After Chen Feng heard the conversation around him getting louder and louder, he felt a sense of impatientness in his heart. He looked at those who said he wanted to withdraw from the Holy City with Feng Lin, and said, "After today, anyone who wants to withdraw from the Holy City can come to me to apply."

"I will agree no matter who wants to withdraw from the Holy City, but if the person who withdraws from the Holy City this time wants to rejoin the Holy City in the future, then this is absolutely impossible."

Those monks who say everything they say, they find it ridiculous after hearing Chen Feng's words.

In their opinion, the holy city led by a monk at the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm will sooner or later be submerged in the long river of history.

What's more, after Feng Lin withdrew from the Holy City, they knew that a large number of people would be gone in the Holy City, and then the Holy City would soon decline.

Therefore, these monks in the holy city sneered at Chen Feng's words.

When Chen Feng heard that they were still talking, the momentum of the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm on his body soared to the extreme, and shouted: "Shut up!"

When the roar came out.

He integrated the effect of the first-grade magical power, the Red Tiger Roar, into his voice.

Although he restrained it a little.

But among the monks who were talking about the Holy City, the strongest one was only the third level of the Divine Yuan Realm. When the sound of Chen Feng came into their ears, they suddenly felt a dizzy feeling, and even the ears were extremely painful, and there was a tendency to burst in their heads.

If Chen Feng really roared the Red Tiger, then all the people who spoke were talking would probably have bleeding in their ears and eventually fell into a coma. He was now showing mercy.

At present, the surroundings are finally quieter.

Seeing this, Liang Quansheng shouted coldly: "Boy, your combat power is indeed good, but you are not qualified to sit in the position of the city lord."

"Are you giving us a warning now?"

Chen Feng ignored Liang Quansheng directly. He looked at Feng Lin and said, "Can you need some shame in being a human being?"

"Since you promised Brother Zhao to stay in the Holy City for five years, then logically speaking, no matter what happens, you must keep your promise."

"Instead of finding excuses to repent of your original promise. No matter how much you say, you are a shameless person who does not keep your promise."

"You are still called the myth of the Northern Territory?"

"Are you worthy of this title?"

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "But I also know that the forced melon is not sweet. If you want to leave the Holy City, then I promise that no one here will keep you."

"You can leave now."

"If you leave, don't step into the holy city again from now on."

Feng Lin originally thought that Chen Feng would speak and try to keep him, but he never expected Chen Feng to give him a verbal lesson, which made him feel unhappy.

Since he became famous in the Second Heaven, no matter where he went, others have been polite and respectful to him.

Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he smiled heartily, and his inner dissatisfaction disappeared. He said, "You have taught you a lesson."

"Since I promised Zhao Chengsheng to stay in the Holy City for five years, no matter what the reason and excuse, I quit the Holy City early, which is because I did not keep my promise."

"You said I am a shameless person, which is a very appropriate description."

"In these five years, no matter what the Holy City becomes, I will stay here and not leave."

"As for whether others want to stay or not, it depends on your own ability."

After saying that, Feng Lin stopped speaking.

However, this is the first time he has said so much in one breath since he joined the Holy City.

After hearing these words, Chen Feng changed his mind a lot about Feng Lin. It seemed that this guy was still someone who could get along with and make friends with him.

He focused his attention on the ninth elder Liang Quansheng and said, "Didn't you always want to take action against him?"

"Don't you think I'm not qualified to be the lord of the Holy City?"

"I can give you a chance."

"As long as you can defeat me, I will take the initiative to retreat from the seat of the city lord, and I can apologize to you and your nephew."

"How is it? Should I teach me a lesson?"

"There's another thing you can rest assured that once we start to do something, I promise no one will intervene."

Except for Zhao Dongxu, Xiaowu and Xiaojiu are full of confidence in Chen Feng, the rest of the people don’t know what Chen Feng’s combat power is now?

When the great elder Feng Lin saw Chen Feng take the initiative to say this to Liang Quansheng, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and said, "It's interesting."

"You are really interesting."

"However, you must have matching strength, are you sure you can fight the Ninth Elder?"

"Maybe you don't know that the battle for the position of the nine elders was very fierce, even the nine elders had terrifying combat power."

Zhao Chengsheng and others also wanted to say a few words.

But Chen Feng was the first to speak to Zhao Chengsheng and the others, and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I have my own sense."

Liang Quansheng naturally wanted to seize this opportunity. He stepped out, and the momentum of the seventh level of the Divine Yuan Realm was churning. He shouted in a low voice: "Boy, I will let myself see clearly, and I will let you know that you are not qualified to be the city lord at all."

Between talking.

Liang Quansheng no longer wasted his time. His figure quickly flew out, and a violent hurricane swept through the air.

Liang Zhicheng, who was covered in blood, saw his uncle attacking Chen Feng, his face was covered with a hideous smile.

As long as his uncle can defeat Chen Feng, Chen Feng will not be qualified to become the city lord.

And he had 100% confidence in his uncle.

Zhao Jihai and Zhao Siling, not far away, didn't understand why Chen Feng took the initiative to provoke the matter. Originally, in their opinion, after Feng Lin was willing to stay, Chen Feng could stop when he saw the situation.

This grandson and grandson think that Chen Feng's chances of defeating Liang Quansheng are really low.

They simply felt that Chen Feng's cultivation was much different from Liang Quansheng.

When this thought flashed through their minds.

Liang Quansheng has reached the extreme approaching Chen Feng.

However.

Chen Feng's figure suddenly moved, and golden flames rushed out of him. The moment a pair of holy wings stretched out behind him, he disappeared from the spot.

However, Liang Quansheng did have some ability. He was not stunned, but turned his body with a serious expression.

At this time, Chen Feng was the ultimate urging Jinyan Holy Body and punched him violently.

The terrifying fist light was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Liang Quansheng could only passively slapped his right palm to resist. He concentrated all his defense on his palm.

A "bang" sounded.

The fists and palms collide with each other, and terrifying aftermath is spreading.

Soon, the slight sound of "crack!crack" echoed in the air.

Liang Quansheng slapped out the arm on his palm, all the sleeves on it were shattered, and he was blown away directly.

The skin on the arm was constantly bursting, and blood and flesh splattered into the air from the bursting wound.

In the end, Liang Quansheng fell to the ground in a mess, with almost no flesh and blood on his arm, and his bones were in an extreme break.

Chen Feng looked at Liang Quansheng who was gritting his teeth tightly and asked casually: "Am I qualified to take the position of the lord of the Holy City?"
Chapter completed!