"Hahaha..." There were two people who Lu Zifeng felt most owed in his life, one was his father Lu Zhenshan and the other was his own son. Now Lu Feng can finally speak, and he felt a stone in his heart landing, extremely relaxed.

"Brother, stay tonight and don't go home until you get drunk!"

"Okay, okay, sure, I won't get drunk, haha..." Lu Zishan agreed happily. The third brother was so happy for the first time in 16 years. How could he be disappointed? Let's go to his family affairs!

"That, dad, uncle..." Lu Feng seemed to stop talking, he really didn't want to cause trouble for his father at this time.

"What's wrong? Feng'er, tell my uncle if you have anything to do. He can talk and hesitate!" Lu Zishan saw that Lu Feng had something to do, so he asked.

"When I came back just now, I beat Lu Chuan and Lu Cheng!" Lu Feng knew that sooner or later he would say it, it would be better to be a little more painful.

"If you fight, you will fight. Isn't it just two children from the sidelines? What's so great about it? Uncle will decide for you!" Lu Zishan patted his chest generously. For him, it's really no big deal for two sidelines. Even if you kill them, it's just a matter of one sentence.

"Well, it's okay, Feng'er, with your uncle here, they dare not cause trouble!" Yin Rouer also comforted.

Neither of them noticed, but Lu Zifeng did not listen to them at this time, but a light flashed in his eyes, his eyes fell on the corpse of the one-horned tiger king on Lu Feng's shoulder, and said, "Feng'er, have you broken through the realm of Juyuan?"

When Lu Zishan and Yin Rouer heard this, they also noticed the corpse of the Tiger King being carried by Lu Feng. A trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, looking forward to Lu Feng's answer.

"There is no breakthrough, but my current strength is not weaker than the second level of Juyuan, and I can already break through the Juyuan realm and will not encounter bottlenecks again!" Lu Feng said honestly.

According to the normal state, he should now be at the first level of body tempering, but he has a deep foundation and started practicing the Wuyang Secret Texture of Body Tempering from the previous ninth level of body tempering, so his strength is not weak at all compared to the realm of source gathering.

"Okay, okay, it's really God bless my son!" Lu Zifeng laughed happily when he heard Lu Feng's answer. Lu Feng's cultivation level was always his heart disease. Unexpectedly, the two things were solved together.

"Feng'er, go and buy some wine in the town. I want your father and I to stay away from getting drunk!" Lu Zishan gave Lu Feng a handful of gold coins and said happily.

"Uncle, no need, I'll sell it first, and I'll have money to buy wine!" Lu Feng pushed the gold coins back to Lu Zishan's hand, pointing to the tiger king's corpse on his shoulder and said, "In recent years, my uncle always finds various excuses to stuff money to Lu Feng's family, but he is afraid that they don't want it. This time he has money and can't ask for anything.

"Haha, okay, with this tiger king's corpse, there is really no shortage of money!" Lu Zishan took back the gold coins and said that the tiger king's corpse could be sold at least a few thousand gold coins, which was enough for Lu Zifeng's family to spend for a year.

After cutting off the tiger king's skin and horns, Lu Feng moved the tiger king's flesh into the kitchen, cut it into pieces, and then took the tiger skin and horns out, preparing to sell it in Tianfeng Town.

Unexpectedly, I just walked to the martial arts venue and troubles came.

I saw Lu Wei and a group of followers guarding the martial arts field from afar, waiting for him to come over.

"stop!"

When Lu Feng passed by the martial arts field, a slightly sharp voice came. When he turned around, Lu Wei and his followers were walking towards him, and it was Lu Wei who was talking.

"Is there something wrong?" Lu Feng frowned, stopped, glanced at him and asked.

"Oh, I really know how to talk!" Lu Wei raised his eyebrows and said jokingly.

"I heard that you hit Lu Cheng and Lu Chuan today, right?" Lu Wei looked at Lu Feng with a condescending attitude, and his arrogant look made people want to punch him.

"Ask aware of it, are you interested? Say it, what do you want?" Lu Feng glanced at the people who were about to move and asked.

"You trash, how do you talk to Westbrook?" A follower next to him shouted, pointing at Lu Feng, wanting to show off in front of Lu Wei.

"You'd better take away your dog's paws!" A rage flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, his eyes stared at the person, and he shouted faintly.

"You are looking for death!" Seeing that Lu Feng dared to talk back, the man raised his right hand and was about to hit him.

"Stop!" At this time, Lu Wei shouted at this person.

Hearing Lu Wei's voice, he slowly lowered his palms and looked at Lu Feng with resentment.

"I heard that you took a corpse of a one-horned tiger king today. As long as you give me the body, then that's all, what about this?" Lu Wei said arrogantly with a smile on his lips.

"Haha!" Lu Feng looked at Lu Wei with contempt and said, "After all, don't you just want the corpse of the Tiger King?"

After being directly pointed out, Lu Wei's smile disappeared, his eyes flashed with anger, and then he calmed down again, and his tone seemed a little cold: "How is it? Do you agree or not?"

"Don't think about it. If you want a tiger corpse, just grab it. Anyway, you are used to it!" Lu Feng said sarcastically. He was no longer surprised by the faces of these people.

"Lu Feng, don't toast or eat and punish the wine!" When Lu Feng refused, Lu Wei felt that his face was lost, so he shouted angrily, and the momentum of Juyuan's second-level aura was released, bringing a strong wind to blow on Lu Feng's face.

His eyes were slightly condensed, and Lu Feng stared at Lu Wei's eyes and said word by word: "Look at your angry look, the more you look, the more you look like a mad dog!"

"Ah, you're looking for death!"

When did Lu Wei be scolded like this? What's more, in his eyes, Lu Feng was just a waste. He instantly exhaled his palm and slapped Lu Feng's face.

Although Lu Wei is a playboy, he has a good man. For more than ten years, he has piled him up to the second level of Juyuan by just using his treasures.

With one punch, Lu Feng and Lu Wei collided and attacked, and they were evenly matched and both retreated.

"It turned out to be a breakthrough. No wonder you are so arrogant. But you shouldn't insult me!"

Lu Wei shouted loudly, the invisible momentum in his hands gathered together, the power on his body suddenly doubled, and a vague sense of sharpness came.

"The Wind Breaking Cone is the Wind Breaking Cone. Westbrook is going to use martial arts!" A follower said in surprise. This was the first time he had seen martial arts.

"Breaking Wind Cone, that's an ordinary high-level martial art. I haven't seen it before!" said another person.

"Don't say you haven't seen anyone here, you've never seen it, just look at it!" The man in front said excitedly, as if he had seen Lu Wei win.

"Are you a martial art?" Lu Feng murmured. At this moment, the momentum on Lu Wei made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he looked a little unbearable, and he had to interrupt him.

Lu Feng stomped his feet and quickly ejected out, heading straight to Lu Wei's face.
Chapter completed!