My daughter-in-law, you can't provoke

Chapter 472 People of the Holy See
The people around looked at Lang Peng's arrogant appearance.

Also began to doubt.

the reason is simple.

Lang Peng is a master of consecration level, if the fool is also a master of consecration.

Why is he still a killer?
The consecrated person, in general large organizations and powerful forces, is at least an elder-level figure.

Who would do such a thing secretly?
"Don't dare? Fool, you tell me directly, if you dare not fight with me, I won't make things difficult for you, just back away immediately."

Lang Peng glanced at the girl from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Head held high, nostrils up.

It seemed to be telling her that the rubbish fool was nothing in his eyes.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, there was a chill all around.

Then, endless killing intent erupted from Feng Lin's body.

That feeling is like a picture of corpses floating on the ground and blood flowing like a river.

It makes people fall into the ice cave, which is extremely terrifying.

The strong killing intent seemed to drip water in the air, turning into spiritual power and spreading in all directions.

Feng Lin didn't say a word, and walked forward very calmly.

Step by step……

Every time he took a step, Lang Peng's body shook violently, as if being hit by a hammer.

Finally, when Feng Lin was one meter away from him.

He couldn't bear the pressure, his face was pale, and he slumped on the ground weakly.

Feng Lin didn't even look at him, and continued to walk deeper.

When Feng Lin's figure completely disappeared, everyone present reacted.

What the hell just happened?
Lang Peng was panting violently on the ground. The oppression of spiritual power just now made him unable to breathe.

Where does he have the face to stay here?

Immediately got up from the ground and ran towards the exit of the secret realm.

Just now, the girl of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked back at the direction Feng Lin had left, and was in a daze.

……

The last palace of Tianjianzong, Feng Lin did not go through the gate.

He jumped to the top floor of the palace, and entered the interior of the palace through the open window.

There are two people here.

One of them was a middle-aged man with long hair tied into a single ponytail.

Wearing blue armor, behind his back, there is a long sword.

His appearance is somewhat scholarly, gentle and refined.

The other person is an old man with a greasy head.

Wearing a black suit, he looks quite stylish.

This old man, Feng Lin, had met once before.

He is the founder of the dead list, ranking eighth on the list of gods.

Stinging, Mo Sheng.

The two were sitting at the table facing each other, sipping tea.

"Is this the Fool? Sure enough, his temperament is extraordinary."

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Lin who walked in, and said with a smile.

"Haha! Mister Fool, let me introduce you, this is the suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Cui Yuan."

Mo Sheng stood up and introduced Feng Lin.

"I have something to do with you, come with me!"

Feng Lin glanced at Mo Sheng, and his figure disappeared.

Mo Sheng nodded to Cui Yuan and left with him.

The two stood at the top of the palace, feeling the breeze in the secret realm.

The height of the top of the building is only 50 meters.

But in the secret realm of the plain, it is enough to see all the small mountains.

"Mr. Fool, what can I do for you?"

Mo Sheng stood with his hands behind his back and asked with a smile.

"I don't care what the hell you're doing, I'll take the first place this time."

Feng Lin looked into the distance, "Since you have so much information, you should know who is the second strongest, let me fight against him in the first match!"

"Mr. Fool mean, only one match?"

Mo Sheng asked.

"That's right! You know who I am, I don't like being discovered by someone with a heart."

Feng Lin looked back at Mo Sheng.

"This is a bit difficult. There are so many masters hidden in our death list. I really don't know who is stronger."

Mo Sheng shrugged with a smile.

"you know!"

Feng Lin stared at Mo Sheng, "I refused the mission given to me by the country a few days ago, because I am very dissatisfied with your death list now!"

"Mr. Fool, can you directly mention the country like this?"

Mo Sheng asked with a smile.

The fool is a member of the country, and not many people know this news.

"It's okay to bring it up in front of you, because you know who I am and you know a lot of things."

Feng Lin's voice suddenly became indifferent, "For example, you know that I can kill you now."

"Hahaha!"

Mo Sheng grinned, his greasy hair was a little messed up.

He slightly straightened his white hair, and asked with a smile, "I don't know where the death list provoked Mister Fool?"

"It is clearly written on your death list that the identity of any killer will be kept secret, and the identities of the top ten are even only known to you."

Feng Lin paused, "But you told other people my identity."

"The others...is that girl Irene?"

Mo Sheng whispered to himself.

"And what you call selling information now, whether it is information about my identity, can also be handed over."

Feng Lin's voice was full of coldness.

"No, no, to answer your first question first, I have not told outsiders your identity."

Mo Sheng held up a finger, "Actually, Irene's family, they are considered my dead guests, they are a family."

Then, Mo Sheng raised two fingers, "Then comes the second question. Information about dead-list identities will not be sold."

"I just want to know about tomorrow's fight now."

Feng Lin said in a deep voice.

"Of course, Mister Fool, as our card, can tailor a link for you."

Mo Sheng thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "For example, if you are the last one to appear, the top three in the previous battle will have a chance to challenge you respectively."

Feng Lin nodded, "This method is good, just let them do it together."

"But I also want my husband to promise me one thing. If you win, you will still be number one. If you lose, you will have no ranking." Mo Sheng said with a smile.

"Yes, I promise."

Feng Lin nodded.

"Is there anything else?" Mo Sheng asked.

"No, I'm leaving first."

Feng Lin jumped from the height of the building, and his figure disappeared in midair.

Mo Sheng sighed softly, and returned to the previous top floor.

……

Feng Lin was in a deserted corner, putting masks, gloves and other things into the space ring.

When he was about to leave, he found many people surrounded in the distance.

I walked over to take a look, only to find that it was Su Yun and Liu Yaran who came in.

The two are naturally in the identity of Moon Palace.

"You two... if it's okay, can I have dinner with you?"

Feng Lin was far away, and heard a very non-standard Huaxia language.

Going over to take a look, I found a white man standing in front of Su Yun and Liu Yaran.

He has long blond hair, wears a tuxedo, and has a sharp face.

A typical white dude.

However, Feng Lin felt a very powerful force from him.

"Xiu, it turns out that people from the Holy See will also come here to join in the fun."

An English sentence came from afar.

Feng Lin frowned, Holy See.

(End of this chapter)