Chapter 793: Death if You Advance or Retreat

"What a pity!"

Tan Yongzhi and Tan Zhou looked at each other, and both could see the eagerness in each other's eyes.

Yes, the evolutionary roadmap of the Destruction Tyrant Dragon is indeed extraordinary, but every beastmaster who can become a legendary powerhouse has an indestructible heart.

Chen Wei's words alone cannot stop them from trying.

How can you know if some things work if you don't try them!

Lu Shengxin has experienced the difficulty of the power of destruction, but she is not in the mood to try again.

She just looked at Chen Wei deeply before leaving, which made the latter feel cold in his heart.

"Don't worry, Lu Tianzun will not ask you to spar before you are promoted to the eighth-level legend."

Patting Chen Wei on the shoulder, Tan Zhou turned and left.

Only President Tan and Chen Wei were left staring at each other.

"If you have nothing to do, you can leave on your own." Tan Yongzhi had to calm the turmoil caused by the strange phenomenon in Zitan City next, and there was no time to chat.

Chen Wei decisively stood up and said goodbye.

It just so happened that he also had to go back and study the annihilation dragon essence in Cai Ling's body.

He didn't know whether the evolutionary resources he prepared could allow Cai Ling to complete eighteen dragon essence temperings in a short period of time and reach perfection.

So Chen Wei returned to the rosewood garden, while strengthening the top dragon crystals, and frantically irrigated the beast resources for Cai Ling and others.

...

A few days later.

Elder Yun Feng came to a secret place. He raised his arm slightly, and the flying Tengyun Liwu suddenly fell down.

Liwu lowered his head and used his beak to trim the hot feathers, while illuminating the gloomy passage ahead.

"Tatt, tatt." Footsteps continued to sound in the silent passage.

Soon, Yun Feng stopped and looked at the gray-black walls around him that had been eroded by a long time.

"Boom!"

A faint fire suddenly lit up, illuminating the dilapidated room.

In the room, apart from a wooden table with uneven legs, there were only books scattered on the ground, looking messy and a rusty alloy bronze mirror.

Seeing this ordinary scene, the old man Yun Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he summoned the Wind-Stepping Cloud Tiger to protect him.

"Yun Feng, you have improved a lot in these years."

A sudden voice broke the silence, and the surface of the bronze mirror also flashed with a strange light.

The next moment, a distorted figure gradually appeared on the mirror.

The face of this figure was blurred, but Yun Feng could clearly see the half-dead Jiaomu Qingjiao behind it.

Yun Feng felt a little relieved.

It seems that the evil heart saint is in a bad condition now, and he dare not even show his true appearance. It is estimated that he was seriously injured by the strong men of the Beast Taming Association and needed to hide his tracks.

Yes, the Beast Taming Association is not easy to mess with.

If it weren't for the fear that the evil heart saint would break the jar, I'm afraid the Holy Soul Sect would have disappeared in history long ago.

Even so, the Holy Lord's recent attack on Tianzhu Island has already violated the bottom line of the Beast Taming Association.

If the Beast Taming Association is really ruthless and is willing to bear the cost of the Demon God's revival, it will take less than a year to completely destroy the evil Holy Lord, including the Holy Soul Sect and other rats in the gutter.

He now needs to get out of the rotten ship of the Holy Soul Sect as soon as possible, so as not to fall into the abyss with it.

"Is the mission completed?" The Holy Lord said.

Old man Yun Feng did not answer, but just looked at the evil shadow in the mirror quietly.

The Holy Lord smiled, slowly raised his right hand and touched the mirror. A pair of scissors with a black body and a strange light flashing on the blade quietly passed through the mirror and appeared in the room.

"I have already contacted Chen Wei. He is not simple. I am not his opponent." Yun Feng glanced at Yun Hu who was embarrassed and lowered his head, and said truthfully.

"Buzz!"

Hearing this, the bronze mirror trembled slightly, as if it was incredible.

Seeing this, Yun Feng showed a bitter smile on his face.

If he hadn't been the person involved, he wouldn't have believed that he would actually lose to a seventh-level physical cultivator, a seventh-level dragon.

"Even you can't beat him, no wonder the earth puppet died in his hands."

The Holy Lord pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "The Azure Dragon of the Sky is about to wake up, and Chen Wei is the only variable!

I sent Binghui and Huomei to help. Are you sure you can surround and kill him? If not, seriously injure him and make him miss the opportunity to enter Tianzhu Island!"

"You think too highly of me." Yun Feng was speechless: "Facing Chen Wei, I don't even have a 10% chance of being sure!"

"If you don't ask for killing, but only for serious injury, a 10% chance of killing should be enough."

"No, you misunderstood, the 10% I mentioned is not about killing, but the chance of escaping in front of Chen Wei." Yun Feng shook his head and refused without hesitation.

Are you kidding? Isn't this asking him to die!

Binghui and Huomei only have the strength comparable to the eighth-level legend, not even as good as his Wind-Stepping Cloud Tiger.

In Yun Feng's opinion, if the three of them went to surround and kill Chen Wei together, he might not have even a 10% chance of surviving and running away!

Saint Lord: "..."

Sensing the resistance and fear in Yun Feng's heart, the Evil Heart Saint Lord was a little overwhelmed.

If he hadn't known that Chen Wei was a seventh-level physical cultivator, he would have almost thought that the current president of the Beast Taming Association was Chen Wei instead of Quan Tianzun.

After all, only a top-notch strongman like Quan Tianzun could scare off the legend with his name.

In the eyes of the Saint Lord, the reason why Old Man Yun Feng refused the mission at this time was nothing more than that he felt that the Holy Soul Sect was about to perish, and he didn't dare to take the risk to deal with Chen Wei, so he chose to be passive and lazy.

He really didn't believe that a seventh-level physical cultivator could defeat a legendary strongman and two strange beasts that could burst out with legendary combat power in one breath.

When the Holy Lord was speechless, the old man Yun Feng picked up the black scissors and cut his left wrist.

Boom!

At the moment when the scissors disintegrated, Yun Feng's eyes burst into excitement.

The Broken Soul Contract Scissors are a magic artifact, which has the power to cut the rules of the contract.

Whether it is a beast control contract, a death contract or a blood bond, just a light cut can cut the contract and get rid of the bondage.

Of course, the Broken Soul Contract Scissors in his hand are not genuine, but the Nine Refined Chuanwu Phantom refined by the Evil Heart Holy Lord imitating the magic artifact.

Although his previous cut did not completely cut off the death contract concluded with the Holy Lord, it has weakened the power of the contract to the extreme.

In this way, even if he violates the contract now, the backlash of the contract power should not kill him, at most it will knock Yuanxing down to the seventh level.

Now he only needs to complete one more task of the Holy Lord, and Yun Feng can completely part ways with the Holy Soul Sect.

"You have no choice. Either you kill Chen Wei or the contract backfires. You choose one!"

After saying that, without waiting for Yun Feng to reply, the figure on the bronze mirror disappeared.

Who would be willing to die if they could enjoy a thousand years of life? The Evil Heart Saint Lord believed that Yun Feng would make a wise choice.

After all, old man Yun Feng is already more than 700 years old this year. If he suffers from the backlash of the contract and causes his realm to fall, and his life span is greatly reduced, then he will not have a few years to live.

Hearing this, Yun Feng was stunned in place, staring at the bronze mirror whose spiritual light dissipated.

Okay, okay, Evil Heart Saint Lord, right!

Dare to provoke me, old man Yun Feng, you have provoked the most easy-to-provoke legendary strongman!

Yun Feng's legs softened and he collapsed to the ground.

Damn it, it looks like I'm dead this time! (End of this chapter)