"You...what are you still doing? Come on, come together, catch him, I will torture him to death!"

Situ Shaofeng's expression was filled with fear.

For some reason, when he saw Lin Feng standing there, he felt inexplicably frightened.

Normally speaking, he is now also a monk in the Divine Transformation stage, only a few levels lower than Lin Feng.

If you include the many magic weapons given to him by Situ Bo and Zhang Xiong, Situ Shaofeng can definitely challenge other monks beyond his level.

But facing Lin Feng, Situ Shaofeng couldn't think of any challenge.

This feeling puzzled and confused him, and at the same time made Situ Shaofeng angry.

He waved his palms desperately and gave orders to the forces of other families around him.

However, the nine powerful families in Xihua City are not fools. You look at me and I look at you, but no one is willing to rush forward first.

The strange death of the old man in the integration stage made them a little afraid. With his cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god, he could instantly kill the early stage monks. This sounds incredible, but if you think about it carefully, if some special means are used, it won't be a problem.

impossible.

Now no one is sure whether Lin Feng still has any special means.

Situ Shaofeng was about to explode with anger.

Before this, he had seen with his own eyes that the powerful men of the nine major families were submissive in front of his father, Zhang Xiong and others, and agreed to what happened today.

But now that Situ Bo is away, the words of his young gang leader are of no use.

Holding back his anger, Situ Shaofeng said coldly: "Everyone, I, Uncle Zhang, am going through a tribulation right now. You can imagine what if he came back after successfully overcoming the tribulation, only to find that instead of catching the great sage Lin, he was killed by him.

We, the torture hall elders of the Weihai Gang, and you, stood by and let him go, by then, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to explain, right?”

There was an undisguised threat in Situ Shaofeng's tone.

Such words also made all the monks from various families present frown.

They are all old monsters who have been practicing for thousands of years.

What battles have I never seen before?

In the past, they could be equal to Weihai Gang leader Situ Bo.

Even though Weihai has a lot of help now, it still makes them very unhappy to have a boy dictate things like this.

"Everyone, there are only two of us, this boy and his companion. I am willing to take the lead. I ask all my fellow Taoists from the family to lend a helping hand!"

Another still-living elder of the Weihai Gang’s Punishment Hall put down the corpse in his arms, stood up and said angrily.

There was a hint of request in these words, which made the expressions of the monks from the Jiu Family soften a little.

Since someone is taking the lead, that's easy to say.

"It's okay, fellow Taoist, we can just give you a helping hand."

Among the nine families, Chen Wudao, the head of the Chen family, waved his sleeves and said calmly.

"I, the Lu family, second the proposal."

"My Zhang family is also willing to take action."

Soon, the nine families happily agreed.

Seeing this scene, Situ Shaofeng's expression instantly became several times gloomier.

He couldn't speak well, but what one of his subordinates said was approved by everyone in the nine families. Where did this put his face?

However, Situ Shaofeng, who was short-circuited at this time, did not know that for the Jiu Family, the more monks from their Weihai Gang died, the better, so that they could escape from the checks and balances of the Weihai Gang. Some time ago, Situ Bo and several others came to the door forcefully, letting them

Every one of the nine families paid a huge amount of blood, and no one who is too heartless will forget this debt.

Based on this, it is impossible for the nine major families to really work hard for the Weihai Gang. At most, they can only deal with it on the surface.

Now that there are cannon fodder to rush forward, the nine major families will certainly not let go of such a good opportunity.

Let the elders of the Weihai Gang go up and test it out. Even if the other party still has the means to kill the monks in the integration stage, they won't have many means. They just need to reap the benefits.

"Are you guys going to do it together?"

Lin Feng glanced around and saw a group of monks eager to try. His heart skipped a beat, but he suddenly pretended to be afraid, took a step back and said coldly.

"Boy, if you want to blame, I can only blame you for your bad luck. We are just taking money to do things."

A family patriarch said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Are you using money to do things? Are you giving money to the Weihai Gang or are the Weihai Gang giving money to you?"

Lin Feng was so surprised that he didn't laugh at the monk's remarks.

It's really rare to see such monks who are sold and paid back. They have lived for thousands of years, and no one has a little bit of mind. But now the fused monks of this family really made Lin Feng laugh.

"You... a sharp-tongued boy, you are looking for death!"

The patriarch of the family blushed slightly when he was choked by Lin Feng.

Even the two strong men in the family integration stage next to him couldn't stand it, and they all looked away.

He was blatantly robbed but let out such a fart, that is, the "visit" of Situ Bo and others was not made public. If this spread, I'm afraid the entire family would become a laughing stock.

"Damn boy, give my brother his life!"

The execution hall elder roared, couldn't hold back any longer, and pounced directly on him.

"Everyone, this kid obviously doesn't have that kind of means anymore. Let's all come together and capture him directly. If not, kill him on the spot!"

The monk who was choked by Lin Feng's words just now shouted loudly, controlled the flying sword and rushed towards Lin Feng.

"It's over!"

The monks watching all around felt a little pity for Lin Feng.

Being besieged by so many Fusion Stage monks, in their opinion, even if Lin Feng had three heads and six arms, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, it was me who harmed you! I shouldn't have returned to Xihua City!"

The white-bearded old ghost looked depressed, with a look of regret and self-reproach on his face.

If he had been more vigilant and entered Xihua City in a year and a half to sell what he wanted to sell, I am afraid that the storm would have subsided by then.

However, in the world of cultivation, there is no regret medicine that can make people go back to the past after taking it.

Things have happened, and now the white-bearded old ghost can only pray silently in his heart, praying that Lin Fengfu will be lucky and be able to avert danger like before.

Under the attention of countless monks, Lin Feng, who originally looked a little frightened, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Are you outnumbering people?"

A faint voice resounded throughout the world: "In that case... I've been holding it in for too long, so let's come out and have some fun today."

Lin Feng formed a seal with his hands, and then figures one after another appeared from around Lin Feng.

Forty-seven snake girls appeared beside Lin Feng.
Chapter completed!