Pangeran Tian Feng Novels & Stories

Zhou Tian smiled faintly and said to Long Kun, "It's not necessary. This guy is just a small character." "Yes." Long Kun nodded. He naturallyobeyed Zhou Tian's words. In fact, it was true that Zhou Tian was good at judging people from time to time. Feng Tiangang was really a small character. He was ordinary, but his fighting skills were better. In fact, he was just a punk. As long as Zhou Tian wanted to touch Feng Tiangang, he could make Feng Tiangang lie down in less than five seconds. "Stop muttering! Come with me!"

In a trance, he seemed to carry an unparalleled tiger roar! He was handsome and handsome, but his face looked a little fierce. Obviously, this guy was not a kind and soft-hearted person. Zephyr Khan naturally knew about this person in front of him through Li Zhixing's memory. He was Chen Fengxing, who had extraordinary strength in the academy. His combat strength was among the best among everyone. This was the Second Senior Brother whom Wan Tian had mentioned earlier!

I guess there is no point in me continuing to keep lying. “Alright, fine. I was there, ok. What are you gonna do now? Eat me? Bite me?” He scoffed, standing up straight, and looking down at me. “You do know we don’t pierce our fangs into every living thing with blood.” I chuckled angrily. “Well, evidently my best friend was an exception. He was admitted to the hospital because of you.” He rolled his eyes. “I didn’t do anything! I haven’t even been to that club for a couple of weeks. I just own the place.”

Another voice appeared again and it came from Feng Peng with a black spear in his hand. "Feng Peng!" Once again the Long ancestor's face became ugly. Feng Peng, a strongman in another celestial sect appeared here. And Feng Peng was as dangerous as Qin Fuyun, because the black spear in his hand was a famous dragon slaying spear in the central continent. "Finish it now or we fight here." Feng Peng's words have clearly threatened Long's ancestor openly, if he does not retreat Feng Peng will definitely kill him here. And Feng Peng is really not afraid to start a war between the two great powers of the central continent.

said a sickly-pale man in white robes. At his side, a man wearing a sardonic grin chortled, "Wan Xuan of the Sifang Sword Sect." A bald monk with a vicious scar on his shiny, round head, lumbering at more than two meters tall, wearing a necklace of Buddhist beads each as large as a man's fist, rubbed his head and grinned vilely. "Zhang Jin'gang of the Prelature of Buddhas." And the final man, a stocky but lanky person whose looks resembled more an ape than a man, screeched with his sharp white teeth showing, "Chui Tianyou from the Glen of Venomous Butterflies."

The handsome swordsman Zhang Wenzhao walked a little step forward, so he regretted and said, "Senior Brother Fang, why? For a traitor who betrayed the Sect, is it worthwhile to sacrifice your own good future?" "Of course it is worthwhile because he is my friend." The masked man took off the black scarf, revealing a handsome white face, a fascinating look, dashing eyebrows and star-like eyes. He was Fang Tianyi, the well-known sword master in the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts. "You're willing to abandon yourself to vice!" Tian Heng mocked disdainfully.

He answered, "Thank you, Master." Liu Fenghuang said with a titter, "Junior Brother Han, you are so awesome just now! You scared His Highness's beast mount so much that it dared not get up." Liu Yunzheng put on a cross face. "Fenghuang, don't talk nonsense!" Liu Fenghuang stuck out her tongue and spoke softly at Xiao Chen's ear. "Although I don't like His Highness for his bit of haughtiness, he isn't weak in cultivation. He is ranked 26th on the Heaven List."

Zhou Fu's dream still continued. From that dreamland too, Zhou Fu saw three figures that he referred to as his elder brothers. They were Fang Bai, the ruler of the Western Continent with the trademark White Tiger tattoo on his back. Then, Zhu Qiu the ruler of the Southern Continent who had the image of a Phoenix bird on his back. Then, his first elder brother was Xuan Wu, the ruler of the Northern Continent with a black Tortoise tattoo on his back. Meanwhile, Zhou Fu himself saw himself as the youngest brother who was nicknamed the Lord of the East Continent, the owner of a dragon tattoo and the husband of Princess Diao Chang.

laughter echoed around the place. An extremely conceited old man stood before Philip stroking his white goatee, Philip bowed his head and cupped his fists “Grand Master Ten Ten" “Philip, you are a wise man, you waited for me to act, you don't have to be afraid, I will get rid of her” Fenghuang narrowed her eyes at the old man, both of them were in the same realm, but Fenghuaug's rank was higher.

The field medic quickly treats the wound of Zhu Yinbing and Xiao Lan while Tian Feng strolling to the place where Zhu Wushang is sitting on the ground with one of the field medic still treating his back injury. “Hi, teacher surprise?” Tian Feng asks smugly. “No, Your surname is Tian, right? and my father is working for your father as his general so why should I be surprised.” He answers blandly. “Hmph! You're no fun” Tian Feng snorted, then looking at the corpse of the Spirits King expert that Zhu Wushang killed. “Hey! Teacher, can you give that poison recipe to me? I want some merit in my name to get the crown prince title.” He asks Zhu Wushang directly.