The old man was startled, extremely surprised by Luo Feng's request.

"Young Master, you must not do this," Hui Jin frowned, "There is no need to waste time with this guy, just kill him."

"Yes, young master, why waste energy on him? I will twist off his head right now and destroy his body. I will ensure that the old thief Ji Ye will not know."

"Master, are you serious?" Yin Chen looked serious.

That's right, from the standpoint of Hui Jin and Xie Hongxue, there is no need for Luo Feng to do this. It can even be understood that Luo Feng is taking the lead.

But only Yin Chen, who has followed Luo Feng for eighteen years, knows very well the true meaning of Luo Feng's actions.

There are some things that you don’t have to face, but there are some things that you have to prove.

Since the old man thinks that Luo Feng is an ant who can be slaughtered by others, the best proof is to use his strength to prove it.

Luo Feng is no longer the good-for-nothing he was eighteen years ago.

Isn't the purpose of returning to the Northern Territory today just to prove myself?

"Brother Yinchen, you can understand why I did this, so please, I don't want to hide behind you all the time."

"Okay," Yin Chen looked at the old man coldly, "You have a chance to survive, but if you let me know that you dare to escape, I can kill you immediately."

After saying this, Yin Chen let go of the old man. The old man's body quickly retreated and fell into the distance, looking at Luo Feng gloomily.

Since you can't escape, there's no need to escape over there.

"You little beast, if you are looking for death, then you can't blame me. I want to see how you, a peak divine warrior, can cross a huge realm and fight against me, who is at the peak of the Immortal Realm."

The sword shape of the sky fell into Luo Feng's hand. His black hair danced wildly in the cold wind, and Luo Feng looked indifferent.

"You have three chances. If I don't fail, you will die."

"Then you go die now!" The old man's windbreaker billowed up, and his facial features were distorted in the wind.

He only saw his arms spread out, the snowy mountains shook, and a green beast appeared behind him.

"Here it comes!" The old man grabbed it with one hand, transformed his body, and headed straight for Luo Feng.

"God Walk!" Blue-gold lightning lingered at Luo Feng's feet, and under the concentration of the Thunder Breathing Technique, his speed suddenly increased.

Under the old man's fierce attacks, although Luo Feng was not as fast as his opponent, he could barely dodge several times due to his unpredictable pace.

"What moves did this kid use? Why did he see through all my attacks? Wait..." The old man noticed something strange.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed scarlet, and a profound rune flowed deep in Luo Feng's eyes.

It's the blood pupil.

That is the supreme skill that Luo Feng learned from his childhood through training that is difficult for ordinary people to do.

At this time, all the old man's attacks were seen through by Luo Feng, and as his cultivation level improved, the blood pupil continued to become more powerful.

Nowadays, Luo Feng is more comfortable using Blood Pupil.

"I saw it, I saw all the attacks," Luo Feng said as if he was taking a leisurely stroll under the intensive attacks.

"Old guy, let's finish the first move."

"Huh, don't get carried away. You little beast who has learned a weird skill, let's take a look at this move."

The old man yelled angrily and slammed his palms to the ground.

Suddenly the space was distorting.

A strange green formation emerged at Luo Feng's feet.

Dense green vines soared into the sky, blocking Luo Feng's path.

"How can you move faster under my spell?"

"A restraint formation?" Luo Feng frowned.

"This is your second move, what about the third move?"

"Here it comes!" The old man looked up to the sky and yelled angrily, making seals with one hand.

The sky shook and the wind danced wildly.

A dazzling green light swirled in the clouds, and suddenly a big hand appeared.

"How do you dodge the third move of Heaven-shaking Palm?"

"Master," Xie Hongxue saw that Luo Feng's body had been locked up and more indestructible vines had wrapped Luo Feng. He was so anxious that he took action.

"Don't come!" Luo Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "No one should interfere."

"boom!"

The giant palm fell on the top of the mountain, and the mountain collapsed instantly.

The huge bombing caused the mountains to shake, and avalanches roared and splashed.

The old man's figure was swaying in the wind, his facial features were distorted and he looked extremely excited.

He looked at Yin Chen and the other two people in the distance, "This little beast is dead. He couldn't withstand my three moves. You must keep your word and let me go."

Yin Chen snorted coldly, "Idiot, you are such a fool that you are worthy of killing my young master. Open your eyes wide and look back to see who that is."

"What?" The old man turned back suddenly, his eyes suddenly condensed.

On top of the rock, Luo Feng's body was unstained by snow, his handsome face was like a sword, and what surged under his eyes was the purest ancient aura from the Ji family's bloodline.

"Ji Ziming, the old man couldn't help but instinctively call out the name of the most prosperous beauty in the Northern Territory."

The wind and snow blew away, and Ji Ziming's shadow was also blown away, revealing the young man's face full of coldness.

"Three moves have passed, and that's all you can do. Then...you can die."

"boom!"

The extreme murderous aura suddenly rose, and the Shura field instantly covered the old man with Luo Feng as its source, and a sword-shaped figure rose above his head.

The old man's body was shaken, but his cultivation level was quite high. He grabbed the void with both palms, and the turbulent air flow turned into a heaven-shaking palm again and struck straight towards Luo Feng.

"You are from the Ji family, then I will use the skills of the Ji family to kill you," Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, and as the Shura field covered it, an invisible chill followed closely behind.

The coldness, like the extreme coldness permeating the depths of hell, swallowed up the old man instantly.

The old man was horrified to find that the Heaven-turning Palm was instantly frozen. Not only the Heaven-turning Palm, but also his 360 veins, all actions...

"This is the absolute zero realm. When did you master it?" the old man's face turned pale.

He wanted to break free from the control of Absolute Zero, but unexpectedly found that Luo Feng's Absolute Zero had entered the room, and the unparalleled coldness had surpassed countless Ji family members.

"Little beast, you..." the old man screamed in despair as he struggled in the strong wind.

Luo Feng walked forward step by step, the broad sword above his head erupting with divine power.

"The second form of Ancient Dragon Kendo, dragon slaying, you've got it ready," Luo Feng waved with one hand like a god king.

"Whoosh!"

The broad sword crashed down with a cold light, and a mountain was instantly split into two. The avalanche roared, and the mountains and rivers shook, alarming the Tianzhihen Imperial Capital in the distance.

...

A few hours later.

The Ji family forces came after hearing the news and sensed that the notification mark released by the old man before his death was crushed.

A middle-aged man with a body like a sword and sharp eyes looked down at the huge severed body and felt the breath of Ji family blood flowing in the air.

"With such pure power of the Ji family's bloodline, among the young children of the Ji family, apart from my son, there is only the youngest's daughter."

A one-eyed old man with an unfathomable aura behind him said in a hoarse voice, "But the daughter of the three heads of the family is not in the Ji family now, and it is impossible for her to take action against our people."

"But who could it be? When did the children of the Ji family have such amazing talents who could kill the famous men under my command, Ji Ye?"

"Second head of the family, Master Zhantian is here," a woman below bowed.

In the distance, Ji Zhan was untouched by the snow, coming with the wind, but kept distance from his father Ji Ye.

"What's the matter?" Ji Zhantian looked indifferent and arrogant.

Ji Ye snorted coldly, "Why don't you say hello to your father when you see him?"

"You have something to say," Ji Zhantian said indifferently.

"You..." Ji Ye took a step forward excitedly, but was pulled back by the one-eyed old man, and then he explained the matter.

"That old guy came here without telling me," Ji Zhantian still showed no expression, sensing the extremely pure blood of the Ji family surging in the air.

"Master Zhantian, do you know why the famous master came here? Is it your instruction?" The one-eyed old man bowed.

Ji Zhantian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of someone.

"Impossible, he is not my Ji family, but..." Ji Zhantian was secretly shocked, and suddenly thought that Luo Feng had not used all his strength twice when he faced him.

"Is it possible that this kid is from my Ji family? If so, then everything makes sense. If he is not inferior to my swordsmanship talent, why have I been hiding my strength..."
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