6108. Chapter 6108: Lure the Snake Out of Its Hole 6

Seeing this, Leng Xuan's whole body surged with energy, wanting to break through the opponent's confinement. However, the middle-aged man's body was like a rock, standing steadily in mid-air, motionless. The only thing that changed was that the sneer at the corner of his lips became stronger and stronger. Seeing that the attack failed, Leng Xuan retreated and prepared to reorganize the offensive. However, when he drew his sword and turned around, he was horrified to find that the opponent's right hand was tightly grasping the Xuanyang Sword. No matter how hard he tried, he could never take back the Xuanyang Sword. This surprise was no small matter for Leng Xuan. The Xuanyang Sword is also a divine weapon after all, and the opponent was able to control the Xuanyang Sword with only his physical body, which shows how terrifying his physical strength is. Moreover, even Leng Xuan felt inferior to that powerful physical strength. Having practiced the Nine Transformations Golden Body Art for a long time, he believed that in terms of physical body alone, few cultivators could surpass him.

However, the middle-aged man in front of him taught him a lesson with practical actions. When he was frightened, he heard the middle-aged man say disdainfully: "Is this all you have? I really don't know why he values ​​you so much. Is it just because you are the successor of the Heaven-Defying Art?" After saying this, he shook his head. , the words were full of disappointment. Leng Xuan's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to continue struggling, he saw the other party suddenly let go of his hand. Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man moved and suddenly charged towards him. The two were already very close to each other, and coupled with the other's lightning-fast speed, Leng Xuan had no way to avoid him. But with a loud 'bang' sound, Leng Xuan's body was directly knocked out and rolled continuously in mid-air. After retreating for more than twenty meters, Leng Xuan finally took control of his body. Seeing the sneer on the middle-aged man's face, Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel angry. The opponent's strength is indeed very strong, there is no denying this, but he is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by human hands. However, just when he was about to take action, he heard a scream coming from the side. Moving his eyes, he saw that Han Qing and Ren Zong were gradually dying under the siege of those cultivators.

Han Qing is better. As a strong man in the tribulation stage, he can still hold on for a while. However, Ren Zong's cultivation was only at the distracted stage, and under the joint attack of many enemies, blood soon appeared on his body. Seeing the embarrassed looks of Han Qing and Ren Zong, the middle-aged man standing upright with his hands behind his hands sneered: "Is this the world-famous Holy Hand of Cultivation? Or are you trying to lure us out under the guise of the Holy Hand?" Behind him? In a word, Leng Xuan was naturally asked. Leng Xuan said coldly: "You are right, this is indeed a trap set by me." Regarding his answer, the middle-aged man did not get angry, but praised: "Although you are not very strong, you are still a bit clever. However, you have to know that in the face of absolute strength, any tricks are useless." Leng Xuan said solemnly: "Who are you?" The middle-aged man raised his head and said: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, my name is Feng Hen. The Dragon General under the Demon Emperor." Hearing this, Leng Xuan's expression changed and he said, "Feng Hen? That Feng Hen from the Qinglong Clan?" Feng Hen said with a cold smile, "So you have heard of my name." Xuan said coldly: "It seems that the person who secretly harmed Senior Feng is the great elder of the Qinglong clan, your father Lei Zhan."

Feng Hen nodded and said: "Yes, I instructed him to do this." Leng Xuan frowned and said: "As a member of the Qinglong Clan, why do you want to be the Demon Emperor's lackey? You also help him deal with his own people, don't you? Don’t you feel guilty?”