1017: C1017 Primeval

C1017 Primeval

The person looked to be in his thirties or forties, but Gao Feng felt that his real age shouldn't be as young as he looked.

More importantly, he had never felt any threat from anyone before.

The threat that the newcomer posed to him meant that he was no match for him.

Gao Feng frowned subconsciously and asked, "And who are you?"

Yuan Zhen replied, "He is the master of my master's master's master's... Master. "

The newcomer did not look old, but he had lived for more than a hundred thousand years.

The Primordial Spirit Master was almost confused by Yuan Zhen's words. He ignored Yuan Zhen and said to Wu Tie: "This god is the Zhongzhou Sect's patriarch, the Primordial Spirit Master."

It had already been over a hundred thousand years since the founding of the Zhongzhou Sect. Could it be that this old fellow had lived for over a hundred thousand years? The surrounding people were shocked when they saw the appearance of this Spiritual Master.

He actually dared to call himself a god, was he really a god? Gao Feng frowned again.

The judge saw the situation and explained, "Young Hero Gao, don't listen to his nonsense. He's just an old freak who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. There's a difference of several grades between him and a god."

If he wasn't a god, then things would be much easier. Gao Feng relaxed his eyebrows.

"Lao …"

Just as Gao Feng started cursing at the old freak, the Daoist man looked at Gao Feng and asked, "Who are you?"

"He is …" Yuan Zhen was about to say Gao Feng's name, but Gao Feng interrupted him, "Trash, this young master has a mouth, do I need a trash like you to introduce me?"

Yuan Zhen was angry to the point that his face turned green and purple. His belly was full of anger, but he didn't dare to vent it out. They were probably fighting together with Yuan Zheng. Gao Feng had killed Yuan Zheng, yet they did not do anything. This meant that the two of them were no match for Gao Feng.

Even his peak Martial God Stage and First Grade of Martial Sovereign Stage were not Gao Feng's match, how could Yuan Zhen dare to be arrogant?

Seeing that Yuan Zhen did not even dare to fart, Gao Feng was in a good mood. He said to the Daoist Master Yuan, "On the account that you have lived for tens of thousands of years, let me tell you my name. You must stand firm. I, your master, do not change my name, nor do I change my name. I am the terminator of the lives of you old freaks.

Even if they had to stand firm, the Yuanren and the middle-aged expert still thought that his name was like a devil. In the end, they discovered that it was extremely ordinary, like a tiny grain of sand in a desert.

The middle-aged man said, "Little bastard, you talk too much nonsense."

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll know very soon." Gao Feng asked arrogantly, "Are all of you going up together, or one by one?"

Wasn't this brat too arrogant? Could it be that he couldn't see through their cultivation? Even if one was unable to determine their cultivation level, one would likely be able to imagine that the ones who would appear in the end would all be major characters. In other words, any one of them should be stronger than Yuan Zhengyi.

Jiao Yuanjun couldn't watch it any longer and reminded, "Young Master, can you be a little more arrogant?"

Gao Feng was stunned and asked in bewilderment, "Is there a problem with my words?"

Jiao Yuanjun said snappily: "It's not that there's something wrong with your words, but there's something wrong with your brain. You can't defeat even one person and you still want to challenge two people at once. Are you thinking that your life is too strong?"

Gao Feng said, "Only when they attack together will I have a chance to win. They don't dare to take a gamble because they are afraid of hurting their own people."

"Young master, your words make a lot of sense. However, if they cooperate well, then one plus one is not equal to two. It's extremely likely that they're equal to three or four."

Jiao Yuanjun also voiced out his concerns.

Gao Feng thought for a moment and felt that Jiao Yuanjun's words made sense. However, it was not his style to go back on his words.

Even Martial Sovereign Stage experts would not be able to hear what they were saying. However, Gao Feng's arrogant words still made the old monster, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, incredibly angry.

The middle-aged man said to the Daoist Master, "Ancestor, rest well. Have your disciple come and teach this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

A terrifying pressure was released from the body of a middle-aged powerhouse. It surged towards Gao Feng with the intention of destroying him.1

The middle aged man's cultivation was at the peak of Martial God Stage, Gao Feng did not feel threatened at all, but he let out an extremely uncoordinated voice: "Wait, this young master still has something to say."

The middle-aged man retracted his aura and said coldly, "If you have something to say, then say it. If you have to fart, then say it."

It wasn't that the middle-aged warrior had shown mercy to Gao Feng, but he didn't want to be the scapegoat. After all, he was a highly respected expert and he didn't want his reputation to be ruined.

In any case, the other party was going to die anyway, so there was no need to be in such a rush!

Gao Feng said lightly: "I don't know how thick the sky is, do you know?"

"Of course I know." The middle-aged powerhouse casually replied with confidence.

Gao Feng asked casually, "How much is that?"

"This …" The middle-aged expert stared at the vast space before him, an ugly expression on his face.

Gao Feng taunted: "You don't even know how high the heavens are, yet you dare to call me ignorant. I think that your Zhongzhou Sect are all arrogant people, arrogant beyond belief."

"You …" The middle-aged powerhouse was angered to the point that his face distorted, and he was unable to say anything.

"What do you mean? You're an old senior who has lived for several tens of thousands of years, yet you're still fighting in rotation against a member of the younger generation? Don't you all feel that it's shameful?" Gao Feng asked.

Shee Loong echoed, "It's indeed embarrassing."

Gao Feng took over the conversation and said: "If even Evil Alliance are making you lose face, then are you really going to do as you please? I am warning you all, the people here not only have Evil Alliance, but also other alliances, they are all watching. If you two were to fight with a single junior, it will spread far and wide, and even if I don't kill you all, do you still have the face to continue living in this world? "

Facing an expert with a murderous look in his eyes, Gao Feng did not feel any fear, and his words were still as sharp as before.

Spiritual Master Yuanyu pondered for a moment before saying to the various sects that were watching the battle, "He requested for us to deal with him. I hope that everyone can bear witness."

"Witnessing my ass. The one who died wasn't me, but someone from your Zhongzhou Sect. When the people from your Zhongzhou Sect are all dead, what do you want them to witness? "

Without waiting for the surrounding people to speak, Gao Feng's arrogant voice sounded out once again.

"Ancestor, don't waste words with him. Attack."

The middle-aged warrior was the first to attack Gao Feng. A stream of sword Qi sliced through the air as it headed straight for Gao Feng's chest.

Where the other party's cultivation was, Gao Feng did not dare to underestimate him. He waved his hand towards the direction of the Nine-vein Divine Sword, and it appeared in his hand, chopping at the incoming Sword Qi.

"Clang!"

The sword qi shattered and the void trembled. At the same time, a stream of sword qi shot towards Gao Feng's side. It was the Yuan Zhenyi.

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