This is the West District Tower of the Ninth Department, the real core area, a place only high-rise people in the West District can enter!
But the Fang Yu in front of him... was sitting on the seat that belonged to his second brother Wu Feng.
Wufeng’s face was covered in blood, and his eyes were looking at him desperately.
What the hell happened!?
Wu Jian took several steps back, his eyes widened like bells, his face full of shock and horror.
Under the strong impact of the scene before him, his mind went blank and he had lost the ability to think.
“Shouldn’t you be happy to see me?” Fang Yu said with a smile, “I just heard you yelling fiercely that you wanted to kill me.”
Hearing this, Wu Jian recovered slightly and looked at Fang Yu in front of him, and then looked at his second brother, Wu Feng again.
Among the three brothers, Wu Jian is the younger brother. Whether it is cultivation or status... he is far inferior to his two elder brothers.
Therefore, once encountering a big problem, Wu Jian will still subconsciously seek help from his two brothers.
But now, his second brother Wu Feng... was sitting weakly by the wall, without saying a word, with only despair in his eyes.
Such a look and gesture made Wu Jian's heart sink to the bottom and his whole body became cold.
“Don’t be silent, the atmosphere is very awkward.” Fang Yu crossed his legs, looked at Wu Jian, and said.
Wu Jian looked at Fang Yu, breathing heavily, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
In any case, the bastard in front of me killed his brother Bahu and also destroyed the entire second Xianchen regiment!
Now he even injured his second brother!
This is a deadly feud!
The aura on Wu Jian's body was slowly released.
He had given up thinking, and his mind was occupied by the anger and hostility in his chest.
“Without a sword, kneel down immediately!”
At this time, Wu Feng, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly spoke.
Hearing these words, Wu Jian's body trembled, he turned to look at Wu Feng, his eyes widened, and he said: "Second brother..."
“I want you to kneel down! Kneel down immediately! Apologize to Lord Fang and ask him to spare your life!” Wu Feng gritted his teeth and shouted with red eyes.
In his impression, Wu Feng has always been calm and calm, and he has never shown such an appearance.
Wu Jian gritted his teeth, looked at Fang Yu, and bent his knees.
His breathing was extremely heavy, his eyes were blood red, and he was extremely humiliated.
Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, he has had the care of his two outstanding brothers, and he has been rising steadily.
Wu Jian was unwilling to join the alliance and lose his freedom, so he founded the Ancestor Monk Order with the help of his two brothers.
The Xianchen Monk Group has developed extremely rapidly. In a short period of time, it has become a prestigious presence in the ninth base camp.
It can be said that Wujian has never suffered any major setbacks.
Especially like today, when he was forced by his brother to kneel down to the sworn enemy who had just killed his siblings.
This feeling of humiliation almost made Wu Jian vomit blood.
“Oh, why bother? It’s so good that everyone is so harmonious, but we have to make the scene so ugly.” Fang Yu simply raised his feet on the table, leaning back on the chair, with a leisurely look on his face.
Wu Jian fell to his knees, lowered his head, and breathed rapidly.
He didn't want to look up and see Fang Yu, otherwise he wouldn't be able to help but rush forward and take action.
Fang Yu glanced at Wu Feng and then at Wu Jian.
These two brothers, one is the commander of the Xianchen Monk Group, and the other is the commander of most of the Western Region.
These two identities are placed in the ninth base camp of the Kaishan Alliance, and they have a very high status.
And above them, there is an elder brother, Wu Xiang, who is the Commander-in-Chief of Two Stars.
What should we do with these two brothers?
Fang Yu touched his chin and started thinking.
The first thing to consider is what kind of help these two brothers can bring him... :(/
“Master Fang, if you let us live, we are willing to work as cows and horses for you.”
At this time, Wu Feng kowtowed to Fang Yu again.
“Can you do anything?” Fang Yu asked with a raised brow.
“Yes! As long as it’s something we can do!” Wu Feng put his forehead on the ground and said.
Seeing his second brother's groveling and humiliating look, Wu Jian gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
“Well, I need your help to find a few people.” Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
“We will try our best to find it for you...” Wu Feng said.
Fang Yu took out a piece of white jade and poured into it the images of Lin Batian, Daotian, Dao Chen, Chen Qianan, the mysterious man, and even the Sky-eating Beast from his memory.
Wufeng, as the commander-in-chief of a region in the Ninth Department, should have certain intelligence capabilities.
It’s just that the title of the ninth great commander of the western region may sound powerful, but its limitations are also obvious.
First the Ninth Department, then the Western District... After being graded layer by layer, the area that can be controlled is much smaller.
What Fang Yu wants is... to find people within the entire Xuyuan Realm.
Then, naturally, the higher the level of existence, the better.
But everything must be done step by step and there is no need to rush.
Since we have controlled the Wu Feng today, let’s start from the Wu Feng point... and slowly extend upward.
“Well, the people we are looking for are all inside. If you find any one of them, even if there is only a little clue, please notify me immediately.”
Fang Yu said and threw the piece of white jade to Wu Feng.
Wufeng took the white jade and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay...I will definitely do my best."
"Just a verbal promise is useless, you both have to accept the blood contract." Fang Yu said lightly, "Otherwise, if you turn around and fall out, wouldn't my work be in vain?"
“Blood Pact!?”
Wufeng’s expression changed.
On the other side, Wu Jian suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Yu, his eyes were blood red.
For monks who have reached the realm of true immortals, the harm of a blood sacrifice contract such as a blood contract is even greater.
This means that their lives and lifelong cultivation are completely put into the hands of others... without any guarantee.
As long as one of them is unhappy, just a thought... years of hard work by both of them will be wasted, and their bodies may be shattered.
Therefore, the higher the cultivation level, the less willing to accept the so-called blood contract.
“Blood contract!? You asked us to sign a blood contract and dream!” m.
Wu Jian couldn't hold back any longer, he suddenly rose up and struck out with a palm towards Fang Yu in front of him.
This palm has been accumulating power for a long time and contains tremendous magical power.
"don't want……"
Wufeng yelled in shock, but it was too late.
At this moment, Fang Yu still raised his legs to the table, motionless.
There was just a faint golden glow in his pupils.
The golden cross sword mark appears and rotates counterclockwise.
“噌!”
A whirlpool suddenly appeared in the middle of the meeting hall.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
The power of Wu Jian's palm was completely absorbed by this vortex, and his breath was completely gone!
Seeing this scene, Wu Feng on the side was stunned.
Without a sword...the same is true.
“噌!噌……”
The next second, several golden light seals flew out from the vortex.