Chapter 667: Prophet's Artistic Conception

Snapped!

Half an hour after Liu Feng made public compensation on the dark platform, the Commander-in-Chief of the North Alliance once again slapped a boss table that had just been replaced.

"Too much deceit!"

The commander-in-chief of the Northern Alliance turned purple with anger, his chest heaved violently, and said: "Damn King Hades, you are hitting me in the face. After you hit the left cheek, you hit the right cheek."

"Commander-in-Chief, why are you still hesitating? The underworld has already brought our failure to the dark platform."

Guel yelled: "Our Northern League is the big boss behind the dark platform. He hit us in the face on the dark platform. Do we still have to bear it? Give me the King Kong troops, and I promise to level the hell."

"Commander-in-Chief, the Underworld is forcing us to take action. Hades' post on the dark platform is just to give them a suitable excuse for their next move."

"That's right, the underworld is forcing us to fight. They want to be famous."

"Commander-in-Chief, your son is willing to take on this important task. I think it's time to use the King Kong."

The officers of the northern alliance who were hesitant at first also spoke at this time.

"Okay, since the underworld wants to play big, we'll pay him to play."

The commander-in-chief of the Northern Alliance had a gloomy look in his eyes, and he clenched his fists and said, "Send out the heavy vajra troops, but it takes 48 hours to recharge the energy for the heavy vajra to activate. After 48 hours, I will let the blood flow into rivers in the underworld."

"Yes, let the blood flow into rivers in the underworld."

"Yan Wang is too arrogant, and he gave us three days to apologize to him. In less than three days, we will make him and his hell disappear from this world."

"At that time, there will definitely be a lot of robbers who will take advantage of the fire. If the underworld dares to fight with us, let them know what it's like to kick the iron plate this time."

The atmosphere in the Northern League instantly heated up, filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The same is true for Slanda.

"Three days is too much time, King Liu Yan, I'm afraid Beimeng won't give you such a long time." Long Zhenyu said.

Liu Feng didn't need to answer, the ghost king said in a low voice: "When did the boss of Hades make a low-level mistake? He said for three days, but to paralyze the enemy.

I assure you, Hades is ready to attack the Northern League in advance. "

Snapped!

Liu Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, my brothers know me best. I said three days, but in fact, I only have one and a half days to prepare for the battle."

"day and a half!"

Long Zhenyu, Uncle Wei, Uncle Dog, and Qiu Shujun exclaimed at the same time.

"That's right, a day and a half." Liu Feng raised his hand and patted Long Zhenyu's shoulder, and said, "It's a little presumptuous, but we are friends now? My friend is in trouble, and I want to ask you to help."

"You want to borrow the power of my Penglai Long family? With all due respect, I can help you personally, but the family..."

"My underworld can reach a trade cooperation agreement with your Long family. Does your Long family want mechas? Does your Long family want light knives? Your Long family..."

Liu Feng interrupted Long Zhenyu's words and offered attractive conditions one after another.

"Stop, I'll contact my father right away." Long Zhenyu waved his hands excitedly, then took out his phone and ran aside.

Uncle Wei and Uncle Dog were also extremely excited, and followed happily.

Afterwards, Liu Feng made a phone call directly to the country. This time, he wanted to ask the Han family and the Wudang faction for help. This time Liu Feng has made up his mind to use violence to control violence. He wants to deal with those who have been targeting him at once by taking action against the Northern League.

After calling the country, Liu Feng called Luo Tengfei again.

"What, a decisive battle with the North Alliance?"

Luo Tengfei on the other end of the phone was not overly surprised when he heard the news, instead he roared excitedly: "Damn, boss, you're really playing this time, this is really the style of my boss Hades. I promise to participate in the battle, and I will bring the elite of Wolf Castle to join the battle."

Liu Feng asked with a smile: "Although Wolf Fort is a golden power, they are all fierce men of werewolf blood who don't like to use weapons. Is it useful in such a large-scale battle?"

"Absolutely useful, you underestimate the western gold forces too much. Boss, let me tell you, the elite of Wolf Castle are called the Wolf Guards. They are the strongest fighters in Wolf Castle, all of them are stronger than strength, and they all have fearsome wolf guards." With the armor on, they are a group of ruthless characters who are not afraid of swords and guns, and the wolf armor has special attack power..."

He couldn't stop chattering once he opened his mouth, and he almost revealed all the secrets of Wolf Castle.

Liu Feng was also very shocked when he heard it, and asked in a tentative tone: "Wolf Guard, can Wolf Castle be willing to send out?"

"I'm sure I can. I'm the son-in-law of Wolf Castle now, and I'm a werewolf mutated bloodline. I'm likely to be the heir of Wolf Castle in the future."

Luo Tengfei said solemnly: "Boss, you should be able to tell that the people here in Wolfsburg have well-developed limbs and simple minds, and they especially recognize relatives. Don't talk about my relationship, just rely on your friendship with them. When it comes to life and death, these ruthless people can also shoot."

"Okay, when the time comes, you will bring the power of Wolf Castle and help me stop the Caesars. I think they will definitely take action." After Liu Feng dropped these words, he did not give the chatter a chance to continue speaking. Hang up the phone.

Finally, Liu Feng found a place where no one was around, and called the judge alone.

The phone call between the two lasted for an hour. These two souls of the underworld have thoroughly determined all possible events and perfected the battle plan.

While Liu Feng was making phone calls, Su Peili also called the family.

Although the Su family was established by Master Liu Feng, Liu Feng had no substantial contact with the Su family, so he never planned to involve the Su family in this war. But at this time, Liu Feng never imagined that if there was no force from the Su family to intervene this time, I am afraid that this decisive battle...

On the Huaxia side, the Wudang faction was resolute, led by Ben Leizi, and brought all the elite disciples of Wudang down the mountain, including Lengmei Chen Xin who stayed in Wudang to study art.

Half an hour later, the Han family in the capital, headed by Mr. Han, assembled a group of the most outstanding Han family children and gathered in the Han family compound.

Bang!

Just when the Han family was about to leave, the door of the empty house that Han Xingrui had closed was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

"I, Han Yichen, have left the customs, hahaha!"

A young man who was not a few years older than Liu Feng stepped out of it, and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, I feel that I am old and powerful now, you are always a strong person, come and give me a lesson, look at me!" Can I bring you down within ten strokes?"

Ah poof!

All the Han family members were outraged. Damn it, a grandson needs ten tricks to bring grandpa down. Isn't your kid too smug?

Yes, it was Han Yichen who left the customs.

At this time, Han Yichen, although his words were a bit frivolous, but his whole person had an air of being out of the world, and his demeanor had an omniscient and natural self-confidence.

"Boy, you have broken through the innate, and...do you have a breakthrough in artistic conception?" Old Man Han asked.

hey-hey!

Han Yichen smiled and said, "Yes, yes, grandpa has good eyesight. If you don't make a move, I know that you are going to rush over now, with your left hand beaked, and your right hand hitting your palm... If I crack consecutively, you will prepare to get close Wrestling, use Han's sticky clothes to entangle me to death. Grandpa, from your eyes, at least I can see more than a dozen trajectories of your attack."

Mr. Han was moved by Han Yichen's words, and then he said in shock: "Prophet! Your artistic conception has surpassed the seven senses and reached the realm of a prophet!"