Doupo: Many Children, Many Blessings; Starting with Rock Spear Judgment of Yunshan

next moment.

He reached out his hand without warning.

The speed was so fast that it exceeded the reaction limits of everyone present.

Xiao Yan felt a blur before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an unshakeable force came from his left wrist.

"What are you doing!"

Xiao Yan was shocked and his meager Dou Qi erupted instantly as he tried to break free.

Not moving.

That slender hand, like an iron clamp, locked his wrist tightly.

Lin Feng's fingers gently caressed the black ring.

Cold and rough.

"take it easy."

Lin Feng looked into Xiao Yan's terrified eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm not here to steal the bride."

"We're not here to steal the ring."

Lin Feng's voice was very soft, and only Xiao Yan and Yao Chen in the ring could hear it.

"I'm just here to meet an 'old friend' and talk about the food expenses over the past few years."

Food expenses?

Xiao Yan was completely confused.

What about food expenses?

This ring is a keepsake from his mother. What does it have to do with food expenses?

But the medicinal dust inside the ring was terrifying.

He understood!

In recent years, in order to restore his soul power, he has been secretly absorbing Xiao Yan's fighting spirit.

This is also the root cause of Xiao Yan's transformation from a genius into a useless person.

This matter was handled with extreme secrecy; even Xiao Yan himself was unaware of it.

How did this person know?!

Moreover, what did he mean by "old friend"?

Yao Chen searched his memory but couldn't recall when he had ever met such a terrifying person.

"Your Mightiness!"

Just then, a loud shout interrupted Lin Feng's actions.

Kuzue drew her sword.

Clang!

The longsword was drawn, its cold light gleaming.

As a Seven-Star Grand Dou Master, Ge Ye's strength is definitely among the top in Wutan City.

At this moment, his battle aura surged around him, and the cyan wind-attribute battle aura flickered on the sword.

"Release Young Master Xiao Yan!"

Although Ge Ye is a member of the Yunlan Sect, he is not stupid.

Nalan Yanran's annulment of the engagement is one thing, but if Xiao Yan is injured or even killed in front of her, then the Yunlan Sect and the Xiao family will truly become mortal enemies.

More importantly, he sensed a strong threat from this young man.

This uncontrollable variable must be eliminated immediately!

Nalan Yanran also realized what was happening.

Although she looked down on Xiao Yan, she wouldn't allow anyone to act wildly in front of her.

"Whoever you are, let go immediately!"

Nalan Yanran let out a sharp cry, her long sword pointing directly at Lin Feng's back.

"This is my Yunlan Sect's territory... no, this is my Yunlan Sect's business, it's none of your business to interfere!"

He was being pointed at by two swords.

Lin Feng didn't even turn his head.

He still held Xiao Yan's wrist, his fingers tapping lightly on the ring, as if knocking on a door.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Each strike was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Yao Chen's soul.

"So noisy."

Lin Feng turned his head slightly to the side.

His golden pupils swept indifferently over Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye behind him.

That instant.

Time seemed to stand still.

Nalan Yanran felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.

What kind of look was that?

There was no murderous intent, no anger.

Only endless indifference.

It was as if a god high in the heavens was looking down on two ignorant ants on the ground.

Under that gaze, she felt that her proud identity, talent, and beauty had all become worthless.

Even breathing became difficult.

That was an oppressive force as heavy as rock.

Pfft!

Nalan Yanran's legs went weak, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, almost falling to the ground.

Cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

Kudzu leaves are even worse.

He was the first to bear the brunt of Lin Feng's pressure.

He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a towering mountain.

The longsword in his hand trembled violently, emitting a humming sound as if it could not bear the weight.

His internal fighting spirit was like a mouse seeing a cat, instantly shrinking back into the vortex, and no matter how he tried to mobilize it, it had no effect.

"you……"

Ge Ye opened his mouth in terror, wanting to speak, but found that his throat was as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and he could not make a sound.

Is this...is it a human or a ghost?!

With just a glance, he, a Grand Master, lost his fighting ability?

Fighting Spirits?

No, a Battle King?!

Could it be that legendary rank?!

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the two clowns.

He released Xiao Yan's wrist and gently patted the boy's shoulder.

"Watch closely."

Lin Feng slowly raised his right hand towards the air.

Bend your index finger and hook it around your thumb.

A simple finger snap.

"Some things happen much faster than those so-called thirty years."

Om-!

A dazzling golden light suddenly condensed at his fingertips.

The rock element in the air cheered wildly at this moment and gathered together.

A terrifying, world-destroying wave was brewing within that small space.

Xiao Yan stared wide-eyed at the finger.

His intuition told him so.

The finger was flicked out.

Not to mention this hall.

The entire city of Wutan... will probably tremble!

boom!

There was no flash of battle aura in the air, only a muffled explosion.

Kuzuno didn't even have time to scream.

The moment that invisible force struck his chest, his proud Seven-Star Great Dou Master Dou Qi Armor, as fragile as a sheet of paper, shattered instantly into a sky full of blue light.

He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a heavy hammer, his feet left the ground, and he was thrown backward.

boom!

The heavy wooden door to the hall shattered instantly.

Ge Ye's figure continued its trajectory, drawing a tragic parabola in the air before slamming heavily against the courtyard wall a hundred meters away.

Splash!

The sturdy bluestone courtyard wall collapsed with a deafening roar, burying Ge Ye completely inside. Smoke and dust billowed up, and his fate remained unknown.

The hall was deathly silent.

The Xiao family elders, who had been sitting comfortably in their chairs watching the show, suddenly sprang up as if they had springs under their buttocks.

The teacup in the second elder's hand fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces.

The elder swallowed hard, his neck stiffly turning towards the ruins outside the door, then mechanically turning back to look at the young man in the center of the hall who was still snapping his fingers.

One finger.

Just one finger.

There was no fluctuation of battle aura, and no dazzling fighting techniques.

He sent a Seven-Star Grand Dou Master flying like a fly?

What... what kind of monster is this?

Nalan Yanran stood there, her pretty face pale, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Her greatest reliance, the powerful Deacon Ge Ye, who was considered a strong figure even within the Yunlan Sect, couldn't even withstand a single move from the opponent.

She wanted to escape, but her legs felt as heavy as lead, and she couldn't move an inch.

Lin Feng slowly withdrew his finger and gently blew away non-existent dust from his fingertip.

The movements were elegant and composed.

It was as if what had just been flung away wasn't a person, but a tiny speck of dust.

"Now, it's quiet."