A storm descended on the cold forest without warning, as if foreshadowing some conspiracy.
The following time was strangely calm, and the secret of the Damocles Stone did not seem to cause any ripples to the major forces.
But the more peaceful it became, the more Luo Feng felt deeply uneasy.
Luo Feng suddenly received an invitation letter early the next morning.
Tang Yaner was puzzled and asked, "What tricks are they doing?"
Luo Feng frowned, "It won't be a good thing anyway."
"Are you still going then?"
"Go, why not go."
That night, during the bonfire party, all the major forces showed up one after another and gathered on top of a mountain top.
Everyone's face was serious and alert.
And this seriousness and vigilance were even more vivid when Luo Feng arrived with Tang Yaner and Amber.
"Something's wrong," the vigilant Tang Yan'er said in a deep voice, "Why do I always feel like they are looking at you?"
Luo Feng's hand no longer knew when it fell on the handle of the knife, because he also felt the unkind looks from many people around him.
There was fear and murderous intent in this look.
Except for the Langya Guild, the other four major guilds and other forces were all fully armed. At this time, they looked at Luo Feng faintly, with an evil look on his face.
"Let's go," Luo Feng frowned and turned around to leave with a sullen face.
But just when Luo Feng turned around and prepared to go down the mountain, several warriors behind him had already blocked the road and drew their swords at each other.
From time to time, dense fires suddenly appeared along the way down the mountain, and murderous intent suddenly filled the entire mountain.
"Luo Feng, where are you going?" Tong Jiuyou looked at Luo Feng from a distance.
"What do you mean?" Tang Yan'er asked.
"What do you mean?" Xi Liuer sneered, "Don't you know?"
Tang Yan'er said coldly, "Alia, don't forget your promise. Do you want to go back on your word?"
Pang Aiya had a complicated look on her face. She didn't believe it when she learned that Luo Feng was most likely a descendant of the Emperor's bloodline.
After all, she had seen Luo Feng's bloodline with her own eyes. It was clearly the bloodline of a descendant of the Ji family. How could it be the bloodline of the Di family?
However, Tong Jiuyou's attitude was clear, saying that when he fought with Luo Feng that day, Luo Feng did not use the blood of the Ji family.
This is also the reason why the major forces are hesitant. After all, Luo Feng is a Chinese force.
Taking action before going to the landmark pointed out by Langya Guild, isn't this self-inflicted harm to one's own strength?
And it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for a person to have two sets of bloodlines, not to mention that these two sets of bloodlines are top-notch bloodlines.
Why?
Because warriors all know that bloodline is a very powerful and special existence system with independent consciousness.
They all have their own pride. If there are two sets of blood in a person, they will definitely be incompatible with each other, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.
It is not that there have never been warriors of two bloodlines in history, but such warriors are often not the chosen ones.
Once two sets of bloodline appear in the body, the warrior will inevitably die as the two sets of bloodline fight.
Therefore, it is not scientific at all for one person to be able to control two sets of bloodlines.
"It seems that even you don't know, right?" Xi Liuer stood up and said coldly, "Didn't he tell you his true identity?"
"Luo Feng, what is he talking about?" Tang Yan'er was confused and turned to look at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng's face was solemn, and he seemed to have understood it when he saw Tong Jiuyou.
After all, he was so complacent that he forgot that Tong Jiuyou had seen the blood of the Di family. He showed the blood of the Ji family in front of Arya again. This time he dug a big hole for himself.
No words were spoken, because Luo Feng had already drawn the Yamata Sword, and Kohaku was also ready to fight.
Seeing that Luo Feng had no intention of speaking, Xi Liuer said loudly, "Miss, since he doesn't want to tell you, then let me do it. This guy is a descendant of our common enemy of warriors, the son of Emperor Ryuzaki."
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene burst out with murderous intent. They stood up and stared at Luo Feng coldly, as if they were staring at a corpse.
Tang Yan'er was stunned and said with a smile, "You want to target Luo Feng, why do you need to make such an excuse, who is the son of Emperor Longqi? I have seen Luo Feng's bloodline, and it is not the bloodline of the Emperor."
Xi Liuer sneered and glanced at Luo Feng, "Then ask him and see what he says?"
"Luo Feng, please explain quickly," Tang Yaner panicked.
Why?
Because the Emperor's bloodline was too strong, in the early years Emperor Ryuzaki was warlike and challenged strong men from all over the world. Because his attacks were extremely cruel, the losers were all destroyed, so he offended many warriors.
However, Emperor Ryuzaki is the ceiling in the martial arts world. No one can shake him, and the anger and fear can only be suppressed deep in his heart.
Therefore, people of the Imperial family also call them the "Demon King Clan," which is a ridiculous and funny nickname.
"Luo Feng, why don't you speak? Please explain." Seeing that Luo Feng was still reluctant to speak, Tang Yan'er grabbed Luo Feng and said nervously.
"This young lady from China, now you understand, he has admitted it himself, you should leave him quickly and join us to kill him, otherwise we will have to regard you as his accomplice."
"Luo Feng, are you really..." Tang Yan'er looked confused. He hesitated to speak.
"Help me take care of Amber," Luo Feng finally spoke, staring sideways at Tang Yan'er. Things had developed to this point, which was far beyond Luo Feng's plan.
Now he only has one thought, and that is to survive.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action!" Tong Jiuyou said loudly while trying his best to suppress the fear in his heart about the Emperor's bloodline.
As soon as he finished speaking, the situation in the world suddenly changed. On the top of the mountain, all the masters displayed their killing moves.
Bearing the brunt, only the six people from Tianqi Guild were seen heading straight for Luo Feng. In an instant, they appeared above Luo Feng's head, and then they came straight towards Luo Feng with a killing move.
Luo Feng snorted coldly but did not hide.
The Yamata Sword in his hand was twisted rapidly, and on the spot he launched his most powerful killing move, "The Fourth Style of Dao Zhi Jian, Gui Hai Sword!"
"boom!"
The wind pressure exploded between the two sides in an instant, but Luo Feng's Guihai Sword was already eaten to death by the opponent, knowing that the initial Guihai Sword was the weakest moment.
Obviously, they didn't want to give Luo Feng a chance to take action. The strength of the six of them was also at the mid-level Dragon Peak level. What's more, their strange cooperation once easily suppressed Tong Jiuyou and Aaliya. Naturally, Luo Feng couldn't get anything. benefit.
"boom!"
The powerful suppressive force directly crushed Luo Feng's Guihai sword, and the floor beneath his feet collapsed immediately.
Luo Feng was directly knocked away, and his body shot down the mountain like a broken thread in the wind.
"Want to leave?" Tong Jiuyou shouted angrily, and the bloody lion behind him roared toward the sky, shaking as if the earth was shaking.
He turned into a red rainbow, and with a few taps on the floor, he punched Luo Feng's Qi Sea.
"You haven't shown your Imperial bloodline yet!"
