei Taixi up and contemptuously said: "Isn't it just a fourth grade Martial God Stage? Do you think a man half buried in the ground can kill me? This is a huge joke! "

Hearing that, Bei Zixi immediately became terrified again. Since he could already see that his father's cultivation was still so arrogant, could it be that his strength could really kill a fourth stage Martial God Stage?

Not only was Bei Zixi terrified, even Bei Taixi was playing the drum. The thoughts in his mind were completely different from Bei Zixi's.

But when she thought about how she was once a person with outstanding Xuanwu Planet, if she gave in just because of Gao Feng, where would she put her face? How could he walk in the martial arts world in the future?

Bei Taixi suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Brat, your mouth is very strong. I wonder if your cultivation level is as good as your mouth!"

Gao Feng looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "Old Monster, your eyes aren't blind. You should be able to tell that my cultivation level is as high as my mouth, right?"

Bei Taixi was angry to the point that his face turned ashen, as if there was a layer of frost covering his face. However, his turbid eyes were blazing with fire and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The war was on the verge of breaking out, and Gao Feng summoned both Jiao Yuanjun and Feier.

When Bei Taixi saw Jiao Yuanjun, his heart congealed. He asked in disdain, "Kid, the reason you were able to kill Third Grade of Martial God Stage, it should be because of that expert with Flood Dragon Clan beside you, right?"

Bei Taixi could tell that the old man in front of him who was dozens of times older than him was a Devil Beast of the peak of the eighth stage. Thus, he determined that the person who was rumored to be able to kill Third Grade of Martial God Stage was him and not Gao Feng.

Of course, being able to control a Devil Beast with a higher cultivation was also a method. There was nothing to blame, but that did not mean that he would not use this excuse to insult his opponent.

"This is indeed this young master's capital. However, this young master does not rely on him to kill Third Grade of Martial God Stage, but on the sword in this young master's hands." Gao Feng looked at the Nine-vein Divine Sword and said.

If one relied on weapons, it was impossible to say. Divine weapons and above were all intelligent. If a weapon could not recognize its master, then no matter how good the weapon was, it would not be able to unleash its full power.

Not only could it not display its full power, it was very likely that the weapon would devour its master.

Naturally, Bei Taixi had seen Nine-vein Divine Sword before. Although it was a godly weapon, it was comparable to a normal Supreme weapon. When Bei Taixi first saw the Nine-vein Divine Sword, his pupils turned cold and he became a little fearful.

However, he had observed carefully, and only saw five clear Dragon Vein s on the sword, one of them was faintly discernable, thus he determined that the sword was severely injured, its power was low, and it was not even comparable to an ordinary Divine Weapon, he could not help but taunt: "It's only a Waste Soldier, do you think you can defeat me with it?"

After speaking, a huge blade appeared in Bei Taixi's hand. It was powerful and cold, obviously a godly weapon as well, and its rank wasn't low.

Seeing Bei Taixi summon his weapon, Jiao Yuanjun also summoned his weapon and stared at Bei Taixi like a tiger staring at its prey.

As long as Bei Taixi showed signs of making a move, without waiting for Gao Feng's order, he would also rush forward without hesitation to deliver a fatal blow.

Gao Feng's battle power was very strong, adding on a Devil Beast at the peak of the eighth stage, even if his father was powerful, he would still not be his match.

Bei Zixi said, "Young Hero Gao, you just said you don't need him to do it."1

Gao Feng was also speechless at Jiao Yuanjun's performance. Maybe Devil Beast were Devil Beast, no matter how high class a Devil Beast was, they could not compare to the wisdom of Homo Clan.

Gao Feng smiled bitterly: "Old man, you underestimate your own master. A fourth stage Martial God Stage is not enough to threaten your master, and the reason I summoned you out is to protect the young mistress. I'm afraid that they might attack the young lady when I'm fighting the old ghost, as long as they don't attack the young mistress, you can just be a spectator."

"Yes, Young Lord." Jiao Yuanjun answered straightforwardly and retreated to Murong Xue's side.

Gao Feng saw that Feier didn't want to leave, so he ordered, "Feier, you step back too. Your mission is also to protect Elder Sister Xue."

"Yes, little big brother." Feier took a few steps back and warned, "Little big brother, you have to be careful too."

Hearing Gao Feng's arrangement, Murong Xue's heart was moved and her eyes were full of stars.

Seeing the gratitude in Murong Xue's eyes, Gao Feng smiled and said, "Xue'er, you are my wife, I have the responsibility and duty to protect you for the rest of your life."

Murong Xue's face turned red from embarrassment and glared at Gao Feng reproachfully.

A beauty was indeed a beauty. Regardless of whether it was the bashful expression or the slight anger on her face, they were all beauties that could move people.

Bei Taixi saw that Gao Feng not only ignored his own existence, but was also flirting with his wife. He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils. "Brat, have you settled the matters behind you?"

Gao Feng was not angry. Instead, he looked at Bei Taixi with a smile and said, "I have already dealt with my back matters. Is it your turn to explain?"

Bei Taixi said coldly, "I don't need it."

In Bei Taixi's opinion, if Gao Feng did not have the Profound Beast's assistance, with his current cultivation in Third Grade of Martial Monarch Stage, it was impossible for him to kill Third Grade of Martial God Stage.

Gao Feng laughed, "There is indeed no need for you to tell us the truth, because not only will I kill everyone who has your North Ice Sect here, I will also slaughter all of your North Ice Sect. There is no meaning in doing so."

When Gao Feng said this, his expression was as calm as if he was talking about the weather today.

"You talk so much nonsense, look at the sabre!"

Just as Bei Taixi finished his words, a hint of coldness blossomed and gradually enlarged, forming an ice storm that enveloped Gao Feng.

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