Shen Tujin quickly lost his domineering attitude, and he asked Feng Anren to sit down.

"You are here because you are worried about problems with King Baxian. There is no need to worry about that."

"His rebellious heart is as solid as a rock."

Shen Tujin smiled lightly.

Feng Anren nodded slightly.

Shen Tujin continued: "Now that I have achieved martial arts cultivation, and since King Baxian has also reached the realm of martial arts, things can be accelerated."

"Don't be afraid of those who achieve great things. You can't look back."

Feng Anren said in a deep voice: "Master Shentu, since there is no problem with you here, there should be no problem with the prince."

"The prince has contacted us secretly. I think there will be big action in the near future."

Soon Feng Anren said goodbye and left.

Shen Tujin's eyes showed excitement.

If a lot of people die in a war, he will improve faster during the killing.

"It's really exciting."

Shen Tujin said softly.

Three hours later, Feng Anren arrived at Huangjiacun.

He soon met Feng Jiangqian.

"Father, Shen Tujin has indeed become the Martial Lord. In addition, he sent a secret message to the prince. The prince received the secret letter and had the lantern hung up."

Feng Anren said.

Feng Jiangqian nodded slightly: "The prince must have reached the realm of martial arts. Xiao Fan has been arrogant for so long, and the good days must come to an end."

"An Ren, please don't enter Lingxiao City. You will enter Lingxiao City alone as a father."

Feng Anren's expression changed.

"Father, how can this be done? It's better for me to enter alone."

Feng Jiangqian waved his hand: "How can you talk to the prince if you enter alone?"

"You and the prince have never met each other."

Feng Anren used to be obsessed with cultivation. Normal matters were handled by Feng Tianyou, the former head of the Feng family, and important matters were handled by Feng Jianggan.

"Besides, there are some things that you may not be able to give the prince an answer for."

Feng Anren said in a deep voice: "Father, let's go in together."

Feng Jiangqian shook his head.

"Although it shouldn't be a problem, it's just a precaution."

"You leave immediately after my father leaves."

It is night now, and Feng Jiangqian will leave soon.

He easily entered the closed Lingxiao City.

Arriving only two or three kilometers away from the Baxian Palace, Feng Jiangqian's body became illusive and he gradually escaped into the ground.

Earth Escape!

Even the earth-attributed Martial Emperor-level experts may not have such means.

Underground, Fengjianggan moves slower.

But about half an hour later, he arrived at a secret room underground in the Baxian Palace, and he gently pulled a thin wire in the secret room.

In King Baxian's training room, a small ornament fell over on the wall.

Looks normal.

King Baxian happened to be in the training room, so he immediately looked over.

"Coming."

King Baxian's eyes flashed with brilliance.

The fall of this ornament indicates that someone has entered the secret room. Feng Anren has no such means, it can only be Feng Jiangqian.

After getting up and leaving the training room, King Baxian entered the secret passage from another place. A few minutes later, he saw Feng Jianggan in the secret room.

"See you, Your Majesty."

"Congratulations to the prince for becoming a martial artist."

Feng Jiangqian saluted respectfully.

King Baxian nodded slightly: "Didn't you say that Earth Escape Technique consumes a lot of money on you? Why did you use such a method to get here?"

"Your Majesty, extraordinary times use extraordinary means."

"The secret underground passage connecting the prince to the outside world may have been targeted."

Fengjiang Main Road.

King Baxian nodded.

He struck out like lightning, sealing Feng Jianggan's acupuncture points in an instant.

There is a high -level ghost king hidden in the ground. It has always paid attention to the situation in the secret room. The eight -leisure king shot and it was surprised.

"Extinction!"

The eight -leisure king pointed out.

Jian Guang flickered at his fingertips, and the thick stones of the secret room were penetrated like tofu. This sword light instantly destroyed the ghost king of the ground.

The strength of the high -level ghost king is the martial arts level.

It is hidden in the ground, and it is difficult to discover it with the original strength of the Eight Leisure King. Even if it is discovered, it is unlikely to kill it.

But now the Eight Leisure King is Wuzun.

"Eighth, you!"

Fengjiang Gan couldn't dare to look at the eight -leisure king.

The eight leisure king actually shot him, isn't the eight king king in front of him?

"Wind, Xiao Tianshi gave this king's medicine, and this king broke through the Wuzun level."

The eight -leisure king sighed.

Fengjiang understands.

Xiao Fan can have good thoughts? The elixir he given is bound to have serious sequelae.

"Lord Wang, there is a fairy door behind you, maybe it can be resolved."

Fengjiang Qian Road.

The eight -leisure king shook his head: "The wind is old, the strength behind the fairy behind Xiao Fan is likely to be more powerful, and we will lose if we win."

"Where is the wind, where is the blood sword, you speak, the king will help you talk, try to save your style."

Fengjiang looked at the eight -leisure king.

He said deeply: "Lord Wang, don't forget how many people we killed secretly in order to make a dragon sword, the total number exceeded 300,000."

"Do you still have retreat?"

"When Xiao Fan's strength is stronger, and when the situation is stable, he must never spare you, why don't you continue to let go?"

The eight -leisure king is silent.

Fengjiang Gao Dao: "Lord Wang, we can threaten Xiao Fan for your antidote. If he does not give it, we kill 100,000 people, millions of people!"

The eight -leisure king was slightly moved.

But thinking of the horror scene of the mushroom bomb explosion, the eight -leisure king pushed the intention in his heart again.

If it's just a matter of elixir, there are three other questions.

First, mushroom bullets are too terrible.

Secondly, Xiao Fan's strength is unpredictable, and he does not worry about him to become a martial arts.

Third, the immortal door behind Xiao Fan is likely to be stronger.

These three problems are not solved, and it is useless to get antidote.

"The wind is old, Xiao Tianshi is more terrible than you estimate. The king now takes you to see him, how to choose, you think clearly."

The eight -leisure king took a deep breath.

It didn't take long for the eight -leisure king to take Fengjiang to Xiaofu.

"Xiao Tianshi, the eight -leisure king came, he went directly to the backyard."
To be continued...