"Who is he yours?"

Lin Haoran's face was calm, not surprised that Li Feiyu met Zheng Xinghai.

He had already guessed this since Li Feiyu came out.

After all, Li Feiyu came out too coincidental. He didn’t come early or late. It just so happened that Zheng Xinghai came out when he was about to take action.

Li Feiyu knew more than everyone about Lin Haoran's terribleness. He knew that if Lin Haoran didn't want to let Zheng Xinghai go, no one would stop him.

He understood that now was the time to decide on Zheng Xinghai's life and death.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's my son."

"son?"

Lin Haoran was surprised now: "One surname is Li and the other surname is Zheng?"

"What, do you have any objections?"

Before Li Feiyu could speak, Zheng Xinghai took the lead in speaking.

He looked at Lin Haoran with disdain and confusion, and then asked Li Feiyu: "Dad, why did you salute this kid? He is just a liar."

In Zheng Xinghai's heart, his father has always been a mysterious and powerful person. How could he salute such a person who likes to speak big things?

Still called senior? What senior?

Because Li Feiyu had never told him, Zheng Xinghai didn't know that there was a group of people in the world called monks.

"Dad, this kid is just a nail household who wants to extort more demolition money. Have you made him wrong with others?"

"Stop talking!" Li Feiyu almost couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He gave up his old face here and begged Lin Haoran to let his son go, but Zheng Xinghai still felt that he was not dying fast enough, and shouted at him one by one.

Can he call such a powerful monk? Or is it called a boy?

Li Feiyu was both shocked and angry.

He apologized to Lin Haoran in panic: "Senior, I will definitely discipline my useless son when I go back. Please spare his life."

And his humble appearance obviously made Zheng Xinghai feel very dissatisfied, "Dad, I said this is a cheat..."

"Bang."

Li Feiyu slapped him in the face, only slapped him into the eyes.

"Dad...you, hit me?" Zheng Xinghai was obviously confused, and his heart was full of grievances.

My father, who had never even told him harshly, actually beat him just because of this kid?

"Beat you? Not only do I want to beat you, I also want to kill you, a dissatisfied thing!" Li Feiyu stared at him with red eyes.

He knew very well that the terrible cultivator of the God Refining Stage understood that Zheng Xinghai was dancing on the tip of the knife now, and Lin Haoran might kill him because of his words at any time.

But Zheng Xinghai himself didn't know it.

Li Feiyu really regrets that he can't make him strong.

"I will tell you again at the end. If you dare to have any disrespect to Senior Lin again, I will definitely break your legs on the spot. I will do what I say!"

Li Feiyu became fierce, and breaking his legs is better than losing his life.

But Zheng Xinghai obviously couldn't understand his good intentions.

When Zheng Xinghai thought of his father's nail-biting household who cheated the demolition money for such an article, he even said something about breaking his legs. He felt anger in his heart and rushed towards his forehead.

"This kid is still a senior? Is he worthy?"

His eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Lin Haoran: "Boy, although I don't know how you met my father, I advise you to be more aware of your relationship and get out of here, otherwise I will be rude to you."

"Oh? How are you going to be polite to me?"

Lin Haoran still looked plain and did not take Zheng Xinghai's words seriously at all.

Zheng Xinghai saw his indifferent attitude and his anger became even stronger.

"Hmph, boy, I'll tell you that I'm the mayor here. In Jinjiang, I'll deal with you as much as I want. If you don't know the truth, I'll find someone..."

"ah!"

As a result, his words were interrupted by screams again.

"My legs, my legs hurt so much!" Zheng Xinghai screamed and fell to the ground, covering his legs and wailing desperately.

Li Feiyu really did what he said and directly broke Zheng Xinghai's leg.

Zheng Xinghai's calves and legs were bent in a strange position, obviously so broken that it could not be broken any more.

But this is not over yet.

Li Feiyu took out a yellow talisman from his arms.

He looked at Zheng Xinghai with a faint look, "Aren't you curious about my identity? I'll tell you now."

With a wave of his finger, the yellow talisman burned out of thin air and turned into a huge yellow lightsaber.

Hey, Fubao?

Lin Haoran exclaimed lightly.

Talismans are used to seal part of the magic weapon in the talisman, so that they can use magic weapons without being restricted by the realm and spiritual energy.

Otherwise, the magic weapon will not be used at least until the Golden Pill stage.

Therefore, although the talisman treasure has a limit on the number of times it uses and its power is lower than the original magic weapon, among low-level monks, there is still a price but no market.

Li Feiyu, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, actually had a talisman treasure, which surprised Lin Haoran a little.

Of course, it was just a surprise.

He could feel that in a short time, he would be able to be promoted to the Golden Pill, and that all authentic magic weapons would be used, and he would not look down on any talisman treasures at all.

But he looked down on him, but Zheng Xinghai was obviously stunned.

"This...what is this?" Zheng Xinghai opened his mouth wide and stared at the yellow lightsaber floating in the air in amazement.

This scene really challenges his ability to accept. He has never seen such a magical scene when he has received modern science education.

"What is this?" Li Feiyu's eyes were still faint, "Today I will let you know that there are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven. You will always ignore anyone."

"Go!" He waved his hand, and the yellow lightsword in the air slashed towards Zheng Xinghai with a terrifying aura.

Before the sword arrived, the momentum arrived first. Zheng Xinghai was pressed to the ground, his face was as big as earth, and there was only the yellow light sword in front of him in his eyes.

If he had doubted that this was a trick, then he would be sure now.

This yellow lightsaber actually exists!

In just a blink of an eye, the yellow lightsaber had already reached Zheng Xinghai's head and then slashed down without mercy.

"No! I don't want to die!"

Zheng Xinghai closed his eyes in fear, waved his hands and feet randomly, and shouted in fear.

"Bang."

Of course, Li Feiyu didn't want to kill him. The moment the yellow lightsaber touched his forehead, he almost tilted to the side, rubbed his hair, and smashed it hard to the ground.

A bottomless pit was actually smashed into the concrete pavement on the ground.

Zheng Xinghai's face turned pale.

"Do you know what I do now?"

Li Feiyu's eyes were faint, "Actually, I am a cultivator."
Chapter completed!