After flying for a while, Zhang Yunfeng finally dropped from an altitude of 7,000 meters to a low altitude of 500 meters, and was about to land within the confines of the mansion.
But before he landed, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a dozen old men appearing in his mansion.
Zhang Yunfeng was suddenly puzzled; "Could these old men have been attracted by the battle just now? It seems that this is my mansion! These old men entered my mansion without my permission. Don't they know that this is my mansion?"
Is it illegal to break into a private house? Damn it, I was almost killed just now, and you old guys are still standing in my mansion watching the show. It's unreasonable, and I won't sweep you all out of the door."
Thinking of the scene where he was trapped in death just now, Zhang Yunfeng couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, his heart was trembling, and the eyes of the old men below him gradually became unkind.
"Haha! Dear master, I advise you to give up this idea." Xiao Jiujiu's smiling voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Yunfeng's mind.
"Damn it, I was almost killed just now. Even if you didn't help me, now you are still here to destroy me. What do you mean?" Zhang Yunfeng snorted in his heart angrily. Regarding Xiao Jiujiu's inaction just now,
, he was very angry. If Xiao Jiujiu could help when the black-robed sword master exploded just now, with the strength of his spiritual attack, even if he could not knock out the black-robed sword master, he could at least make the interfering guy let him.
He couldn't catch up with him. But in the end, Xiao Jiujiu was stunned and didn't take action, allowing him to endure the power of the Juggernaut's self-destruction. Fortunately, his magic was cast quickly enough, otherwise his life would have been almost lost. Now I think about it.
When he got up, he could still hold back from yelling at it.
Xiao Jiujiu was not affected by Zhang Yunfeng's anger, and still said with a smile: "What do you mean by not helping? I didn't just give you a warning to let you defend in advance. By the way, I forgot to tell the master that the old men below have the lowest cultivation level.
They are all low-level sword masters, and they are all saint-level powerhouses. It is not easy for the master to sweep them out of the gate!"
"Ni Ma's! They are all saint-level experts!"
Zhang Yunfeng took a deep breath and almost fell from the sky.
"That guy told me that there are few saint-level powerhouses in Augus continent? Why did more than a dozen suddenly appear in my mansion, and the ones with the worst cultivation levels were all low-level sword masters? I killed his ancestors for eighteen generations. He
Meow meow, sweep them out of the gate, I'm afraid they will tear my bones apart before I even take action."
"Hey! Baroque and the others are actually here." After descending another two hundred meters, Zhang Yunfeng could already see the appearance of the saint-level powerhouses below, including the academy's deputy deans, Baroque and Brutz.
At this time, Bruce was arguing with an old man he didn't know, and the saint-level old men were also paying attention to them. They didn't pay much attention to Zhang Yunfeng, so he slowly landed next to the small lake.
on the pavilion.
Brutz was originally quarreling with Old Kony and was jealous. When he saw Zhang Yunfeng finally landing, he hurriedly walked up. Seeing this, the other saint-level old men also followed and surrounded him.
"Boy Zhang, you did a great job coming down. Tell this guy yourself whether your current level of cultivation is that of a junior magister!" Bruz walked to Zhang Yunfeng's side and shouted at the top of his voice.
Surrounded by such a group of saint-level old men, Zhang Yunfeng was confused for a moment. Seeing Bruce asking himself this, he still answered weakly: "I am a junior magician. What's wrong, Mr. Dean, you ask this?"
Is there something wrong with me?"
Zhang Yunfeng didn't know why Bruce asked about his strength in front of so many saint-level old men, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that the battle just now revealed my true strength? No way! I remember launching the Nine
After super magic, I will fly directly to the sky. No matter how good the eyesight of these old guys is, they can't see the battle at an altitude of 7,000 meters, right?"
"No problem, no problem." Bruce laughed sarcastically, then turned his head and smiled triumphantly at Old Kony behind him; "I said he was a junior magister, but you still don't believe it, and now everyone has admitted it with their own lips.
, how about it, it’s time to admit defeat now!”
At this time, Zhang Yunfeng also set his sights on the old man in military uniform behind Bruce. The man was over 1.95 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, a tiger-like figure, a pair of sharp and vigorous leopard eyes, and inverted hair.
It has a kind of explosive power. If I use a character from the Three Kingdoms period to describe it, it would be Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide, a fierce man. Hearing what Brutz called him, Zhang Yunfeng also instantly knew the identity of this copycat version of Zhang Fei.
It turns out that I got into trouble with Melinda’s instructor’s grandfather at noon today.
"It's not just what you say." Old Kony didn't like Bruz's response. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yunfeng and asked sternly, "Boy, let me ask you, what if you are really a junior mage?"
How did you escape the pursuit of a high-level sword master and force him to self-destruct?"
Zhang Yunfeng also understood at this time: These two old guys are feeling angry, and we have accidentally been used as a tool for their anger. How depressing!
Depressed, depressed, Zhang Yunfeng still has to give this old Kony’s face. Let’s not talk about the identity of this old Kony. His strength alone is enough for Zhang Yunfeng to take seriously. According to Xiao Jiujiu’s report, the copycat Zhang Fei in front of him is
His strength is actually that of an upper-level sword master, and he is not far behind Austin. With his current broken body facing a sword master, he naturally did not even dare to let out a single fart and repeated the incident exactly.
"Oh! Here's what happened. I was admiring the moon in the yard just now, and suddenly a sword master came out of the rockery to assassinate me. That was the sword master! Of course I couldn't beat him. I was immediately beaten by the one who was killed before.
I took out the ninth-level thunder magic scroll 'Thunder's Wrath' that someone gave me for protection, and activated the scroll before the assassin came. As a result, the assassin was severely injured by 'Thunder's Wrath', and I took the opportunity to cast it.
The "Levitation Technique" flew upwards desperately, trying to get rid of the assassin's pursuit. Unexpectedly, the assassin also flew upwards with me. Later, for some unknown reason, he blew himself up while flying, and I was almost killed.
"
When Zhang Yunfeng said this, he pretended to be scared.
In fact, he had left other ninth-level magics unused before, and specifically used 'Thunder's Wrath' just to have the best excuse to hide his strength when faced with other people's questioning. Now he is surrounded by a group of saint-level powerhouses.
Well, of course he naturally used this excuse.
Hehe! Even if what he told is a lie, who can know!
The traces after the release of magic are exactly the same as those released by a scroll. Just looking at the traces, even the God of Magic may not be able to judge whether the magic was released by the magician himself or by using the scroll.
Released. So Zhang Yunfeng is not worried that these saint-level experts can deduce his strength from the traces around him.
"A joke." Among the group of saint-level old men, one of the thin old men in Chinese clothes sneered: "You are a junior magister, when has it ever been worth letting a high-level sword master to self-destruct to die with you? You are taking yourself too seriously.
Have you become a character? You’re not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue.”
The other saint-level old men also nodded in agreement. In their opinion, the lives of saint-level experts are extremely precious.
Is it possible to self-destruct just to kill a junior magister?
When did the lives of saint-level experts become so cheap!
"But that's what happened. Believe it or not." Zhang Yunfeng shrugged and replied in a bachelor's manner: "Oh! I forgot to tell you that the Sword Master assassin was only an intermediate Sword Master because he later used the Forbidden Sword Master.
He has forcibly raised his level by one level to make you think he is an upper-level sword master."
"You..." The skinny old man looked at Zhang Yunfeng with an unkind expression, his eyes filled with coldness.
Zhang Yunfeng ignored the cold gaze of the skinny old man, glanced at the other saint-level experts around him, yawned, and said lazily, "I tell you, old people, it's getting late now. I also need to rest. You guys
If you like staying here, then stay here! I'm going to bed first, excuse me!"
Although all the saint-level experts present knew that Zhang Yunfeng must have concealed something, they were all old foxes over fifty years old. They knew very well that even if they asked, Zhang Yunfeng would not necessarily offend them. This guy had the guts to stand in front of tens of thousands of people.
In front of the nobles, no one dared to make a move against such a person until they had a clear understanding of the situation.
The saint-level experts present also knew that they would not be able to ask any questions if they stayed here, so they all rose into the sky. Suddenly, another spectacle appeared in the sky nearby.
Eight rays of purple light and two rays of elemental light appeared at the same time, then flew into the surroundings, looking particularly clear in the dark night sky.
Suddenly, only Zhang Yunfeng, Baroque, Brutz, and old Kony were left next to the small lake.
"Everyone else has left, what are you three doing here?" Zhang Yunfeng glanced at the three old men in front of him and said angrily, "I only have one-third of an acre of land here, and there doesn't seem to be anything special about it.
It would be better for you three to go back to bed early than to stay in my house and drink the northwest wind!"
"We both care about you and that's why we stayed here. Otherwise, who would want to stay here in the middle of the night? You really think we have nothing to do." Baroque said, blowing his beard and staring.
"Who wants you to care? Could it be that you have some intention towards me?" Zhang Yunfeng suddenly felt like Little Red Riding Hood who had met the big bad wolf, trembling, and his hands were protecting his private parts intentionally or unintentionally.
"Holy shit!"
Upon seeing this, Bruce and Baroque raised their middle fingers at Zhang Yunfeng.
That cry was really impassioned, passionate, and overwhelming.
Bruce glared at Zhang Yunfeng, and then said: "What can we do to you? If we didn't expect you to participate in the competition, I would have beaten you to death..."
Rolling his eyes, Zhang Yunfeng ignored them and looked at Old Kony and asked, "Then, Marshal, why haven't you left yet? You don't care about me, do you? It seems like this is the first time that you and I have met.
."
"Haha! Boy, you and I are quite good at each other. I like your character very much." Old Kony smiled heartily; "To be honest, I stayed here because I wanted to negotiate a deal with you. I didn't know you
Not interested."
"Business?" Zhang Yunfeng raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "I wonder if the Marshal has any business to take care of me?"
Old Kony didn't show any pretense and directly expressed his thoughts: "I want your 'Wings of Wind', the more the better. It's best to equip every soldier with one." As an excellent soldier,
General, he knows very well the importance of the 'Wings of Wind' to soldiers and wars. Old Kony will naturally not let go of this kind of alchemy prop that may affect the victory or defeat of a battle.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid the Marshal and I can't make this deal." Zhang Yunfeng chuckled.
"Why do you say this deal can't be done? Do you look down on me? You don't want to do this deal with me." Old Kony said in a bad tone.
"No, no!" Zhang Yunfeng said quickly; "It's not that I don't want to sell it, but I'm afraid that the Marshal can't afford it."
"You underestimate me, Corny Lieutenant! How many gold coins do you want?" Old Corny said with confidence. Although he has been in seclusion during this period and does not know much about the outside world. But just now
He had already asked other friends about Zhang Yunfeng. In his opinion, an upstart like Zhang Yunfeng who had just arrived in Combeda did not have a very high concept of gold coins. A few hundred thousand gold coins would be as high as the sky.
"Only 30,000 gold coins! Not much, no..." Old Kony laughed out loud at first, but when he thought about it carefully, his expression suddenly froze, and then he roared angrily; "Thirty thousand gold coins a piece."
, why don’t you rob it! If the entire empire’s army were equipped with equipment, wouldn’t it cost more than 30 billion gold coins?”
Now Old Cornico is really angry. You know, the tax revenue of the entire Rockwell Empire is only about 300 to 400 million gold coins a year. At 30 billion gold coins, that is almost as much as the Rockwell Empire.
It would take hundreds of years of tax revenue to collect it. However, the empire's tax revenue has always been based on the balance of payments stage, so how can it come up with such a large number of gold coins? This is not an obvious trick on him.
"Marshal, you are wronged!" Zhang Yunfeng said pretending to be aggrieved; "The whole price of Combeda is the same. If you don't believe me, just ask any nobleman on the street."
"I'm talking about Earl Yunfeng, as a member of the Rockwell Empire, especially as a nobleman personally ennobled by His Majesty, you should contribute your own strength to the empire! At this time, you are still holding such a high honor.
What are your intentions in extracting military expenditures from the empire at high prices?" Lao Kony skillfully brought out the country's justice, wielding a stick of justice, using both soft and hard tactics, and questioned Zhang Yunfeng.
"Damn, whoever told me that soldiers are the least able to play tricks on me before, I will definitely kill him alive when I think about it. The old man in front of me is definitely a politician among politicians. He is no less generous than Letiwin, the right-wing prime minister.
He is still a majestic military marshal, what a heck."
Zhang Yunfeng cursed secretly in his heart, but his face still had the same resentment as Dou E, and he said pitifully: "Sir, your Majesty is also aware of the price, but your Majesty has never said anything wrong!" His subtext
That is, even Austin, the king of a country, has not interfered. How can you, the general of the army, take care of it? You have nothing to do and nothing to do when you have enough to eat. Do you think your authority is better than that of Austin?
Is Ding the emperor?
When Old Corny heard this, the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch violently, and he thought to himself, "What a sharp-tongued boy, and he still lifts Austin to suppress me. If I continue to pester him, he will be contemptuous of His Majesty's authority, and even...
The following offender, once this hat is buckled, no matter how powerful I am, I will still be suppressed, and even the family will be plunged into a situation that is beyond redemption.
Zhang Yunfeng ignored them and walked straight to the attic not far away. After the battle just now, both his strength and spirit were extremely exhausted, and he urgently needed to cultivate.
This night is destined to be restless.
Jasmine Auction House.
Archie and the fat Hannibal were in the office, reviewing the latest accounts.
While flipping through the account book, Ai Qier said softly, "Father, I heard that the underground union recently posted a bounty mission, asking for the 'Wings of Wind' alchemy secret that Brother Yunfeng gave us for auction. We
Do you want to send someone to protect Brother Yunfeng?"
"Haha, it seems that our Ai Qier is finally attracted. She calls her Yunfeng brother and calls her so affectionate that even I, the father, would be jealous." Hannibal said with a smile.
Aiqier's pretty face was suddenly dyed with an intoxicating blush, and a sunny face could not help but appear in her mind. But when she thought that her father was by her side, she quickly put aside her reverie and said seriously: "From the account
Judging from the above, the reason why our auction house's profits have increased so much recently is all because of the hot sales of 'Wings of Wind'. Once the alchemy secrets of 'Wings of Wind' are stolen and then sold in large quantities, then
Our exclusive advantage will be lost, and it will even affect the auction house's normal business, which has to be considered."
When Hannibal heard this, he also put away the laughter on his face and said seriously: "My dear daughter, you are talking about one aspect, but what I am more interested in knowing is who is publishing the news in the underground union?
For this bounty mission, I think that person might be coming after us."
"If they came for us, then who else could it be?" Aiqier said with a sweet smile; "Apart from my two dear uncles and second uncle, who else would target us like this? I just don't know.
That one just posted it."
A side hall of the Royal Palace in the Central District of Combeda.
Although it was late at night, the lights in the side hall were brightly lit, and the light from the magic lamp made the dim side hall as bright as day.
Under the light, Austin continued to review the information sent back from various places.
"Crack!"
The door to the side hall suddenly opened, and an old man in gray robe pushed the door open and walked in quickly.
Austin didn't even raise his head. He continued to stare at the desk and asked lightly, "Hank, what's the matter?"
He knew that except for Hank, the ANBU leader in charge of imperial intelligence, there was no one else in the palace who could enter the side hall without asking permission.
"Your Majesty, two strong elemental fluctuations suddenly appeared in Dongcheng District just now. According to the estimates of other holy magisters, they should be two level nine magics."
"Where?" Austin finally moved his eyes away from the desk, and his eyes fell on Hank not far away.
Ninth-level magic is not common. A ninth-level magic can even seriously injure an ordinary saint-level powerhouse. Of course, Austin has to care about these things, and the place where magic appears is still in the imperial capital, so he cannot handle it without caution.
"In a mansion near the Royal Academy of Magical Martial Arts, when the ANBU members rushed to the area where the magic was released, they found a sword master chasing Count Zhang Yunfeng. The two level nine magics were probably released by Count Zhang Yunfeng in order to resist the sword master."
Hank said truthfully.
"It's Zhang Yunfeng again!" Austin tugged on the royal robe and said helplessly; "Zhang Yunfeng really can't make me worry! He beat Sacra as soon as he arrived at Combeda, and he failed.
Kenneth was so angry that he fainted again for a few days. Couldn't he calm down for a while and let me live a quiet life?"
In a secret room in the southern part of Combeda.
A man in white robe looked at the shattered ball on the table in front of him, with an enigmatic smile on his face. "It seems that the mission has failed. Even the mid-level sword master can't deal with it. It seems that I can still
I really underestimate him, no wonder he can destroy the good things of the organization."
"Zhang Yunfeng! Zhang Yunfeng, I really want to know how long you can live." The man in white robe murmured.