Chapter 1667 - Heads Rolling (1/2)

The banquet continued, but the leader of Heaven Track Field, leader of Black Demon Field Qiong Lin, and the four four-winged red angels led a large group of the Heaven Field sect through the Free Trade Yard.

The six were all powerful existences in their own right. When they walked together, the saintly might that spread out made the cultivators from weaker worlds all retreat into the distance.

“I knew that the Heaven Field clique would do something big. Two world leaders and four four-winged red angels will definitely crush those two troublemakers.”

“If you offend the Heaven Field sect, you’ll suffer bad consequences.”

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There was also a faceless monk with the six powerful figures.

The faceless monk wasn’t any weaker than a four-winged red angel. His name was Faceless and he had broken into the forbidden zone with Xiang Chunan and Nie Zhan. He escaped in the end.

Because he’d escaped, Zhang Ruochen hadn’t killed Nie Zhan’s group directly.

Cang Qing was a bit worried. “Those two seem to have a deep relations.h.i.+p with Feng Yan. If Feng Xi gets involved, this will be difficult.”

“What are you worried about?” Feng Jian asked. “Lord Ziyan already ordered that our main goal this time is to figure out the ident.i.ties of those two and get back the dozen Saint Kings. We still have to respect the top ten G.o.dly disciples of the Truth G.o.dly Palace. We won’t attack if we don’t have to. When the two leave the G.o.d-Naming Platform, it’ll be up to us. As for Feng Xi, Lord Ziyan has his own plans. She can’t stop us.”

While speaking, they already reached the booth spot in the yard. The surrounding cultivators all moved aside automatically.

“Greetings, Lord Qiong Lin, Lord Feng Jian.”

The cultivators of the Heaven Field sect all came over and bowed to the two field leaders.

Qiong Lin’s eyes were sharp. “What’s the situation?”

One of the Saint Kings pointed at Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Jaw clenched, he said, “Those two crazy people are too offensive. They keep hawking there. Lords, you must tear them apart and turn them into ashes.”

It was empty within 20 feet of where Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan were hawking. No one dared to get close.

Seeing Nie Zhan kneeling on the ground, the four four-winged red angels all unleashed murderous Qi. They formed thick red clouds above their heads.

“Don’t be impulsive. Did you forget what Lord Ziyan said?”

Feng Jian stopped them. Then he went over with Qiong Lin, appearing before Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

Xiang Chunan’s eyes brightened. Chuckling, he said, “Finally, someone has come to buy, haha. Who do you have your eyes on? This is our trademark—a four-winged red angel. His price is 100 million saint stones. Not bad, right?”

Xiang Chunan pointed at Nie Zhan.

Nie Zhan knelt on the ground and couldn’t move. He was about to throw up in anger. “Brother Feng Jian, Brother Qiong Lin, kill these two b.a.s.t.a.r.ds immediately and I’ll owe my life to you.”

The so-called “owe my life to you” meant that he would even risk his life to make up for this.

Another beautiful four-winged angel kneeling on the ground seemed to see hope when she saw Qiong Lin and Feng Jian. Her pretty face twisted. “K-kill them! I will rip their saint souls out and whip them day and night so they wish they were dead!”

Crack!

Crack!

Xiang Chunan walked over and slapped them both so they finally quieted down. But their eyes grew more murderous.

Seeing how fearless Xiang Chunan was, Qiong Lin clenched his fists. “Aren’t you two being too offensive? The Truth G.o.dly Palace holds the G.o.d-Naming Platform Conference to help give everyone some opportunities. Cultivators of different fields can communicate and learn together as well. But you keep fighting here and clearly don’t respect the Truth G.o.dly Palace.”

Zhang Ruochen, sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes. “Many cultivators saw that they attacked first to steal my gourd treasure and tried to kill me, so they were repressed. Why did it become our fault? I’m following the Truth G.o.dly Palace’s rules by not killing them.”

“Yeah,” Xiang Chunan followed. “We’re following the rules. Why do we keep getting framed?”

Qiong Lin stood in place without speaking. Anyone could tell that anger was brewing inside of him.

Feng Jian sent a message to Qiong Lin. “Why get mad at two dead people? Save the ten Saint Kings first. When the G.o.d-Naming Platform ends, it’ll be time for them to cry.”

Feng Jian took a few steps forward and bowed to Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan. Chuckling, he said, “I am Feng Jian of Heaven Track Field. May I know your names?”

“Your Lord Xiang doesn’t fear giving his name. Xiang Chunan.” He reported his name straightforwardly.

Without his expression changing, Zhang Ruochen said, “Xiang Chubei.”

Feng Jian frowned. These two names were very unfamiliar, so he asked, “Which world are you two Xiang brothers from?”

“Your Lord Xiang doesn’t come from any world,” Xiang Chunan said. “You’re so weird. Why are you asking so many things? Will you buy him or not?”

“Yes.” Feng Jian was very composed. He put away his emotions and continued forward while speaking, “But I didn’t bring so many saint stones. I can exchange saint fruit and medicine, right?”

“Of course,” Xiang Chunan said.

Feng Jian took out a jade casket and held it in his hand.

There was a red fruit in the casket. It was shaped like a strawberry but was countless times larger. It had ten layers of saintly light.

“This is a Ten-heart Red Fruit. It can improve one’s Spiritual Power and strengthen your saint soul. You can sell it for at least 20 million saint stones outside. I want to use it to trade for Saint King Qiulan.”

While speaking, Feng Jian had already reached the edge of the spatial maze. He was less than 30 feet from Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan.

In the distance, Feng Yan was about to warn Zhang Ruochen, but Zhang Ruochen spoke before him. “Brother Feng, stop. Do not continue forward.”