The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Yu Changfeng could see Feng Lingyu's entanglement, sat up straight and smiled slightly.

"Yu'er, don't think too much, do whatever you want, we all support you."

People from other human races also agreed: "Yes, even if we are injured, we will not surrender to the sea race and the soul race."

Most of the human races who can enter Shenlai Island to practice are elites, so they still have a lot of backbone.

When Feng Lingyu heard what everyone said, he immediately felt relieved. In the worst case, he could use the small ball of planting power left by his father.

So he waved his fist and walked towards the middle-aged man from the Soul Race, "I'm going to drink fine wine, what do you want?"

The middle-aged man backed away hastily, but he knew that this human's physical fitness was stronger than that of a body temperer, and their soul race happened to be the worst at melee combat.

A red arrow mark on Feng Lingyu's forehead landed on Feng Lingyu's body, and he said viciously, "Go to hell."

A wave of mental power immediately acted on Feng Lingyu's body, and Yu Changfeng and the others watched it tightly.

Who knew that Feng Lingyu, who was affected by the arrow, turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, obviously it was just a cover-up.

Then Feng Lingyu suddenly walked out of the space, right behind the middle-aged man, a sharp dagger was pressed against the middle-aged man's neck.

"I'll kill you first." Then he cut the middle-aged man's throat without hesitation.

This soul tribe was in the top ten on the reward list. After entering Shenlai Island, he even attacked and killed many soldiers of the human tribe.

Seeing that the leader of the middle-aged man was cut off by this human race like this, the people of the soul clan couldn't help but change their expressions.

"You, you actually killed our leader, you are dead!" A soul clan raised his finger and said to Feng Lingyu.

Feng Lingyu frowned, "I hate people pointing at me and talking."

This is very similar to his mother-in-law Yu Qingqian.

The man was startled and immediately put his hand down. They knew the abnormal strength of this human race.

Seeing this, the young leader of the Sea Clan chuckled, "You are bloody, but you really got into trouble."

"Before the commander-in-chief of the Soul Clan arrives, you quickly hand over your soul fruit, and I will let you leave here." Obviously wanting to take advantage of the fire.

"Commander of the Soul Clan?" Feng Lingyu raised his eyebrows a little puzzled.

At this time, an injured woman on the human side said: "The man you killed just now is the son of a commander of the Soul Race, so he must be on his way."

Yu Changfeng and Yinlong's expressions changed, "Yu'er, don't worry about us leaving here quickly."

Feng Lingyu turned her head to look at Yu Changfeng and the others, and then looked at the tight traps and planting patterns set by the Sea Clan around her. Gritting her teeth, she took out a few bright white fruits and looked at the young man of the Sea Clan. "I can give you the soul fruit, but you have to block these soul races for us."

"No problem, but if the commander of the soul clan comes after him, there is nothing we can do." The young man said straightforwardly.

Just as the two were about to make a deal, suddenly a wave of coercion from the Eternal God Emperor descended, and the voice was filled with endless anger, "Bold boy, if you dare to kill the old man's son, you are looking for death."

Then an old man of the soul clan walked out of the space, and his mental power directly locked on Feng Lingyu.

Seeing this, two of the high-ranking god emperors on the human side disappeared into the tent immediately, apparently rushing to rescue them.

"It came really fast." Feng Lingyu put away the fruit in his hand, there is no need to trade with the Sea Clan now.

The young man of the Hai Clan showed regret, and led the Hai Clan back to watch the play.

"Go to hell!" The god emperor of the soul clan was afraid that something would happen if the time was delayed, so he slapped Feng Lingyu directly.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Lingyu would fall into the opponent's hands, a cold snort sounded, directly annihilating the opponent's condensed palm strength.

"Bold, if you want to hurt my son, you are courting death!"