Which friend is it? Please forgive me for making such a joke with my thieves’ union.” The furious Shadow Killer kicked the shivering shadow over. He took a hard breath.]

The sudden appearance of the strange scene surprised everyone in the sitting room except Nicholas Fa. The mind carefully explored the void. I wanted to hide it around. But after a long while, there was still no result. The leaders sighed and shook. They looked at each other. They all saw the shock in the eyes of the other party. It can be in the eyes of so many powerful people. From the original star-level thieves' guild leader, Shadow Killer, it will be weird. The things that have won...this. What kind of strength is needed for this.

The answer is obvious... Only the strong of the holy rank can do this... In the hall. The only strong of the holy rank is Liu Feng who stands on the void with a smile on his face. ...

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"Liu Feng. But you robbed my thieves’ union’s Blood Spirit Whistle Shadow Kill. After a daze, it also reflected. To Liu above the void

"Which one of your eyes saw me doing it. The offensive of the strange thing." Liu Feng shrugged and chuckled lightly.

"You...you. Liu Feng. If you return the blood spirit whistle to my thieves' union, then our previous grievances can be wiped out. How? + It can be pointed out that it was Liu Feng's hand. And... take a step back and say Even if it is>. Borrowing the hatred of the Thieves Guild and the Mercenary Guild, in addition to grabbing hard, I also...Although the chance is slim, Shadow Kill still asks with hope.

When I heard the words of Shadow Killer, I uttered it. In the hall. One~. The IQ was suddenly lowered because of the blow... You even said this. With the relationship between Liu Feng and the mercenary union, even if he really did it... Then I got something in my hand. Could it be possible that I would vomit it to an old enemy of the mercenary union?

Above the void. Liu Feng shook his head amusingly. He whispered:. Dao...you said this to me. It's all for nothing. Ok...this game. Whoever wins will ignore the thunderous shadow killings. . Turn his gaze to Nicola Fa. Smile

Receiving the meaning of Liu Feng’s smile. Nicholas Fah’s white eyebrows fluttered slightly. The old eyes narrowed slightly because of the unconcealed smile. Magic in his hand>. The defensive magic cover was removed. Go. Give a dry cough. Clear your throat. Lang said: The guild fight. The mercenary guild is more skilled. The ranking will surpass the thieves’ guild. It ranks fifth. You have no objection to the President of the Shadow Killer.

"No." The teeth were biting fiercely. A word came out with difficulty. The dark robe of Shadow Killer kept shaking. The spiteful sight would come out. It seemed that he wanted to put Liu Feng out of thin air + coldly said:| Take one Blood-cutting whistle. What effect can it have."

Liu Feng just smiled faintly at this extremely bitter gaze. Feet> appeared directly in front of Su Po who was smiling from ear to ear. He smiled and said:

"Okay. Haha. Okay... I finally stepped on the Thieves Guild. Haha." Su Po split his mouth. He smiled happily. Not mentioning anything else. Just because he was stepped on by the Thieves Guild++. Anti-stepping. Anyway, it is something to be excited about.

"Hehe. Now that the matter between the mercenary and the thieves’ guild is over, it’s our turn. The old rules. Draw a magic lottery and finger it. When the staff disappears, a flick of your finger. A box of magic lottery bundles. Appeared on the palm of the hand. Put it on the round table beside him. Smiled and said:

Several union presidents are not unfamiliar with the draw in this mode. They walked forward in a familiar way and swayed their palms on the magic lottery. Magic lights jumped onto the palms of their hands.

Stan, the president of the Warriors' Union, glanced at the magic lottery in his hand. He smiled and raised his fist at the miserable Tie Zhan. He laughed and said::

"Damn. You guy knows that you rely on your vindictive armor to bully people. I don't have any weapons to take advantage of. You just stood there and let me fight. It took me a long time to roll>: Depressed and rolled my eyes. He glanced at the pair of stainless steel gloves in his hand, sighed and shook his head.

"Hey. I can cultivate a fighting spirit armor. This means that I have someone else. Haha." Stan vigorously patted Tie Zhan on the shoulder. Arrogant

"Grass."

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According to the draw result of the magic lottery, the Warriors’ Union vs. the Fighting Union. The Cavaliers’ Union vs. the Magic Union. As for the Arrows’ Union. Fortunately, they were drawn to the magic lot that was directly promoted. Rank>The Thieves’ Union stepped on the last place...

And the four trade unions that need to fight. In fact, there are no

Suspense. After all, the strength gap in it cannot be made up by a little bit.

So the final result was not beyond everyone's expectations...Magic~Yes. Stan of the Warrior Union directly summoned the vindictive armor as soon as he came on the field. First, after Ren Tiezhan fought for a long time. This was when Tie Zhan was full of depression. Under. Forced it out

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Liu Feng looked at the Iron Fight that was forced out directly. A smile appeared on his face. The fight between these two guys was really interesting... The footsteps lightly stepped on. Instantly appeared in front of the Iron Fight with a black line. The smile arched. He bowed his hands. He whispered softly:|But."

"Damn..." The iron war that was just ravaged by Stan. Seeing the more perverted young man in front of him, he burst out swearing. Both feet came together. A few meters popped out like a zombie. He rolled his eyes depressed in the air. ::

Seeing Tie Zhan's behavior, Liu Feng stroked his nose helplessly.

Because of the automatic surrender of the fighting union, the ranking of the mercenary union rose one more place, ranking fourth.

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The president of the Cavaliers Guild, Gan Yong, looked at Liu Feng, who held up the challenge card in front of him. He nodded fiercely with the mentality of trying how strong a Saint-Rank might be...but u Yong jumped out of the field very consciously... …Wiping a cold sweat on his forehead. Damn. What speed is that… You can’t even see a shadow. And this guy’s sword is just a random stab. Just now I almost stabbed myself and stepped over that baby. If we continue to fight, I may not be able to shrink it."...

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After defeating the Cavaliers Guild, the Mercenary Guild once again rose by one place. Ranked third...

Seeing the rising rankings, Su Po smiled at the corners of his mouth, especially after seeing Liu Feng holding up the challenge sign to the Warriors' Union again. He couldn't help but smile more happily...

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Looking at the dark-haired young man in front of him who was calm and relaxed, Stan's eyes shot a fiery light. It was a desire to fight. The strong usually call it: fighting spirit.

Above the body. The armour of a huge grudge surging u. Above the armor, the yellow grudge flows quietly, like tiny yellow snakes. In the armor, wandering around...

"Sure enough, it is known for its defensive earth-type fighting spirit armor. It is no wonder that the same star subway battle has nothing to do with this thing. Like his kind of battle mode that is good at head-to-head combat. When encountering this earth-type fighting spirit armor, I really feel it. Extremely headache." Liu Feng praised slightly as he looked at the solidified, solid earth and yellow.

"Brother Liu. Please be merciful later. Hehe. I know I am not your opponent, but I just want to feel how tyrannical the Holy Order will be." Stan patted the vindictive armor on his body and laughed loudly. .

"President Stan said and laughed." Liu Feng smiled and nodded.

"En. It's time to start." Stan nodded heavily. His palms were spread out. A thick knife appeared in his palm. Dou Qi was poured. The blade flashed...

Looking at Stan, who was like a big enemy, Liu Feng smiled slightly. His toes were on the floor. People had appeared on top of Stan's head in an instant. The heavy sword was mixed with sharp swords.

"Clang choking." The sound of steel clashing sounded. Stan's footsteps stomped on the floor fiercely. A dozen deep footprints were left on it. Lifted his head. Seeing standing firmly in the void. It seems not. A little affected Liu Feng. Stan twitched the corners of his mouth in amazement... It was the armor of vindictiveness that offset most of the power. Maybe he has fallen to the ground now, right?

Looking down at the big sword with a crack in the road. Stan shook his head depressed. One thrown it away. Strode forward. Patted the fighting armor on his body. Smiled: Can Jia can withstand the power of the holy rank. One blow. Can you help me test it? Liu Feng nodded ~lightnovelpub.net~ Stan quickly said: "But. Brother Liu, don't hurt me seriously, if you really control it. No, let's have a slight injury."

Hear this slightly weird request. Liu Feng rolled his eyes. The palm of the hand was turned, the epee jumped into the ring, and a pair of slender, white palms were pressed, and he smiled lightly: "I don't need weapons, just rely on my palms, okay?"

"Hey. Thank you Brother Liu, then." Seeing that white hand was comparable to a woman's hands. Stan cracked his mouth and smiled in satisfaction, violent vindictiveness all over his body. Severely poured into the armor. After receiving such a huge grudge support, the color of the grudge armor became deeper and more solid...

Zhen Qi travels along the meridians and reaches the palm of the hand. Five sharp swords appeared at the fingertips. Shake the void slightly rippling.

"Ready?"

"Okay. Come on!!!"

Move with the sound. Liu Feng left a faint afterimage in the void. Appeared directly in front of Stan. The silver-white palms were lightly printed on the solid earth-type fighting spirit armor