Chapter 1663 It's not that I'm too strong, it's that they're too weak!
Tumubao
Inner castle.
"All of this is the conspiracy of the Blood Soul Palace."
"They are sowing discord and trying to cause disputes between our Tumubao and the Shadow Clan, thereby reaping the benefits."
"I now seriously suspect that the reason my father was injured was because of the Blood Soul Palace's conspiracy."
In the meeting hall, An Tai said angrily.
Ankang looked indifferent, looked at Anxiong beside him, and said: "Has there been any news from the land of mountains and rivers?"
"Fortress Lord, Shanchuanzhize has replied."
"They said that the castle owner was not invited."
Anxiong exhaled, raised his hands and saluted.
"What?"
"Not invited?"
An Tai suddenly became furious and said: "Look, what I just said. All of this is the conspiracy of the Blood Soul Palace. If Mr. Shen hadn't taken action, we would have almost fallen into the Blood Soul Palace's trap."
"yes."
"This time, thanks to Mr. Shen."
"If this were not the case, our earthen fortress would have been doomed long ago."
After hearing this, several people present couldn't help but sigh.
Only An Yiran said with a confused expression: "Shen Chenfeng...is he really that powerful?"
"Of course."
An elder stood up slowly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said: "Although Young Master Shen is not high in cultivation, he is extremely powerful. Not only is he physically strong, he is also proficient in Buddhism, swordsmanship, and even condenses the supreme soul. .”
"With just one move, he surrendered the Shadow Emperor and the army of shadows."
"Even Wuyin Sanren was slapped to death by him with a single slap."
The elder witnessed Shen Chenfeng's demeanor with his own eyes, and when he started talking about it, he couldn't stop talking.
"Wait, wait."
An Yiran was a little confused and asked quickly: "Seventh Elder, if I remember correctly, Shen Chenfeng only has the cultivation level of a god, right?"
"That's right."
The seventh elder smiled slightly, as if he had guessed An Yiran's question.
really.
An Yiran asked hesitantly: "You just said that he subdued the Dark Shadow Emperor with one move? He even killed the Wuyin Sanren with one palm?"
"yes."
The seventh elder smiled and said nonchalantly: "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
"Haha, Seventh Elder, are you okay?"
"That Dark Shadow Emperor is a master of the sixth level of the gods. Even the Wuyin Sanren have the cultivation of the fifth level of the gods."
"But now, they were defeated by a cultivator of the first level of God."
An Yiran said exaggeratedly: "You asked me what happened to such an outrageous thing?"
"Then what?"
The seventh elder's face showed an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
Even the tribesmen around him couldn't help laughing.
"Oh my God, what's your expression?"
An Yiran scratched his head, then seemed to remember something, and said in disbelief: "You don't mean to say that everything you just said is true, do you?"
"What do you think?"
An Tai laughed and said: "Of course, you brought Mr. Shen here, don't you know him well?"
"We have only known each other for more than ten days, how can I know him well?"
An Yiran's face turned red, and then he quickly said: "No, this is not a question of understanding or understanding. Let me ask you again, are what you just said true?"
"Whether it's true or not, why don't you ask Mr. Shen?"
Ankang held his long beard in his hand and asked with a smile.
"What are you talking about? Why is it so lively?"
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
As a voice came, Shen Chenfeng pushed the door open and entered.
A dark figure followed closely behind.
An Yiran took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised.
Because the person following Shen Chenfeng was clearly the Dark Shadow Emperor.
Thinking back to what the Seventh Elder had just said, she instantly believed it. She stepped forward and punched Shen Chenfeng in the chest, saying, "Good boy, I never thought you could be so powerful."
"That's ridiculous."
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand and said: "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
"hehe."
"Shen Chenfeng, you are so humble."
"You used your level of cultivation as a god to subdue the Dark Shadow Emperor and kill the Wuyin Sanren. How dare you say this is a trivial matter?"
An Yiran pouted, a little angry.
"Ran'er."
"Young Master Shen is the benefactor of our Tumu Fort. You must not be arrogant towards Young Master Shen."
An Tai showed a majestic expression on his face and drank quickly.
"It doesn't matter."
Shen Chenfeng smiled slightly and said to An Yiran: "It's not that I'm too strong, but that they are too weak. If you can understand Wusheng Sword Dao, you can also be like me."
"Really?"
An Yiran was stunned for a moment, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared instantly.
"certainly."
"As long as you practice hard, you will get there sooner or later."
Shen Chenfeng sat on a chair minding his own business, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said: "Master An, I wonder why you called me here?"
"This matter is of great importance."
"So we plan to discuss it with Mr. Shen first."
Ankang took a deep breath and his face became serious.
He waved his hand and immediately flew out of dozens of layers of soundproof barriers to avoid being overheard by others.
"What on earth is so grand?"
Shen Chenfeng put down the tea cup and felt a little surprised.
"This matter is related to the life and death of our Tumu Fort, so we have to do it."
Ankang sighed softly and said: "I heard that Mr. Shen has lost his memory and cannot remember the past. So you must not know about the person Xue Li in the Blood Soul Palace, right?"
"certainly."
Shen Chenfeng nodded and said, "Is this person very powerful?"
"More than just awesome?"
"It's absolutely terrifying."
An Tai took the words and said: "This Xue Li is a master of the eighth level of the gods. He is also cruel in character. Everywhere he goes, there is no life and no grass grows. In addition, there is the Blood Soul Palace Castle, and there is almost no one in the entire Xiliang Continent. Dare to provoke."
"This time he targets our Tumu Fort, and we will definitely be in danger."
"So we unanimously decided to go to Shenzhou College to seek asylum."
An Tai's eyes became solemn and he said: "Mr. Shen, I don't know what your plans are in the future."
"this……"
Shen Chenfeng groaned, not knowing how to answer.
When he first came to heaven, he was unfamiliar with the people and the land, and he really had no place to go.
Just when he was confused.
An Yiran suddenly jumped out and shouted in a low voice: "Shen Chenfeng, have you forgotten the agreement we made?"
"Promise?"
"What agreement?"
Several elderly people in the An family showed curious expressions.
Ankang and Antai, father and son, are full of expectations.
"Shen Chenfeng, you promised me that you would participate in the Chinese election with me."
"Could it be that you regret it now?"
An Yiran pinched his waist with both hands and said angrily.
"Of course not."
"I, Shen Chenfeng, have made a promise of a thousand pieces of gold, how can I regret it?"
Shen Chenfeng smiled, showing a helpless expression, and said: "In that case, let's set off together."
