"Is this formless?"
The strong wind hit his face, instantly shattering Fekir's pride.
The words of my grandfather who gave me this personal treasure when I was eighteen years old echoed in my mind.
The core content is "Be careful of warriors who use colorless forms. They are the nemesis of Grandpa Baokai."
"No, no!" Ferid's blond hair danced wildly, and his body moved crazily towards the distance.
But Luo Feng's reverse scale was already locked, and as Luo Feng roared and roared, the reverse scale shook violently, and a long river of day poured out, heading straight for Fekir, who was escaping far away.
In an instant, the formless power arrived, and the light of day swallowed up the heavens.
"Help!"
"Stop!" At this moment, a man's elegant voice sounded throughout the sea city of Aslantis.
Immediately afterwards, a void was torn apart, blocking Fekir's back, transferring the colorless power to a distant area dozens of nautical miles away.
As the colorless power tilted down, the sea area was instantly evaporated, and every corner was enveloped in the light of day.
Ten seconds later...
There was a rumble and vibration near the sea of Aslantis, and the tide returned here again. A large amount of sea water poured into the streets and alleys, swallowing everything...
"Mr. Ji Wudao, please stop here," Thirteen, who had an unpredictable cultivation level, stood in front of Fekir with his hands on his back and said with a smile, "Our president can allow it to be a small fight, but if Killing people here makes it very difficult for us.”
After saying that, Thirteen turned to look at Fekir, who was still in shock and his body was shaking with fear. He smiled and said, "Your Highness Fekir, are you okay?"
"No...it's okay," Fekir reacted immediately, and hid over the city again out of fear of the power of the Hueless.
He knew very well that Luo Feng absolutely did not dare to mess around here. After all, it was the territory of the president.
"Why is this kid so colorless? What's his relationship with the old madman?" Fekir didn't see that the credit was due to Ni Lin.
But Luo Feng did not master the power of formlessness.
Thirteen stood between the two and said with a smile, "Let's end this matter. Our president is already unhappy, and we hope you can give Thirteen some face."
After saying this, Thirteen looked at Star Boy and Gretel, who were still fighting on the distant island, and smiled slightly. Although his voice was soft, it was full of excitement.
"Everyone, stop it."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying aura swept across dozens of miles in an instant, and everyone present felt that their souls were being shattered.
Luo Feng was blessed by the Emperor's bloodline, but he actually felt the terror of this aura and almost returned to his original form.
"Just a simple aura erupts with such terrifying authority. What is the origin of this person? He makes me feel more extraordinary than Caesar?"
"Who is this person?" The star boy in the distance was locked by Thirteen's aura and landed directly on the island.
Gretel fell aside and tried to get up but was completely suppressed.
"This man is the strongest person beside the president, and he is known as Thirteen."
"What do you mean?" Xingtong was confused.
Grete endured the feeling of oppression and patiently explained, "It is said that this person was invincible when he came out of the mountain in the old times. He could suppress the heroes just by relying on the unique illusion of the Shura domain, and his thirteen swords that sealed the dust were even more famous. , it is said that his sword has killed many old emperor figures, this is the origin of Thirteen."
"So domineering. Why would such a terrifying big man be willing to be a slave?" Xingtong was puzzled.
"Who knows," Gretel chuckled, "It is rumored that the president of Aslan's underground auction is a beauty. In the old days, many princes and princes were willing to fall under her skirt."
"For a woman?" Xingtong, who had been away from sex since childhood, really didn't understand what was so attractive about this.
Grete said, "How can you understand what a beauty in the world is? If you saw Ji Ziming from the Northern Territory, you wouldn't say that."
"It is said that Ji Ziming does not eat the fireworks of the world, and walks on ice with her jade feet. Wherever she passes, there is a vast land of ice and snow. Unfortunately, now that she has entered the mysterious realm, she no longer even has the courage to make people hallucinate."
"Isn't that Luo Feng's mother?" Xingtong stared at Gretel with a look of disgust, "Aren't you afraid that Luo Feng will know your thoughts and fight with you?"
"What are you afraid of? No one can move now anyway."
That's right, everything in the entire sea area became quiet as Thirteen released the aura of the Shura realm.
With Thirteen as the source, layers of transparent air and soft air rippled around, forming an invisible realm.
Although it is extremely domineering, it is not harmful.
"No!" Fekir glared at Luo Feng, "I order you to kill him."
Thirteen raised the corners of his mouth and looked sideways at Fekir, "Your Highness Fekir, don't bring shame to your Cyber Royal Family anymore. It's your grandfather's face you've embarrassed. If I hadn't taken action just now, you would have died without mercy." It’s within the power of color.”
"What did you say?" Fekir clenched his fists, looking gloomy and uncertain, "Are you teaching me a lesson?"
"Why don't you dare me to teach you a lesson?" Thirteen smiled, "In the time when your grandfather and I were there, your grandfather had to be polite when he saw me. If you speak rudely and disrespect your elders again, I will teach you a lesson on your grandfather's behalf. Yes, do you understand?"
All he saw was that the thirteenth index finger moved slightly, and a violent force hit Fekir Baokai with a loud bang. Fekir flew out immediately, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Although your grandfather Bao Kai is powerful, he is not indestructible. You have a scratch under your armpit and another on your back. Do you know its origin?"
Fekir felt a chill. He didn't expect that the other party could create such power with just a snap of his fingers.
The power penetrated directly and strangely into Baokai, effectively hitting his chest.
"My grandpa said it was two powerful men who could cut it."
"Yes, the cut on your back was cut by the ancestor of the Ji family two hundred years ago, and the cut on your arm was made by me."
"You said it was you?" Fekir was shocked, but he didn't dare not believe it.
The terrifying cultivation level of Thirteen could be seen from the snap of his fingers just now.
Thirteen ignored it and turned to look at Luo Feng, "Mr. Ji Wudao, how about letting this matter go?"
Luo Feng nodded.
He also knew very well that with these thirteen strengths in front of him, he didn't want to suffer the same pain.
"In that case, please disperse."
"Humph, Ji Wudao, you are lucky this time. Just wait for me, and I will avenge our revenge on you slowly." Fei Kilton felt that his face was dull, and he was also afraid of Luo Feng's colorless appearance. After saying a harsh word, he launched his void escape technique and left.
Driven by the black mist, Luo Feng returned to the streets of the city. Just as he was about to leave, Thirteen's voice came from the sky behind him.
"Mr. Ji Wudao, my president wants to see you. I wonder if I can give you a favor?"
"Why are you seeing me?" Luo Feng asked warily.
"Don't worry, I guess it won't be a bad thing," Thirteen smiled, looked at the old madman in the distance, and nodded.
Obviously being both strong men from the old era, Thirteen naturally recognized the old madman.
The old madman nodded, "Go ahead, this president has a certain blood relationship with your mother Ji Ziming's family."
"My mother is related by blood, what's going on?" Luo Feng was even more confused.
Thirteen smiled, and his voice was so soft from beginning to end.
"Mr. Ji Wudao, please!"
