At this moment, Chen Luo spoke, and then said, "I have enough water of fate. You can't use the golden bloodline I have worked hard to cultivate!"

Chen Luo could no longer feel the existence of the golden bloodline from his palm. In his opinion, it was taken away by Gu Feng.

Snatch the golden blood of others?

What strange method is this?

Everyone was shocked.

"I didn't take your golden blood!"

When Gu Feng heard this, he spoke quietly.

Chen Luo was a little angry: "Feng Luochen, stay at the forefront of life, and we will meet each other in the future. If I lose, I will lose, but you can't steal my golden bloodline. Today everyone sees it. The golden bloodline of my right hand disappeared. Didn't you take it away, or who took it away?"

Everyone also looked at Feng Luochen strangely. Feng Luochen has won so many fateful waters and has done something to forcefully steal other people's bloodlines, which seems a bit irrational!

Gu Feng smiled faintly again: "I really didn't take it. This bloodline is still on you!"

"In me? Nonsense, I'm gone!"

When Chen Luo heard this, he checked his right hand again and found that there was no golden bloodline in it.

"Who said it was in your hands?"

“That’s…”

"Your hips!"

The light words of ancient maple.

Butt? Butt?

Chen Luo wiped his butt, and instantly a golden light flashed on his butt.

Eleven golden lights!

It is those eleven golden bloodlines!

But why did my eleven golden bloodlines run from my right hand to my butt?

Could it be...

For a moment, Chen Luo looked at Gu Feng, his eyes full of horror.

Everyone present looked at Gu Feng and suddenly realized it. The shock in his eyes was indescribable.

The method of bloodline transfer!

Everyone who had realized the method of moving before could only move their own bloodlines. Feng Luochen actually moved the golden bloodline of Chen Luo's palm to his butt.

In this way, his palm has no golden bloodline and is extremely fragile, so he can naturally break it with one finger!

But using the method of blood transfer to others is a perception of the golden bloodline. How profound can one achieve it?

Everyone was shocked.

Looking at Gu Feng was like looking at a monster!

"Brother Feng is very good at making things happen, and Chen is convinced by the loss. These are two pots of destined water!"

Chen Luo was not at all unwilling to give up at this moment, and obediently gave Gu Feng two pots of water to be destined!

Gu Feng accepted it without saying anything.

Gu Feng was originally just using the movement of the golden bloodline on himself, but when Chen Luo approached Gu Feng, Gu Feng suddenly had a whim and found that he was actually moving the other party's golden bloodline. He was a little sure enough, so he tried it, but he didn't expect it to be so relaxed.

Chen Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother Feng, I have already lost, but I have all my skills on my hands. Although the bones of my palms are broken, they can still be cured, but the golden bloodline, look..."

“This is simple!”

In the meantime, Gu Feng kicked Chen Luo's butt, and said quietly: "Blood moves!"

The next moment, the golden light on Chen Luo's butt disappeared, and the golden light flashed again on his right hand.

Everyone was stunned, this was OK!

In this way, as long as Feng Luochen touches his body, Feng Luochen can move the other party's bloodline. How terrifying is this!

Thinking about fighting against him, I'm afraid I can't get close to him.

How to fight this?

"Thank you, Brother Feng, I'll invite Brother Feng to have a drink next day!"

Chen Luo laughed apologetically. He was very mentally ill. He knew that Gu Feng would inevitably respond to different status in the future, so he did not dare to have any hatred in his heart.

"Feng Luochen successfully challenged Shura List, and ranked No. 1,000 on the Shura List!"

The old referee, spoke at this moment.

"Maple falls into dust! Maple falls into dust!"

"Maple falls into dust! Maple falls into dust!"

...

The Shura battlefield was completely boiling.

Starting today, the name of the Nine-Trip Maple Luochen will inevitably spread throughout the outer city.

"Feng Luochen, are you sure you won't continue to challenge?"

The referee's old man looked at Gu Feng again.

Everyone looked at Gu Feng for a moment, because in their opinion, Gu Feng's combat power is definitely still able to improve his strength.

"I'm a little tired today, so let's get here!"

Gu Feng said plainly.

Indeed, Gu Feng can fight again, but Gu Feng is no longer interested. Today, Gu Feng has obtained ten pots of water for rebirth, which is enough to practice for a while.

In fact, if you can get the water of fate without going to this Shura battlefield, Gu Feng is not interested in coming here.

Everyone was a little disappointed, but thinking about it, Feng Luochen's eleven consecutive victories today are already amazing enough.

Also when Gu Feng was about to leave the stage, a laugh came from the pavilion on the east side of the stands:

"Ha ha……"

Then, everyone saw a golden light emanating from the pavilion.

In the sky, the boundless golden light condensed into a golden tiger with wings on its back!

This giant golden tiger is as if it is completely made of gold, and it is extremely majestic and domineering.

Behind this golden tiger is a golden forest phantom, the whole sky, because this gold color gives people strong pressure.

"Two-winged flying tiger, this is the golden spirit transformed by the eight commander!"

"The vision of the Golden Forest is the supernatural power of the Eight Commanders!"

"The Eighth Commander, I actually arrived in person!"

"The villain greets the eighth commander!"

"Meet the Eighth Commander!"

...

For a moment, countless warriors around the stands knelt down towards the pavilion on the east side of the stands, their eyes full of admiration.

The top ten golden commanders are all masters with over ninety veins.

In Golden City, it is the absolute strong man under the city lord, and the object of worship of countless people.

However, Gu Feng stood upright, looking at the golden flying tiger and the phantom of the forest, his eyes changed slightly, and he said to himself: "Is this the magical power that the golden bloodline has cultivated to a profound level!"

"Maple falls into dust!"

At this moment, an old voice came from the golden flying tiger's mouth.

Everyone knows that this is the Eighth Commander’s magical power of using the spirit to speak, and this voice is the Eighth Commander.

"exist!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth.

"I once made a vow to accept only eight adopted sons in this life. Now I have already accepted one, only the last one is missing. You are very talented. Now the Japanese Lord comes to meet you by chance. This is fate. I believe in fate. Now I knelt down and kowtow to recognize me as my adoptive father. I will give you great luck and help you reach the top of the ninety meridians in the future!"

A heroic voice came from the golden flying tiger's mouth.

Accept as an adopted son?

For a moment, everyone present was roaring in their minds.

Everyone knows that the status and cultivation strength of the Eighth Commander are his adopted son. It can be said that he has gone against the will of heaven. No matter how bad the qualification is, he will definitely reach more than sixty meridians in the future. What's more, these Eighth Commander made a promise to help Feng Luochen achieve ninety meridians...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!