HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

It was a rare situation that could surprise Kunpeng, but at this time, he was indeed surprised in his heart.

He Ling's strength was in his eyes, not even a fart, much worse than Huang Rong. Coupled with their illusioned image, it is hard for him to see the flaws himself, and He Ling can actually find them themselves, no wonder he would be surprised.

Of course, his surprise was only a flash in his heart, and he wouldn't show half of it. His complexion was still calm, as if he had never experienced any mood swings.

Dingxiang said in confusion at this time: "Strange, how do I feel that he greeted me just now, does he know me? But in my impression, I have never met him."

Huang Rong couldn't help but looked at her: "You said, he nodded his head just now, was he going to you?"

"Yes, Miss Sister."

"Then I understand." Huang Rong immediately gave a relieved expression, "His movements and eyes just now show that he has practiced a king technique."

As if he knew that Kunpeng didn't understand, he said to Kunpeng: "Brother, Jian Ling once mentioned a special exercise technique, the King's Landing Technique. However, the practitioners of this exercise technique are generally talented people or princes. It may be contacted, of course, some of the princely family’s scheduled successors can also practice. After practicing, once they use the king's technique and look at a group of people, they will make everyone feel that he is looking at themselves. The only way to do this is this kind of exercise. The function is to let the high-ranking people immediately get a sense of closeness to the people on the spot. Other than that, it is useless."

When she said this, Kun Peng was also relieved.

No wonder he also felt He Ling looking at him just now, but in fact he was only looking at a group of viewers here.

"Could it be that He Ling was once the prince of a certain royal family?" Huang Rong muttered to herself again, "Is He Mei?"

Both Kunpeng and she thought of a possibility at the same time. He Ling didn't come to seek revenge against them now, perhaps because of his lack of strength, he had to take the courage.

Lilac nodded: "It was true that there were rumors that the He Ling family was a king of the gods. After being slaughtered by the gods, their souls were converted into spirit bodies, and they still remembered the enmity of being annihilated, and they clashed with the spirit bodies many times. The establishment of He Meizong seems to have often launched sneak attacks and assassinations against spirit bodies."

So it turns out that they sent their disciples to the lower realm to find the sect where the spirit body was. In fact, it was the Sect Master's intention that they wanted them to kill the spirit body.

Only then did Kunpeng understand why He Meizong did that in the first place. But unfortunately, when he asked He Mei, she didn't say anything, otherwise he would not destroy him and would support her.

They have come to the arena where He Ling is. In the arena, a sturdy Heavenly Demon with a sturdy back and waist, also of Tier 9 strength, is fighting He Ling for life and death.

The arena is surrounded by a transparent barrier to prevent the spirit power from fluctuating to innocent spectators when the two sides of the duel fight desperately.

Dingxiang said: "This is a life-and-death duel. It is cruel. It must end with the complete death of one party."

After watching for a while, the doubts on her face became more and more serious, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself: "That sturdy demon, isn't that the demon who was killed by He Ling before? It's strange, how did he come back to life and appear in a duel? Field, duel with He Ling?"