Chapter 612 (2/2)

Don't talk about dragons, even ten hundred are not my opponent He Feng!

Even if the trisomy comes, he Feng is confident and can make a few moves.

More than half an hour later, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, blocking the bleak moonlight. There was no light coming from the sky. The ground was dark, and there was a sleepless city in the distance, even late at night.

But the flashing neon lights, gathered together, still formed a large bright nebula.

He Feng closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes. He looked to the East. The corners of his mouth opened and the cannon fodder came!

”Old man, people are coming. Go and pick them up!” He Feng said to the misty son on one side.

”I'll go now!” misty son nodded and sat on Wangcai's back for cultivation. He quickly got up, jumped up and swept away to the East.

Not long after, a crowd of people rushed here.

The clothes are uniform. They are all a simplified version of white Taoist robes, including young and old. There are more than 20 people. Their strength is also good, at least not slag!

He Feng nodded slightly, then said to several people, ”don't be silly, come up!”

Among the more than 20 practitioners suspended in the air, several who had not met with He Feng and piaomizi immediately looked at each other, somewhat surprised.

How dare such a young man call us stupid?

They looked at the elder on one side, but they saw the elder of the dragon group smile and say nothing, as if they didn't hear anything. They jumped slightly from the air, didn't even bend their knees, and fell steadily on Wangcai's back.

Then he stood at the left rear behind he Feng and nodded slightly, indicating that he had said hello.

His appearance stunned the young people of the dragon group. What's the matter with his boss? Is your temper so good?

They couldn't help looking at He Feng carefully, but they found that he Feng was just a little young man, his real Qi was drifting, and he didn't look strong. He seemed to be an ordinary cultivator, which couldn't compare with any of them.

Because even the true Qi is scattered, just like a sieve. It leaks hard to the outside. You can know at a glance that it is a newcomer who has just cultivated his strength.

At this point, they have made an empirical mistake!

Is He Feng really weak? The real Qi is scattered. I can't see my strength. I think others are very weak and stupid.

Just like the real rich, they don't show off at ordinary times, and they are generous and easy-going, and they don't care about small money. He Feng is like this. He himself has strong strength, but ordinary people can't detect it. They just think he is very weak.

He deliberately covered up his strength. As for the real Qi, it kept leaking out like a sieve. It was clear that he Feng didn't take it in his eyes.

Don't pay attention to this scattered true Qi.

However, his appearance, in the eyes of those practitioners who did not know him, obviously despised him.

When the more than 20 practitioners jumped onto Wangcai's back again and again, although Wangcai's back was wide, it was inevitable that it would be a little crowded.

But somehow, even these practitioners in the back have been almost crowded into a twist, like a crowded bus at work, but there is a large open space around He Feng.

No one is ahead!

Even the great elder.