Immemorial War God

"You've agreed?" 30 billion. " Mo Feng sneered and extended three of his fingers.    

"You!" The knife-scarred man stared at him, anger was rising in his heart. He had already promised 20 billion, but he still didn't know what was good for him. Did he really think he was that strong? Fiery Sun Valley is not up to you to be impudent!    

"Also, I don't drink normal wine, I must drink fire wine." Mo Feng continued, and the knife-scarred man stared at him. fire wine? fire wine s were high quality spirit wine brewed by their Triple Valley Lord for a hundred years. Those who had comprehended the fire attribute would benefit greatly from their cultivation, but Triple Valley Lord was extremely stingy towards his fire wine.    

Now that Mo Feng said that he wanted to drink that kind of wine, didn't he give you face!    

"Hmm?" Suddenly, the knife-scarred man was startled, he looked at Mo Feng carefully, the fire wine was the treasure of the Triple Valley Lord, no one knew it, how did Mo Feng know it?    

"Haha, interesting little fellow. This old man is willing to make a friend with you. 30 billion plus fire wine, please come into the valley for a chat!"    

The Knifescar fellow and the others were just about to get angry when an old voice suddenly sounded in the air. The Knifescar fellow and the others' faces suddenly changed as they exclaimed:    

"Triple Valley Lord!"    

"This old thing." When Mo Feng heard the voice, the corners of his mouth raised into a smile. In the eyes of the people of Fiery Sun Valley, Triple Valley Lord was an eccentric person, but in his eyes, Triple Valley Lord was just an old urchin.    

"Let's go."    

"Screech!"    

With an indifferent tone, the flying star beast bellowed and dove towards the Fiery Sun Valley.    

The knife-scarred man looked at Mo Feng's back with a complicated expression, he did not know what to do.    

"Big brother, this …" A person's mouth twitched as he looked at the scarred man with a strange expression.    

"Why would Triple Valley Lord agree to this brat?"    

"How should I know?" The knife-scarred man's face sunk, he shouted coldly and flew onto the flying star beast, flying back to Fiery Sun Valley on her star beast.    

Seeing the knife-scarred man's back, everyone in Fiery Sun Valley looked at him from every angle, and could only follow, looking at Mo Feng who was full of unhappiness.    

"Hey, what kind of wine do you think fire wine is? "Is it very strong?"    

"I don't know. The name is quite normal, but it looks delicious."    

"Tsk tsk, if only I could have a sip or two."    

A few drinkers chatted amongst themselves, almost drooling as they talked.    

"Hey, hey, wait!" On top of the flying star beast, the azure-clothed man was still standing there in a daze. This was too surreal. But when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was missing a person.    

"Master Mo Feng, Brother He hasn't come up yet. Quickly go down and see how he's doing." He Changwen spoke with a face full of anxiety. He was beaten until he spat blood and fell down, the situation must be terrible.    

"There's no need to look at him. He can't live anymore." Mo Feng said indifferently, the light robed man stared at him and anxiously replied:    

"Master Mo Feng, I beg of you, please save Brother He!" With both hands clasped together, he begged, but Mo Feng's expression did not change. Instead, he sneered and said:    

"He's always thinking of killing me, so why should I save him?"    

The light robed man's expression froze, as Mo Feng continued.    

"I already showed him my kindness by sparing his life. He didn't treasure it and always wanted to kill me. By the time he wanted to kill me, he would already be dead without a doubt."    

The azure-clothed man looked at Mo Feng as he opened his mouth, and then laughed at himself, as he shook his head dejectedly without saying anything else. With Mo Feng's character, how could he still go save He Changwen?    

Mo Feng glanced at him, retracting his gaze, his expression not changing. He had already spared He Changwen's life, if He Changwen did not cherish it, then he could not be blamed. He Changwen was definitely going to die this time, but if it wasn't because he was beaten until he vomited blood and fell down, Mo Feng would have already seen that He Changwen was pretending a long time ago.    

The thing that had truly killed He Changwen was still the injuries on his heart and lungs. Last time, although Mo Feng had healed all of his injuries, he had to rest quietly and rest for three months at the very least before being able to fully recover. He could not get angry, and he could not continue fighting.    

He Changwen had always been resentful towards Mo Feng, and always thought that if they were to deal with him, it would definitely cause their injuries to hurt. After this battle, their injuries would definitely worsen even without Mo Feng doing anything, and He Changwen was dead for sure this time.    

Below, He Changwen was hiding behind a rock.    

"Humph, little bastard, let's see how you will dodge this time!" As he thought about this, his face changed.    

"Not good." If Mo Feng died here, then he would be guilty of a grave crime. When he returned to the Yan De Empire, the Empire would investigate this matter thoroughly and he would be dead for sure.    

"Hmph, at most I'll just hide my name." With a stern look in his eyes, he could just play dead and not return to the empire. With his cultivation level, he would be able to live a life of ease in the future.    

"Hmm? He raised his head and saw that flying star beast s were flying toward Fiery Sun Valley one after another. Mo Feng was standing at the front, completely safe and sound while the people of Fiery Sun Valley were following behind him as if they were escorting him, as if they were not engaged in an intense battle as expected.    

"Damn, what is going on!" He Changwen looked at the sky in a daze, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he jumped out from behind a rock, stared fixedly at the sky.    

"How can this be!"    

He Changwen's face was filled with insanity. He had already done it to such a degree, with the personality of the people of Fiery Sun Valley, he would definitely cut Mo Feng into eight pieces. How could this be?    

"Are they all shit-eaters?" He was scolding out loud, but he couldn't figure it out. He was beaten up so badly, with Mo Feng's character, how could he not attack? Once he made his move, with the character of Fiery Sun Valley and the rest, would they not do anything? How did it become like this?    

Little did he know, his schemes were just a joke in Mo Feng's eyes.    

"Beast!"    

The more He Changwen thought about it, the angrier he got, he watched as Mo Feng and the rest disappeared from his sight, he angrily struck a stone to the side.    

"Boom!"    

"Humph!"    

The stone shattered into pieces. At the same time, He Changwen straightened his chest, bent his body, and knelt down with half a knee. His face immediately flushed red.    

"Pfft!"    

His body suddenly trembled and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood on the ground, instantly dyeing the pitch-black ground red.    

"AHH!"    

He Changwen held onto his chest and cried out uncontrollably, the pain continued to rise.    

"How can this be!" He Changwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face pale white, his eyes full of fear. He was clearly pretending to be injured, why did the blood he forced out become like this?