Super War God in the City

Feng Xuehai's eyelids twitched violently, "Good! Good! Good!"

He said 'good' three times, "Boy, you are seeking your own death. I have never heard that in the vast Huaxia, someone dare to challenge the Long Family!"

"Is that so? That's because you haven't met me before. Today, you'll know!" Ling Fan stepped forward, his cold laughter echoing.

Qi He struggled to rise from the rubble, shocked nearly to the point of falling again by the words Ling Fan had just spoken.

Facing the Long Family, even he needed to act with great caution, yet this young man seemed to disregard them entirely?

Feng Wende and the others felt despair deep in their hearts, all of them looking desperately toward the only pillar of support, Elder Master Feng.

Feng Shuya's hands were tightly intertwined, her eyes misting with excitement, never before had she seen such audacity from Ling Fan, not even Elder Master Feng's mention of the Long Family had subdued him.

"Old fool, use whatever tricks you have at your disposal, if that's all you've got, you can die now!" Ling Fan's face was expressionless.

Feng Xuehai took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "Alright, call Young Master Long!"

Following his shout, all of the Feng family were deeply shocked, staring at Feng Xuehai in horror. The Elder Master had called Young Master Long?

Feng Shuya's heart tightened, her gaze shocked as she looked at Feng Xuehai.

Ling Fan's eyebrows slightly raised, "Has Tianjun arrived?"

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The next second, the wall at the front of the hall, like a Venetian blind, opened up to reveal a large screen behind it; simultaneously, the screen lit up, and a few seconds later, a figure appeared on the screen.

A young man in a white robe with his hair swept back appeared dignified with a trace of Yin Qi.

"Young Master Long!" Feng Xuehai bowed excitedly.

The man looked up, "Hmm, is the Feng Family facing a life or death crisis?"

"Yes, this humble servant respectfully asks Young Master Long to make a move!" Feng Xuehai bowed again.

Tianjun nodded, turning his head to look at Ling Fan, who was too conspicuous in his blood-stained clothes, as if he had just bathed in blood.

"Is it him?" Tianjun asked indifferently.

"Yes!" Feng Xuehai responded respectfully.

Hope reignited among the Feng family members, none of whom had expected a vast screen was hidden there; Feng Wende secretly glanced at the cane in his father's hand.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He noticed that the Elder Master had apparently twisted the Dragon Ball on the cane, and the screen had appeared; it was indeed the family's last resort in a life and death crisis.

"Young man, no matter what your background is, I can clearly tell you that in Huaxia, no family can defy the Long Family!

Even the Zhongnan Heavenly Vein Noble House would give face to the Long Family, so I don't care what issues you have with the Feng Family, from now on, if you don't want to face the Long Family, consider it settled!" Tianjun instructed indifferently, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

After saying this, without giving Ling Fan another glance, he turned to Feng Xuehai and ordered, "Send Shuya over tomorrow!"

Feng Xuehai respectfully complied, "Yes, Young Master Long, I will send Xiao Ya over tonight!"

Feng Shuya's face turned pale, her limbs went cold, and her face drained of blood as she looked woodenly at the figure towering in the screen, her heart filled with despair.

The authority of the Long Family was too strong, deeply ingrained in the marrow of every member of the Feng Family. In Huaxia, the Long Family was a name that could stop children from crying at night.

Even though Ling Fan had promised earlier and had just displayed overwhelming dominance, the moment Feng Shuya saw Tianjun, she immediately despaired.

If Ling Fan was a lion or an elephant, then the Long Family was a tyrannosaur. Her previous agreement with Ling Fan was just a desperate hope, and now, that hope was dashed!

At this moment, except for Wen Shan, no one cared about her fate; they all knew that the Feng Family was saved the moment Tianjun spoke, and the crisis was already resolved.

In vast Huaxia, no one could shake the Long Family, let alone face their fury, for the Long Family was the foremost among the three great families of the Imperial Capital!

Even Qi He, standing aside, kept silent. Even through the screen, he could sense the overwhelming pressure of the Long Family.

"Long, your pretentious attitude really pisses me off. Did I ever agree with you? Has being flattered so much made you think your farts smell sweet?" Ling Fan said with a cold smile.

"Snap!"

Feng Xiao could not contain his shock any longer. He staggered and fell to the ground, his face filled with horror and disbelief.

The hall instantly fell into dead silence. Everyone's gaze followed Ling Fan as he moved.

Ling Fan walked step by step up to Feng Xuehai, turned around to face Long Tianjun on the screen, and scoffed, "What if I want to wipe out the Feng Family today?"

Faced with Ling Fan's provocation, Long Tianjun's expression did not change at all on the screen. He just quietly watched Ling Fan.

"You have a lot of courage and bravery, which is admirable. I give you one last chance, disappear from my sight!" Long Tianjun spoke only one sentence.

Feng Shuya was the most nervous. She bit her lips until they bled without even noticing. Her future life, whether it would be heaven or hell, hung by a moment, her only hope resting entirely on Ling Fan!

Suddenly, Ling Fan struck like lightning, grabbing Feng Xuehai by the neck and indifferently looking toward Long Tianjun on the screen.

"If I kill him, what can you do?" Ling Fan confronted him through the screen.

Feng Xuehai felt the pressure on his neck and, unusually panicked, cried out, "Long... Young Master Long save me!"

The people of the Feng Family were petrified, their thoughts completely frozen, as cold sweat ran down Qi He's back, daring not to utter a word.

Long Tianjun did not respond to Feng Xuehai's plea for help but continued to look indifferently at Ling Fan, "If you dare lay a hand on him, you will face the wrath of the Long Family!"

The next second, Ling Fan's wrist violently jerked.

"Crack!"

Under the incredulous stares of the crowd, amid Feng Xuehai's horrified gaze as he died without closing his eyes, Ling Fan made his move and broke Feng Xuehai's neck.

The people of the Feng Family all collapsed to the ground, mentally shattered.

Qi He made a gulping noise in his throat and leaned lightly against the wall behind him, or else he could not have remained standing.

From start to finish, the ever-calm Long Tianjun's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly. He did not care about Feng Xuehai's life or death, but Ling Fan's actions had challenged the dignity of the Long Family.

Dragging Feng Xuehai's body, Ling Fan walked step by step towards the Black Coffin in the middle of the hall and casually tossed it inside.

"Old man, I told you this was prepared for you. It was meant for you! Are my words nothing but hot air?" Ling Fan muttered to himself.

Feng Wende's face was ashen. His son had died, the elder had died, and the Feng Family was finished!

Feng Wenshan's hands trembled, and his scalp tingled, rendering him literally speechless!

Feng Shuya's eyes moistened, feeling as if she had regained her lost spirit, and her life finally had meaning!

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Ling Fan walked step by step to Feng Shuya's side, looking at her pale face with misty, glistening eyes, and revealed a faint smile.

The next moment, under the horrified gaze of everyone, he pulled Feng Shuya into his arms and looked indifferently at the screen where Long Tianjun was shown.

"I am really looking forward to the wrath of the Long Family!"

"Also, from now on, Feng Shuya is my woman. Did you hear me clearly?" Ling Fan said, each word pointed, as he stared at Long Tianjun through the screen.