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"I want to establish the Godless Dynasty. Can Mr. Feng come to our dynasty to do things? I believe it is much better than in Da Chu?" Di Jing looked at Feng Taiqing and smiled faintly.

Feng Taiqing was stunned and speechless.

Dijing knew that Feng Taiqing or the Prince Zhong wanted to recruit him, so he deliberately asked and blocked Feng Taiqing's mouth.

After being stunned, Feng Taiqing smiled embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Dijing, my prince is very powerful and will be the lord of the Great Chu in the future. If Mr. Dijing can work under the prince now, he will be a loyal minister in the future."

Dijing smiled and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that I can't wait for that long. I appreciate your prince's kindness. The humble house is simple, so I won't entertain you." After that, Dijing picked up the fishing rod and ignored the three of them.

Feng Taiqing also knew that Dijing also wanted to recruit people and get treasures after they could not be recruited, so they would not be polite to them after they knew what they wanted.

"You are not ungrateful. The Third Prince is so proud of you that he will send someone to recruit you. You are so rude that you are simply seeking death." Chu Luo next to him felt angry when he saw Dijing's attitude. In addition, he was already angry that Dijing hurt him and could not help but say angrily.

A fire flashed out from the expressionless Blood Sword's eyes, and the fighting spirit in his heart erupted faintly, and a murderous aura rushed straight towards Dijing.

Feng Taiqing also had a slightly angry look on his awkward face, but his qi cultivation skills were excellent. He stood up and said to Dijing Youyou: "Since Mr. Dijing has made a decision, Feng will not disturb him and say goodbye." After that, he flew into the air first.

On the cloud boat in the air, Chu Luo asked Feng Taiqing: "Mr. Feng, why didn't you kill the imperial capital just now and get the treasure back?"

Feng Taiqing said lightly: "Did you kill him?"

Chu Luo looked embarrassed and said weakly: "Isn't this person still there?" He pointed to the blood sword next to him.

Feng Taiqing stopped looking at him, turned his head and asked Xue Jian, "Are you sure?"

Blood Sword's voice was hoarse: "No, but you can try it."

Feng Taiqing nodded and said, "Then wait first, I'll transfer some people. No matter how strong he is, he is just a person. I'll inform Nanhecheng to take action first."

Two days later, in a valley.

Feng Taiqing and the other two were among them, and suddenly a person flew in from outside the valley quickly.

The man flew closer and bowed to Feng Taiqing and said, "Mr. Feng, the place in Nanhecheng has failed."

"Failed? How could it fail?" Feng Taiqing was stunned. With his understanding of Ren Fang and his own layout, it should be easy to succeed. How could it fail?

"Then Ren Fang drove our people out and said that if he went again, he would kill him." The man said.

"Hmph! If you can't invite it, you have to use it." Feng Taiqing felt angry. This time the matter was completely ruined. "Send someone to hold Ren Fang back, and if you can, capture him alive. Go."

The man nodded and turned away.

Feng Taiqing said to Xue Jian again: "I will ask you to go there with Dijing, I will send someone to help."

The Blood Sword nodded and flew out of the valley.

Dijing stood quietly by the lake. He already knew about the past two days and calculated it in his heart. Feng Taiqing should almost come to deal with him.

Sure enough, Dijing had already seen the blood sword flying from afar, and his evil spirit was released, and his aura had accumulated to the peak.

The Blood Sword fell down and looked at Di Jing and said coldly: "I am ordered to take your life."

Di Jing looked at the blood sword that fell close to him and said lightly: "I have been waiting for a long time. Since I have come, let's show up." After saying that, he saw that there was still no movement around him, and said: "That's the case, I have to invite you all out."

Dijing waved his right hand and was extremely fast. He instantly shot eight palms in eight directions.

boom.

Eight roars sounded almost at the same time, some in the air, some behind rocks, and some in the water. Then eight figures appeared, and there was a bloodshot on the corners of the eight people's mouths, obviously they were injured.

Eight people and eight directions, plus the blood sword, vaguely surrounded the imperial capital in the middle.

"Your Excellency is good at cultivation!" A sword appeared in the Blood Sword's hand and pointed at the Imperial Capital from afar.

"Go to do it." Dijing ignored it and just said lightly.

Blood Sword glared at his eyes, and his eyes were blood red. The sword in his hand also turned red in an instant, as if it had just been taken out of the blood. Blood Sword gently waved the sword in his hand, and suddenly blood appeared in the air, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a pool of blood, trapping Dijing in it.

I saw figures appearing in the blood pool, either men or women, holding sharp swords in their hands, ferocious and evil; or charming, confusing people's minds; they all rush towards the imperial capital with their teeth and claws.

This is the blood pool transformed by the blood sword's natal weapon. The figures in the blood pool are transformed by the souls of the person they killed are absorbed by the blood pool and are called the Son of the Blood God. The Blood Sword is invisible in the blood pool and launches attacks at any time.

Dijing stood in the blood pool, ignoring the blood god son who was rushing toward him. These things could not do anything to him. He was looking for the location of the blood sword. The Blood God Son rushed over in a blink of an eye. Dijing raised his hand and saw that the blood water retreated from the palm of his hand. The blood god son who was rushing toward him was suddenly beaten into a pool of blood. However, the Blood God Son seemed to be unable to kill him, and he condensed his body and rushed towards Dijing in a blink of an eye.

Dijing snorted coldly and slapped him with another palm. However, this time, the void was annihilated wherever his palm passed, and the blood disappeared. The Blood God Son let out a wave of wailing, and was swallowed by the void in a blink of an eye and disappeared forever.

The Blood Sword in the dark was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the Emperor Jing was so powerful, but this was a good opportunity. A burst of blood churned, and the Blood Sword had disguised himself as a blood god son and rushed towards the Emperor Jing.

Dijing, who was dealing with the Blood God Son, sensed a faint sword energy in his spiritual sense, and his heart moved: I have been waiting for you for a long time. The hidden technology is very exquisite. You may not find it if you change someone, but you can't hide it from Dijing's spiritual sense.

At this moment, Dijing did not retract his palm and slapped forward slowly. Seeing the Blood God Son transformed from the Blood Sword, the palm changed and slapped into grabbing. He grabbed the sword in the Blood Sword's hand, clenched his fist with his left hand, and smashed it towards the sword.

Bang - puff.

Two consecutive sounds, the sword broke and the person vomited blood. An incredible look flashed in the blood sword's eyes, and someone actually smashed his natal weapon with his fist! He wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and a fist had arrived in front of him.

The blood sword's natal weapon was destroyed, and the blood pool disappeared. Di Jing looked at the blood sword that kept vomiting blood in the distance, and knew that his punch had just broken its tendons and veins. In addition, the natal weapon had been destroyed, and this person had lost his combat power, so he was not worried. He turned his head and looked around and found that the eight people had been set up in a row to surround him.

Di Jing shook his head slightly, clenched his fists, and blasted towards the formation beside him. The formation was broken in an instant with just a slight block. The eight people who were deploying the formation were exposed, each of whom spitted blood and fell to the ground, obviously not being seriously injured.

Dijing clapped his hands gently and said lightly: "You are too weak."

The blood sword and the eight people who set up the formation felt a pain in their hearts. They were too weak? Yes, they were indeed too weak to even be able to take a single move. Although the eight people were all in the Immortal Refining Stage, they had siege many cultivators in the Hedao stage with their formation. They didn't expect that they would be broken by one move today.

Blood Sword suddenly had a lit up his eyes, he looked up at Dijing and asked, "Aren't you Hedaoqi?"

Di Jing smiled faintly and asked, "Who told you that I am Hedaoqi?"

After hearing this, Blood Sword and Eight people felt even more distressed. Who is the person they are going to deal with?

Dijing no longer paid attention to these nine people. They were going to kill themselves, and they had no reason to keep them alive.
Chapter completed!