Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ling Feng and Huang Bo traveled day and night, in the dust.

On this day, he finally arrived at Ling Nan City.

As the economic, military and cultural center of the Southern Wilderness, its liveliness can be seen.

Ling Feng looked at the tall city wall in front of him, and his heart jumped.

"I can finally see my father!".

Turning over and dismounting, with the bustling crowd, Ling Feng and Huang Bo walked into the city.

The wide streets are not as lively as Ling Feng imagined.

In their place were patrol soldiers everywhere.

"What the hell is going on here?".

"The people of the city have a cautious expression on their faces. ”。

Ling Feng was puzzled, and then found someone along the way and handed over the silver.

"This eldest brother, we came here to admire the reputation of the king of Zhennan, and I heard that he is very good to the people, but now this... ”。

Ling Feng pointed to the soldiers patrolling the street. "Is there something going on here?".

"The prince is naturally very good!" passers-by took the silver, looked carefully at the soldiers patrolling around, and then said: "But unfortunately, the prince was assassinated a few days ago!"

"What?".

Hearing the news of his father, a wave of anger filled his head, and Ling Feng's whole person was angry.

"Bold! Dare to commit murder in broad daylight!".

The sergeant on patrol came quickly, and the leader shouted loudly. "Grab me!".

"Haha, this kid has a kind!".

"Hmph! just stupid!".

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Ling Feng didn't listen to a word of the discussions of the people around him, and his mind was full of the words of passers-by.

"The prince is assassinated! The prince is assassinated!".

Ling Feng's momentum was released, and he brutally smashed through the encirclement, and his body was like a flocculent, and he floated towards the City Lord's Mansion at great speed.

"If anything happens to my father, whoever it is, I will crush you to ashes!"

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In a neat house, the rich medicinal fragrance fills the space.

Ling Feng stood on the edge of the soft bed, calmly looking at his father's pale face, about a stick of incense, Ling Feng exhaled deeply, and asked hoarsely.

"Tell me the whole thing as it is!"

After the deputy general finished speaking, Ling Feng was silent for a moment, "Have you found out where these people are coming from?"

"Shizi, it's been found out, it's ... It's some mountain gate people!". There was a pause. "But only the people from Xuantianmen are missing!".

"Xuantianmen!".

Ling Feng smiled coldly. "The first sect in the Southern Wilderness, they will calculate!".

Since the death of the first emperor, the mountain gate and the imperial court have become strangers.

"What kind of madness did this time, you would do this!".

As for Xuantianmen not participating, they must also know that their father has been deterring the Southern Wilderness for more than 20 years, so he naturally has a background.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Feng explained to the deputy general and asked him to retreat and prepare.

The night was dark and dark clouds were overhead.

Suddenly, a skyrocketing fire, like fireworks, lit up the night sky.

"Arrest the assassins! Protect the prince! Assassination!".

The silence of the night was shattered, and teams of soldiers carried torches and searched the streets carefully.

In the south of the city, in a low house, the figure of a person is shaking.

"Isn't it time for the next move?

"My protégé didn't make a move, I can guarantee that!"

"Me too!"

"So what the hell is going on?".

"Don't make any noise,"

An old man with a gray beard shouted. "No matter what happens, we must not let ourselves get carried away. ”。 After a pause. "My biggest concern right now is whether someone is deliberately targeting us!"

"Against, it must be Xuantianmen!

"That's right, otherwise why is he the only one missing this time, the Xuantianmen family!"

Everyone was gossiping and saying everything, and at this time, a sneer suddenly appeared.

"Hmph, Xuantianmen is loyal to the imperial court, how can he be in the company of villains like you!"

"Sure enough, they are behind it!".

"You're smart, but it's too late!". Ling Feng sneered, "Tonight is the day you will die!"

"Kill!".

After Ling Feng finished speaking, one rocket after another shot into the house, instantly bursting into flames and screaming again and again.

"Xuantian thief, you actually colluded with the imperial court!".

"Let's split up and spread the news and let the sect avenge us!"

Ling Fengli also ignored everyone's screams and wails, his purpose this time was very clear.

One is to pull the Xuantian Gate into the water, and the other is to establish power for the Zhennan Palace.

Only by beating the opponent down at one time, so that he will always have your shadow in his heart in the future, this is the best policy.

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"Shizi, deliberately let a few people go according to your orders!".

Ling Feng nodded lightly, these people are from different sects, and when the time comes, all of them will be the same, and now the Xuantian Gate will be like yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants, not but either!

"What about the casualties among the soldiers?".

"It's all minor injuries, don't worry!".

Ling Feng understood that group battle cultivators might not be able to take advantage, firstly, there would always be a time when the spiritual power would be exhausted, and secondly, those who could join the army, their bodies had already been refined to the extreme.

Nodding, Ling Feng said again. "From tomorrow onwards, you will spend more time in and out of the city, and you will decide how many people you need."

After a pause, Ling Feng said solemnly. "Find out where all the cultivators have settled, and I'll deal with them one by one!"

"Also, you will have more snacks in the future, I don't want my father to encounter such a situation again!".

After speaking, Ling Feng left, and the deputy general raised his head cautiously, looking at Ling Feng's back, he couldn't help but feel a spirit.

"How can you face the pressure of the prince more than the prince!".

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The next half moon is definitely a nightmare for the South Barren Mountain Gate.

The army under the command of the king of Zhennan was frequently dispatched, and from time to time it was bloody.

Everyone understands that this is revenge, bloody revenge.

The dignified King of Zhennan, in less than a month, was assassinated twice, which is simply a slap in the face!

Although everyone was sad and angry, they could only grit their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs, and they could only vent their anger on the head of the "Xuantianmen".

Ling Feng was indifferent to these, he believed that if this situation continued, Xuantianmen would definitely come to see him.

After all, ants bite elephants to death, Xuantianmen naturally understands this truth!

Interest is the eternal theme, and in its current form, Xuantianmen has to be on its side.

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After half a month of training, Ling Feng's body became stronger and stronger, and his body was full of a fierce momentum.

is like a bloodthirsty beast, and the sense of oppression is getting heavier and heavier.

Back at the mansion, Ling Feng first went to visit his father, and then returned to his residence.

After washing, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, constantly adjusting the rhythm of breathing。。。。。。

"Let's get started! Cultivation is the foundation after all!".

Ling Feng has always believed that no matter the conspiracy, in the face of absolute power, it is a paper tiger and vulnerable!

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Time passed slowly, Ling Feng's face gradually turned pale, sweat dripped, and his facial features twisted into a ball of pain.

In its dantian, the spiritual power is like a stream, more and more abundant.

After a long roar, Ling Feng's handprint changed continuously, and his expression gradually relaxed.

Opening his eyes, Ling Feng thought thoughtfully, from a spirit master to a spirit master, it was not only the increase in spiritual power, but more importantly, the great increase in its condensation.

This is like a ball of air, which occupies a lot of space, but when compressed, it is essentially a ball of air, but it occupies a lot less space than before.

The palm of his hand was raised flat, and a trace of spiritual power was visible to the naked eye, and under Ling Feng's manipulation, it was constantly changing various shapes.

"Spiritual Power Blade" is the basic criterion for judging whether a cultivator is an advanced spiritual master.

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On this day, Ling Feng was taking care of his father, and the guard outside the door reported.

"Shizi, Elder Yang of Xuantianmen asks to see you!"

Ling Feng smiled lightly. "It's time for him to come!".