"Forcing you? You think too much of yourself. I don't take your strength seriously yet!"

"Swish!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, his right hand stretched out and then grabbed it from the air. Majestic energy gathered on his right hand. A striking ice spear quietly formed, and then he threw it out.

The Ice Gun!

"Boom!"

The spear broke through the air and rushed towards Lieutenant General Dick with endless coldness and cold air. Even the air seemed to be frozen along the way. You can imagine how powerful the ice power contained in Lan Feng's gun was.

Throwing the frozen gun out, Lan Feng didn't even look at it, and then he took a step towards Frans, the god of weapon locked on the cross in the center of the execution platform.

Chihu, Polk and others, standing on the execution platform, looked at Lan Feng who was heading towards Frans, the god of weapon, and felt the coldness and strength emitted from his body. Look at me, and I look at you. Not only did you not dare to stop him at all, but you also took a few steps back subconsciously and distanced from Lan Feng, as if you were afraid that Lan Feng would attack them.

After all, in front of this mysterious and powerful man, they felt like a tiny ant facing a giant elephant. This was the momentum, the absolute suppression of the soul, and the strength level of both sides was no longer the same level. Even the Lieutenant General Dick had no power to resist in the hands of this man. How dare they take action easily?

Isn’t that seeking death?

"FUCK, what are you doing? Hurry up and stop him!"

When he saw Polk, Chihu and the others had no intention of stopping Lan Feng at all, Lieutenant General Dick couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Boom! Crack..."

However, as soon as his words fell, the frozen gun that broke through the air suddenly burst out at that moment at that moment dozens of times faster than before. Before he could react, it penetrated into his body, pierced into his heart, pierced his entire body, and nailed it to the wall.

I don’t know how powerful and terrifying the ice power condensed by the Ice Gun was. The rich ice power spread everywhere. In just a moment, Lieutenant General Dick was completely frozen, making him an ice man nailed to the wall, and even the wall behind him was covered with eye-catching ice.

"this……"

"How...how is this happening?"

"General Dick..."

This scene fell into Chihu, Polk and others' eyes, their faces became bigger, their expressions of horror, their eyes widened, their mouths grew, and they subconsciously swallowed.

"Do you want to stop me?"

Lan Feng didn't look at the lieutenant general Dick at all. He turned his head and fell cold eyes on Chihu, Polk and others. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. A cold voice came from his mouth.

"Puff..."

As soon as Lan Feng's words fell, Chihu, Polk and others felt an irresistible pressure, as if a mountain of Tai fell from the sky was pressing against them, making their bodies unable to bear it at all. The knees were bent, and cracks of hand-like thickness appeared on the ground standing. His face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out of his mouth. His whole breath was extremely weak, and cold sweat continued to emerge from his forehead. The terror in his eyes looked at Lan Feng was even more intense.

In front of this man, they felt like tiny ants crawling in the desert, and they could be swallowed and buried by sandstorms in the desert at any time, and he was the master of manipulating the desert storm.

"Master...you...you...you please feel free!"

The next moment, Chihu, Polk and others looked at each other, and their right hand slapped at their chests with a powerful force, causing them to be seriously injured. They staggered and fell to the ground, with a hoarse and trembling sound coming from their mouths.

As their words fell, they closed their eyes and pretended to have fainted.

Since their boss, Lieutenant General Dick, had been nailed to the wall with the Ice Gun, was unknown to life and death, then they were not stupid. They were forced to continue fighting with a mysterious man named Crazy Lord, wouldn't that be seeking death?

What's more, there are many powerful people such as Kronos, the God of Time in the dark world, on the side?

If you surrender obediently, you may have a way out. If you resist... you will definitely die.

"You guys are very smart..."

Looking at Chihu and Polk who were hurting themselves and falling down to pretend to be unconscious, there was no slight wave on Lan Feng's face and a faint voice came from his mouth.

"Crack?...swish!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, he quickly walked to the cross in the center of the execution platform. Looking at the blood-covered weapon god Frans, Lan Feng's palm quickly poked out, his fingers bounced, and wisps of silver flames burst out from his fingertips, burning all the chains that locked the weapon god Frans, and saving him from the cross.

"Do... Thank you brothers for helping me... are we here..."

After being rescued from the cross by Lan Feng, the God of Weapon Frans looked pale and a hoarse and dry voice came from his mouth.

"You have serious injuries, don't talk first!"

However, before the God of Weapon Frans finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lan Feng's cold voice. He took out a healing medicine from the Dragon King Ring and stuffed it into the mouth of the God of Weapon Frans.

The healing medicine melts in his mouth, turning into a continuous repair energy and blending into the body of the weapon god Frans, quickly repairing his injuries and alleviating the pain in his body...

Looking at the Dragon King ring on Lan Feng's hand, Frans, the God of Weapon, sternly looked at him and couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "Brother, the ring on your hand..."

"Let's go, leave here first!"

The God of Weapon Frans was about to ask the source of the eye-catching Dragon King ring on Lan Feng's hand, and the cold voice of Lan Feng was interrupted again, making the God of Weapon Frans had to hold back the words and doubts in his heart.

Maybe others don’t know that they don’t know the Dragon Emperor ring on Lan Feng’s hand, but Frans, the god of his weapon, knew very well. It was possessed by the tyrant who obtained the Dragon Emperor’s inheritance.

But three years ago, the Dragon King Ring disappeared without a trace with the tyrant under the nuclear explosion. Why did this Dragon King Ring appear on this man called Crazy Lord?

Could it be that he was the tyrant of that year? But why...

In just a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Frans, the god of weapons.

As Lan Feng's words fell, he ignored the thoughts in the heart of the God of Weapon Frans, but reached out to support the body of the God of Weapon Frans, and walked down the execution stage.

Soon, Lan Feng helped Frans, the God of Weapon, walked off the execution platform, and came to the shocked and astonished God of Time, the Black Dragon, the Moon Demon Feng Qing and others. A faint word came from his mouth: "He is seriously injured, take him out of here as soon as possible!"

"Do... Thank you brother for helping me, what about you?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, looking at his clear-cut but filled with indifferent face that was thousands of miles away, the God of Time Cronos, Yuemo Feng Qing and others couldn't help but clasp their fists and thank him. Each of them looked at Lan Feng with doubts.

They just felt that the man in front of them seemed to have seen him somewhere, and there was a breath that made them extremely familiar with him, but they couldn't recognize the man in front of them.

This is not their fault, because Lan Feng is not only more calm and powerful than three years ago, but his temperament is colder and more transcendent. Even his appearance and body have become completely different after three years of tempering of earth fire. His facial features seem to be refined and refined, and he is more sharp than before!

The eyes under his sword eyebrows were deeper, as if they were filled with two worlds, filled with a coldness that was thousands of miles away, and there was an indescribable domineering aura between his eyebrows. Cooperating with his powerful strength, delicate facial features and pure white flowing long hair, it was like a mysterious knight who transcended the world and walked on the world in ancient times.

At this moment, he was completely different from the 90-year-old man who turned into a ninety-year-old man before he was bombed by a nuclear bomb three years ago, so that he could not distinguish him from his peak, even if it was the moon demon Fengqing and the God of Time Cronos.

Although they have known Lan Feng for so many years, they have been together with Lan Feng for too little time, so they cannot recognize that.

"I have my own arrangements, you don't have to worry about me!"

Lan Feng's eyes glanced at the God of Time Cronos, Yuemo Fengqing, the evil surgeons Jeffrey, Black Dragon and others with a faint look. There was no fluctuation on his face and he answered coldly.

Hearing Lan Feng's cold words, everyone looked at each other, nodded gently, and then clasped their fists at Lan Feng and bowed: "Thank you so much, brother. Today, we owe you a favor. If you can get something useful in the future, just call me!"

As the words of the God of Time Cronos fell, they turned around and left with the seriously injured God of Weapon Frans.

Only the evil surgeon Jeffrey stood still. He stared at Lan Feng with a burning gaze, his fists were clenched together, his body seemed to be trembling due to the violent fluctuations of his emotions, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth: "Sir... are you back, right?"

"Sorry, I don't know what you are saying, you may have recognized the wrong person!"

Listening to the words of the evil surgeon Jeffrey, looking at his face covered with wind and frost and sharpening, Lan Feng's face was not at all turbulent, and he spoke lightly.

"Then where did the Dragon Emperor Ring in your hand come from?"

Jeffrey, a surgeon, clenched his fists, and a unwilling and hoarse voice came from his mouth.

This Dragon King ring is owned by his tyrant, why is it in the hands of this man?
Chapter completed!