Chapter 433

Duan Wen never thought of this. Even if he didn't ask about the world, how could he not understand the common enemy between them as the young master of the he family?

Duan Wen looked at he Jifeng's smiling face and wondered what he was up to.

"Brother he, I don't beat around the bush. I'm not Xuanling like that. I came to see you today because Wang Yu monopolizes the market of talismans. To tell you the truth, I've been unhappy with him since he entered the college. Now he is becoming more and more arrogant, so we and the he family can be said to be grasshoppers in the same boat. I believe if we cooperate, we can bring down Wang Yu, or No problem. "

Xuanling took a step forward and directly expressed his ideas. What he wanted was not to give he Jifeng another chance to act like a fool.

"What brother Xuan said is reasonable," he benfeng took out a plain white folding fan from his sleeve, unfolded it slowly, flashed in front of his chest, turned and walked a few steps towards the window, "but I think you may have found the wrong person. I don't think it's wrong for the King's sect leader to do this."

"What?"

Xuanling and duanwen were bewitched by he Jifeng's calm appearance. Looking at his back, they didn't know what to say.

"He Jifeng, what do you mean?"

After the reaction, Xuanling's eyes closed tightly and his face became ugly. He made an effort and the air around him fluctuated a few times. The breath of a martial disciple swam around the whole room.

Wang Yu watched from a distance, sneering at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't plan to help

The little soul wandered for a moment. "It seems that Xuanling is going to ruin your business of talisman?"

"Is he OK?" Wang Yu looked at Xuanling for the last time, and immediately flashed away

Wang Yu's departure did not disturb the two people. Although Xuanling's strength was almost the same as Wang Yu, Xuanling was not allowed to be distracted to detect whether there were outsiders here at this time.

Xuanling was really annoyed by he Jifeng this time. Even duanwen standing behind him felt that he couldn't support it under such an atmosphere.

If there is no force, he Jifeng should not have

Congratulations?

Duan Wen couldn't believe that he Jifeng, who was still standing by the window smiling at them, was stunned for a moment.

Xuanling obviously realized it, and his face became serious. "I heard that he's family don't practice martial arts. Now it seems that it's not like this."

He Jifeng smiled with a clear face. The breeze came slowly and gently blew his hair. He was calm as if he was silently mocking Xuanling. "I don't know martial arts, but since I'm on the street, I need to prepare more runes."

After hearing this, Xuanling noticed that he Jifeng seemed to be surrounded by a blue breath, which quietly resisted the fluctuation of his force.

That's... Array Royal amulet!

Xuanling's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was anger in his eyes. Well, he Jifeng came to his appointment and even prepared this skill! I think I had expected that they would not * * and talked things over!

But in that case, how could he agree to his invitation? Did he Jifeng just humiliate him in front of his Xuanling like this?

Thinking of this, the anger in Xuanling's heart has reached the extreme. He took the first half step and burst out a green vein in his hand. "Congratulations, what I wanted was to meet you frankly and sincerely discuss countermeasures with you. Now you should insult me like this!"

Anger made the breath around Xuanling thinner, and the vortex visible to the naked eye quickly circulated in the air. Even the exquisite tea cup on one side of the sandalwood table was rattled by the wind, and finally broke in response to the sound.

Duan Wen was also quite angry. His force was not as strong as Xuanling, but he couldn't stand such a storm. He took a step back and looked at him disdainfully.

"Brother Xuan, don't say that. I don't mean anything else. I'm invited because brother Xuan invited me, but it doesn't mean that I think the same thing as brother Xuan."

He Jifeng kept the same posture as before and explained calmly. But Xuanling is an acute person. The more he Jifeng doesn't care, the more he can't see it.

He didn't want to say anything more. Xuanling tied the seal with one hand, whispered, hit the red dragon fist in an instant, and rushed straight to he Jifeng at the window.

Between the lightning and flint, he Jifeng put away the folding fan in his hand, quickly pulled out a rune from his sleeve, recited a few words in his mouth, and disappeared in front of Xuanling in an instant.

"Business can't be benevolence and righteousness," the voice sounded from the door. He Jifeng Qingjun's figure stood long, still like a light cloud and wind. "Since brother Xuan has no idea of continuing to negotiate, he just left first."

Duan Wen was not far from him. Xuanling motioned to him. Duan Wen nodded and turned around to attack he Jifeng again.

Just at this time, he Jifeng had already disappeared from the door.