The blue-robed magician Brand slowly floated up, and more than a dozen holy-level masters behind him hurriedly followed. You know, Brand's true identity is the brother of Bruchi, the emperor of the Kingdom of Lijian. On the other side, there are even rumors that the Crazy Dragon War Lord of the West Hua Empire who killed people without blinking. They killed the prince of Tian Hailuo, the prince of Tian Hailuo. If something happened to Brand, everyone couldn't help but look at the people behind him who were lingered by black air. It was the blood sword of the holy-level sword warrior who protected the prince Tian Hailuo back then, the fire-type demon saint Gubor and the water-type demon saint Ningka.

At this moment, the three of them had a gloomy black light flashing in their eyes. Although they still had heartbeats and breathing, they did not have a trace of anger on their bodies, like walking corpses. Obviously, the few people were severely punished for their poor protection. It seemed that Badao's death was a happy thing.

"Sir, you..." Nepal, a heavy sword warrior following Brand, saw that Brand was still floating towards Ao Feng, couldn't help but say anything to stop him.

Brand waved his hand gently, "It's okay!" Then he slowly floated to less than two feet in front of Ao Feng. Nepal hurriedly followed. At such a close distance, Ao Feng really started to take action. As a magician, Brand didn't even have a chance to react. Of course, he actually didn't have a chance either.

Ao Feng looked at Brand, and a hint of impatient flashed in his eyes, "Is there anything wrong?" At this moment, Huo Wu's divine power was quickly consumed by toxins, and Ao Feng didn't want to delay the time for a moment. If the other party whined, Ao Feng wouldn't mind killing again. He had killed Yingluo in the island country, and in the Kingdom of Lijian, Ao Feng had no fear.

"You..." Nepal, the heavy sword warrior, was a loyal follower of Brand. When he saw Ao Feng's attitude, he was about to scold him, but suddenly saw Ao Feng's murderous look and couldn't help but stop him.

Brand waved his hand, then looked at Ao Feng with a smile, "You are the Crazy Dragon War Lord of the Chinese Empire? It turns out that he is a hero and a boy!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ao Feng looked at Huo Wu's injured left hand and snorted coldly: "If you have a fart, please let it go!"

"Uh..." Brand smiled embarrassedly, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. He was extremely respectful at the low position of the Kingdom of Liberty, and his strength had reached the peak of the holy level at the top of the continent. However, the arrogant momentum and faint pressure on the young man in front of him made him feel and fear!

"Well, I have an idea. If you can cooperate with me, I will eradicate the kingdom's national teacher, Kanrant, who is in trouble with the country and the people! I will not pursue the murder of the kingdom prince!"

"Sir..." Nepal turned his head and looked at the holy master not far away, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

"Hehe!" A cold light flashed in Ao Feng's eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and burst out two words: "Get out!"

"You!" Brand took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said slowly: "What do you want?"

Ao Feng held Huo Wu with one hand, and shook the dragon and spear with his right hand. He glanced at Brand with a cold look, "Who dares to stand in front of me, I will never be polite!" Then Ao Feng turned his head and looked at Luo Bing on the back of Xiaoyue Silver Wolf, Qingxue and others, nodded slightly, "Let's go!"

Everyone jumped up one after another, following Ao Feng and headed out of Dunsheng City. Many saint-level masters looked at each other, but none of them dared to stop them. After all, the other party's strength was there, and there were several divine beasts, and no one ordered them, who would die by themselves...

"Swish!" In the air, a blood light mixed with a trace of black air slashed towards Ao Feng.

Ao Feng suddenly turned his face, and murderous intent burst out from his eyes. "Puff!" The dragon battle spear instantly pierced through the visitor's chest, and wisps of black gas turned into demonic flames and merged into the dragon battle. It was the blood sword of the holy warrior.

At this moment, as the black air dissipated, a trace of clarity and relief gradually appeared in the Blood Sword's eyes. He looked at Ao Feng with a look that had gradually lost his spirit, and said "Thank you!" in his mouth, then turned into a ball of ashes.

Only then did Ao Feng realize that the blood sword was originally determined to die, and Ao Feng wanted to take his anger at all the powerful men in Dunsheng City to slowly calm down. His cold eyes swept across the powerful men in Dunsheng City. Everyone took two steps back carefully. Even Brand, who was at the peak of the holy level, only felt that he seemed to fall into the ice water, which was extremely cold.

Ao Feng jumped away, Brand couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Ao Feng's back. The Chinese Empire could have such talents, not only Ao Feng, but even the other young people had unlimited future achievements. Once a war broke out between the two countries in the future, would the history of the Liberty Kingdom be over for thousands of years?

"Sir, are you just letting them go like this!" A magician with an intermediate level of holy level cultivation flew to Brand and said in a gloomy voice, which actually had a hint of threat.

Brand looked at the magician, and saw a trace of black air like hair blew in the depths of the man's eyes. A hint of anger suddenly rose in his heart, but he also made up his mind secretly. The sleeves of the blue robe shook suddenly, and a layer of frost suddenly knocked the magician over to the ground. "Lernett, I don't need your guidance in doing things, get out of here!"

"Hmph!" Lyrnit slowly got up on the ground, his eyes flashing with a trace of sinisterness.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes anymore!" Brand glanced at Lynit coldly, "Otherwise, I don't mind killing you now!"

"Yes!" Lyrnitt couldn't help but lower his head and then slowly left.

"Sir, you..." Nepal, a heavy sword warrior, looked at Brand in confusion. You know, these masters who follow the national teacher Canrant have always been very respectful of Brand, but this is the first time Brand has been so strongly angry.

"It's time to make up your mind!" Brand looked at the direction of Ao Feng's departure and said slowly: "Now is an opportunity!"

Nepal didn't understand why, but he still bowed and said, "I swear to follow the Lord to the death!"

"If you are sincere, three days later, bring your sincerity to the canyon a hundred miles south of the city! Don't bargain for me, otherwise, I won't mind razing Dunsheng City to the ground!"

Ao Feng's voice sounded leisurely in Brand's ears. Brand was shocked, and then he saw Nepal's still insignificant appearance. He was shocked. Thousand miles of voice transmission? This is a legendary magic skill that only divine masters can use! At this moment, Brand's heart is even more firm. Is it sincerity? Thinking that Ao Feng is from the Chinese Empire, Brand gradually became calculating in his heart.

...

At this moment, outside Dunsheng City, a hundred miles south of the city, the nameless canyon...

"What should I do?" Ao Feng looked at Huo Wu and Qiongqi anxiously. The toxins on Luofu Flying Sword could actually melt the blood power of the divine beast!

Huo Wu shook her head slowly, "This toxin is specifically targeted at divine beasts, and it is targeted at top-level divine beasts. It must be used to deal with your father. Fortunately, you are not poisoned deeply, so it should be nothing big!"

Qiongqi's spiritual sense sensed it, frowned, and slowly said: "This toxin is not owned by the East Asian continent, but the product of a higher-level plane, and we may not be able to resist it!"

"What should I do?" Drops of sweat oozed out of Ao Feng's forehead, and even the scars between his neck were uncontrollably overflowing with wisps of magic flames.

Huo Wu reached out and helped Ao Feng wipe the sweat from his forehead lovingly. There was a hint of helplessness and reluctance in his eyes. His body knew that his divine power would be consumed soon. At that time, the toxins would swallow and melt their bloodline power, and he would fall down one level after another, and eventually become an ordinary bird without any spiritual energy.

Qiongqi sighed, "Now, we can only find a way to use our divine power to hold back the outbreak of toxins, and then slowly think of a way!"

At this moment, Huo Wu's divine power had been consumed less than 20%. As the divine power went by, the speed of toxins was swallowing faster and faster. The natural energy absorption was no longer as fast as the consumption speed. Huo Wu's face became paler, and the divine fire gradually became uncontrollable in the wound in the palm of his palm, and wisps of nine-colored light were flashing.

Ao Feng is better, and the magic flame also has the power to devour. Although it is slowly consumed under the erosion of toxins, Ao Feng will not have any problems in a while.

The wound in Huo Wu's palm still couldn't heal. The white flesh and blood flipped, revealing the slender hand bones, and there was a faint sword mark on it.

"Why are you so stupid?" Ao Feng looked at Huo Wu with great pain at this moment. The sword mark seemed to be scratching his heart, with a heart-wrenching pain. Huo Wu stood behind him without hesitation. The scene of his fair palm holding the extremely sharp flying sword flashing in front of Ao Feng's eyes again and again, and a ball of water vapor gradually rose in Ao Feng's eyes.

If it weren't for Huo Wu, the flying sword with the poison of Jiuxuan Licao would instantly pierce through his heart, and he would definitely die. His nine brothers didn't know where they were. Who would avenge the irreconcilable hatred of attacking his father?

The scenes of acquaintance with Huo Wu also flowed in front of her. She had never noticed this heroic girl at the beginning, but Huo Wu always followed her by the excuse of agreeing to her father. Even though her combat power was already at the peak of this continent, Huo Wu had already regarded herself as a child. When fighting, she always wanted to rush in front of her, but never asked for anything to herself?

"You little brat, do you still want to take advantage of this aunt? I think you deserve a beating!"

"You bad guy do good things and want me to clean up the battlefield for you, damn guy!"

"Ao Feng, I promised your father that I would protect you for the rest of my life..."

Is this fate?

When I traveled to East Asia, I was first chased by Huo Wu, and then I was entangled with the two of them. The fusion of the phoenix ancestral blood, the connection between the soul, and the sublimation of emotions...

In the end, is it that I will lose this confidante who has silently given me and has no need to repay me? Even the ring I promised to be Huo Wu has not been fulfilled yet!

Ao Feng felt endless grief in his heart, and his spiritual sense searched in his bloodline inheritance, but he finally found nothing. This Jiuxuan Licao poison obviously did not even know even his father Ao Yan! How could Ao Yan know, because the Jiuxuan Licao poison was originally prepared for him.

"Ah!" Ao Feng fell into endless sadness. He had an inexplicable feeling for Huo Wu, which seemed to be love, and Huo Wu's care for him was more like his mother!

(ps: Uh... In this chapter, the relationship between Ao Feng and Huo Wu has been sublimated. I believe everyone knows that a kind person as Qiu Feng will never cruelly kill Huo Wu. After all, Qiu Feng is also very fond of this girl with a beautiful appearance, a hot figure, and a hint of heroism.)

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