Chapter 549

"Lord Wu, why? Why did you suddenly leave here?"

Rong Zhihao asked angrily. The breath and tone were clearly with an irrecoverable blame and question. If the other party was another martial arts cultivation, Rong Zhihao would have slapped him, but the other party was the king of Wu and the patron saint of Rong heaven. No matter how stupid Rong Zhihao was, he knew that if he annoyed the other party, even if he was killed by him, Neither his father nor the emperor of Rongtian will have any objection.

"Are you questioning me?"

The old man's face did not change. Then he put Rong Zhihao down and said.

But there was a terrible pressure in that indifferent tone.

Rong Zhihao's face suddenly changed. His chest seemed to be severely beaten by a heavy hammer, and a mixed air rushed into his chest. However, when he still wanted to continue to breathe desperately, he found that the surrounding space seemed to be restricted by an invisible force. No matter how he breathed, he could not absorb a trace of air.

His face had turned red at this time, and his palm was firmly pressed on his neck. The painful expression and struggling look on his face surprised the red haired prince on one side, and his face began to become frightened.

This is the strength of Wuwang level!

You can take people's lives at will. Even if you are the prince's son and grandson, or even if you are the emperor, as long as you are provoked, you will be killed, and no one will complain for you.

"Lord Wu, I don't think Prince Hao meant that. He just didn't express himself too badly. I think he knows he's wrong now. Lord Wu, please forgive him this time."

As soon as the old man's face eased, he sneered and said:

"This time it's just a lesson. Now we're going to enter the Black Jade Empire. We're only going to have three people. Your father asked us to take you with us in order to let you have more experience and experience. If you dare to be so presumptuous again, I can't say that even if I don't punish your offence, I'll let you roll back to the glorious kingdom of heaven!"

"Cough, cough..."

As the old man's breath dissipated slightly, Rong Zhihao's mouth began to gasp in the next moment, but he quickly knelt on the ground and made a respectful gesture to the old man:

"Thank you, Lord Wu, for your mercy."

Rong Zhihao knew very well that if he was sent back to the kingdom of glory, his father's trust and views on himself would be greatly weakened, especially that he was not the only son. There was also RongZi's son-in-law, the humble second prince. Although his status was very humble, everything was possible before he got the throne.

Thinking of these, even Rong Zhihao scolded the old guy in front of him in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face. Just now, he almost had to smell the smell of death. He absolutely didn't want to taste it again.

"Brother Zhou's temper is still so hot. The reputation of killing King Wu is exactly the same as that in those years."

The middle-aged King Wu who followed the red haired Prince smiled and said.

"The demeanor of the two martial kings of the wind and cloud is still the same. It's frightening to hear the king of the wind and the king of the cloud."

"Brother Feng, you should feel it."

The old man asked the middle-aged man.

It seems that the old man is not as old as the middle-aged man, and it can be vaguely felt that the old man named the king of cloud is led by the middle-aged king of wind.

"I think the first thing I felt just now should be killing King Wu."

The king of the wind smiled calmly.

"It's a terrible threat. The overwhelming attacks seem to suppress me underground. In the face of this terrible atmosphere, I hesitate for a long time to react. If the other party wants to kill me, it doesn't need to spend much energy."

Thinking of the scene just now, even now, the king's face still couldn't help showing a deep shock.

"I haven't heard of a strong man of Wujun level in the hundred Warring States period, but if the other party wasn't a strong man of Wujun level, the momentum of the other party couldn't be so amazing."

"Maybe it's not the people of the hundred Warring States period. The owner of the Zhongbao Pavilion is very mysterious. With this kind of rich and invincible Zhongbao Pavilion, there may be hidden Wujun level strongmen."

While talking, the king of the wind sneered at the red haired Prince and the Rong Zhihao:

"In these days, the kings of martial arts of our countries will have an exchange. You two stay in your own post station. If you dare to be presumptuous again, I don't mind abolishing you, and the treasure pavilions are not allowed to go again!"

"Yes!"

The red haired Prince and Rong Zhihao quickly saluted and said.

At the moment of their communication, ye Fantian was also satisfied to get the concentrated moon invitation grass.

"I'm really sorry, master. I didn't expect such a guy to appear, which disturbed the master..."

Ye Fantian waved his hand and said:

"Well, didn't I get what I wanted smoothly?"

Xuexin was in a trance with a look of surprise and thinking. She stared at Ye Fantian occasionally, as if she was guessing something, but at that time, an unbelievable look appeared again on her pretty face

Although it is said that this concentrated moon invitation herb is very precious, with his own memory, ye Fantian quickly used three ancient prescriptions to exchange it for concentrated moon invitation herb.

"Master, come often..."

Baoge'er waved to Ye Fantian's back and said.

The posture and voice seemed to really look forward to Ye Vatican's coming again, but after hearing this voice, ye Vatican couldn't help accelerating his pace.

The three prescriptions are all lost. Once they are refined into pills, they are rolling gold coins, and even gold coins are difficult to measure,

"Brother Bao, this guy... Is really black."

Looking at the guy's smiling and shining eyes after getting three prescriptions, Ye Fan naively wanted to crush the black guy.

"Is that the man? Although the smell just now is not very strong, it's terrible even if it's touched."

Looking at Ye Fantian's back, Xuexin's heart secretly judged

Thinking of the terrible smell from ye Fantian just now, and looking at the three Wuwang level strong men who were scared away, Xue Xin began to judge secretly.

"Ye Fantian, why didn't you kill them just now?"

The blood rain said with a small mouth.

Ye Fantian pinched the little girl's plump mouth and said with a bitter smile:

"It's not time yet. If he could, he would have killed them, but now it's different. They haven't found King Shura yet. If it was exposed at this time, it might attract too many people's attention. Others don't know, but Lao Yue is the strength of Wu Jun level. If he was prepared in advance, it wouldn't be good for us."

"Oh... Where are we going now?"

Ye Vatican scratched his head, looked at the sky, a scorching sun emitting thousands of radiance, the posture was like a big spider after netting, showing its weird posture, and said slowly:

"First find a place to rest, eat something and have a rest. I'll take you shopping tomorrow."

"I'm going this afternoon."

Said the blood rain with a touch of excitement on his face.

"OK, I'll go this afternoon."

Suddenly at this time, an obscure wave slowly formed a momentum of encirclement from around and was suppressed.

Although this breath is very obscure and gentle, with an traceless posture, ye Fantian and Fubo are so self-cultivation that they naturally feel this fluctuation with great ease.

A cold look slowly appeared from fuber's face.

The bustling street was really not the place to start. Ye Fantian's mysterious soul force moved slightly and suddenly appeared in his mind in a death alley hundreds of meters away.

When the robe moved, Brahma took Xueyu's little hand and said:

"Go there. I want to see who is going to deal with me. Is it the idiot Prince of Rongtian? It's impossible. The other party should have left."

On a restaurant, a young man in his thirties and fifties was squinting at Ye Fantian and his party, slowly putting the licked meat and bones into his mouth.

Creak! Creak!

The sound of bone fragmentation came out slowly, but the young man seemed to eat with relish, ignoring the hard outer layer of the bone.

"Outsiders... What a big fat sheep, and that little fat sheep, good, good... If Haosheng is trained, he will be a wonderful beauty, and the people in the gang will like it very much."

Two faint lights began to shoot out fiercely from his eyes, like a hungry remnant wolf, emitting a smell of greed and madness.

When the body moves, what stands out on the table is the unrecognized palm that has been bitten... It seems that a finger is missing from the palm.

"Ye Fantian, this is a dead end."

Blood rain could not help wrinkling Joan's nose, but there was no doubt on her face.

Looking at the sky, the hot sun seemed to become more crazy.

"Yes, it's a dead end... But I think some people are looking forward to it."

While talking, ye Vatican's fingers slowly stroked Xueyu's head and said:

"You said, if you are in a particularly bad mood, what is the best way?"

The blood rain frowned, a pair of beautiful big eyes suddenly showed an excited look, a small mouth vomited, and then looked at the people who had come from around and said heavily:

"Flat man!!"