"An ambush was set up against you?" Ye Chunyang raised his eyes, a little incredulous: "As far as I know, at present, it seems that there is only a new Supreme Killer, and the killer Ming Feng will let the Martial Spirit Hall confront it head-on." ”

Zhuo Tianfan smiled: "I am Ming Feng." Supreme, Ming Feng. ”

The eyes of the scallion widened exaggeratedly, and his face was in disbelief: "Killer Mingfeng, brother, don't cheat the puppet, the puppet will not give the green onion a drop." You are the Supreme Ming Feng of the Bloody Battlefield Martial King?"

Smiling and nodding, Zhuo Tianfan's face also had a hint of surprise: "Didn't Uncle Seventh tell you? ”

Ye Chunyang's face immediately showed such an expression, and said with a smile: "Wow, this old man is so bitter, no wonder he smiled so happily when he heard that the killer Ming Feng was a bloody martial king, and he had achieved fame in nine deaths." When I asked him at that time, the old bat actually asked me, "Are you not happy that the Earth Warrior King is dead?"

"That's it, Uncle Seven smiled like a trumpet flower that day, one pleat after another. That day, I grabbed a green onion to eat with my puppet, which is really despicable. "Thinking of the events of that day, the big green onion is angry.

Zhuo Tianfan smiled slightly: "Is Seventh Uncle okay?"

"Well, just like you, if you have nothing to do, you will go out and beat up the people of the Martial Spirit Palace, but the seventh uncle is not as domineering as your brother, he doesn't dare to go to the Martial King or anything. The scallion rushed.

Zhuo Tianfan's heart gushed out a warm current, from childhood to adulthood, except for Yinshan, it was the seventh uncle who was closest to him, and now Yinshan didn't know where to go, his heart suddenly felt sour: "Is there any news about Yinshan?"

"Not yet. I'm sorry, but it's my fault. Ye Chunyang lowered his arrogant head, no matter how majestic he Ye Chunyang was outside, but for the Zhuo family, he always felt guilty from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that back then, Master Zhuo Aoran had won a large number of pills for himself, and he also pointed out himself from time to time, it was really unknown whether he could reach the point where he is now. And in that battle, he actually retreated, although the master did not blame himself, but his heart could never forgive himself.

Zhuo Tianfan suddenly said strangely: "Uncle Ye, what is the strength of you, the seventh uncle, and the third uncle?"

"Ten levels and three orders, now I am still stuck in the tenth level and one order. With a tenth-level internal force, it is too difficult to improve. Ye Chunyang paused: "The third child should be similar to me now, the strength of the seventh child, hey......"

Zhuo Tianfan was shocked in his heart, and seemed to expect something bad to happen: "Seventh Uncle, what's wrong with him?"

"Lao Qi's talent is the strongest among us, perhaps, looking at the entire Six Fingers Continent, Lao Qi's talent should be enough to rank in the top ten. In that battle back then, although Lao Qi didn't say anything, just thinking about it, you can know how much the consumption will be with the demon beast group and the law enforcement team that you want to escape from the Wuhun Palace, as well as the attack of the pharaoh group. ”

"I feel that Lao Qi's strength has stagnated, even if all these years have passed, Lao Qi's strength is still staying, and there is no progress at all. Perhaps, this is also his willingness to change his appearance. ”

"After all, he could no longer be promoted to the Martial God, so that the most beautiful man in the Six Fingers Continent that year, the Blood Bat Huo Xiaoyao lost the motivation to forge ahead. Now he is no longer the strange man who dominates the world and is not in the eyes of the Martial Spirit Palace, but the old servant of your Zhuo family, a fire master who lurks in Aoxue Mountain Villa and raises you. ”

"Old Seven, this strong man who has the best chance of impacting the Martial God in addition to your father should have injured his muscles and veins in that battle and could not repair it, so his strength would be so stagnant. ”

As Ye Chunyang spoke, Zhuo Tianfan's eyes were moist, tears slid down his cheeks, and he murmured: "Seventh Uncle......"

Pay, this is Uncle Seven's dedication to the Zhuo family.

The current Seventh Uncle looks like a lonely old man who will fall to the ground and die at any time, where can he see a little chic and handsome appearance, a tenth-level Martial Emperor, in order to take care of himself, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Palace, he is actually hiding, disguised as the most ordinary fire master, and even Ouyang Crazy Leopard was disdainful when he saw him.

Zhuo Tianfan's heart hurt, his tears were gurgling, and he swore in his heart that he must heal the seventh uncle's injury.

"Old Seven, maybe no one knows. But twenty years ago, when it came to the blood bat Huo Xiaoyao, who didn't know, who didn't know?" Ye Chunyang's voice was full of endless pity, and he sighed: "Hey, how can I tell you these things." Master, don't take it to heart, since Lao Qi doesn't tell you, there must be a reason for him, but I'm too talkative. ”

Zhuo Tianfan hurriedly shook his head, his eyes filled with tears: "Uncle Ye, thank you for telling me these things." ”

The big green onion suddenly interjected: "Teacher, why are you so strong, and you are still afraid of the Martial Spirit Hall of a ball? Damn, you are the four tenth-level Martial Emperors, plus the even brother and father, this excitement is not to turn the Martial Spirit Hall over and become a king?"

Zhuo Tianfan also pricked up his ears, yes, such a configuration is not worse than the Martial Spirit Hall at all.

Ye Chunyang gently touched the sun**, as if he was considering whether he should tell them about this dusty thing, and frowned: "The foundation of the Martial Spirit Hall is not as simple as you imagined. The current Martial Spirit Palace, it seems that under the hall master, there are still the head of the law enforcement team, the Tianwu King, the head of the demon beast flurry team, the four elders and the top ten generals. But what I can tell you is that these are just the surface configurations of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the strength behind the scenes is not at all exquisite. Now, the ten generals who died in the battle of Aoxue Mountain Villa have been rescheduled, and the new ten generals have filled the vacancies, and the Demon Beast Flurry Team will definitely follow the new Earth Warrior King again, and even the Fire Elder who has just died in battle will find a suitable successor in the shortest possible time. There is no shortage of strong people in the Wuhun Palace, and it is full of all kinds of political relations. Back then, the King of Diwu took refuge in the Wuhun Palace, and the hall master rewarded him with a cold spear, which was precisely because he took a fancy to the crazy battle of the Diwu King**, not that the strength of the Diwu King can really be ranked third in the Wuhun Palace, but that the Diwu King was willing to work hard for the Wuhun Palace, and was willing to fight and kill regardless of the hard work. This is the executor that Wuhun Hall wants. The Earth Warrior King is an obedient sword, as long as the order is directed, the blade will be mercilessly slashed at the opponent of the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

Zhuo Tianfan nodded lightly, the shock in his heart was self-evident, in such a short period of time, the Martial Spirit Hall could replenish powerhouses like the Ten Battle Generals and the Earth Martial King, such an organization was terrifying just thinking about it.

"Another point is that the mother of Xue Yan that day was the holy daughter of the Wuhun Palace, and the mother of Xue Yan, who grew up in the Wuhun Hall since childhood, has the most compassionate heart in the world, and her soft care can melt all the ice. Even in that case, the master mother didn't want the old master to meet with the Wuhun Palace, because in that case, not only my Ye family, but also the Chen family of the third Chen Yongzhou, under such a battlefield, thousands of civilians would be affected. And all this will still end with the destruction of our side and the tragic victory of the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

Ye Chunyang continued: "I still remember the words of the master mother, she said, don't affect the stability of the world because of the two of us, if the blood really flows, then I, Xueyan and Aoran, will become sinners through the ages." ”

The big scallion's eyes were shining, and he sighed: "Brother, you have a good mother." ”

Zhuo Tianfan sighed softly in his heart: "Mom-"

Ye Chunyang said: "Master, come on, if it is said that the Martial Soul Hall will give up the war because of this, then since the Martial Soul Hall is crazy to expand now, if the Martial Soul Hall is really secretly cultivating the Black Martial Soul, then I believe that even if the master mother is here, she will resolutely oppose it." The gentle mistress is a strong strange woman. ”

Zhuo Tianfan nodded solemnly, his face was cold: "Even if I step on the Six Fingers Continent, I will definitely rescue my mother!"

Ye Chunyang's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "Even though the master of the year was arrogant, he lacked the coldness of this slaughter. Perhaps, if it were Tianfan, the master would not have to suffer so much back then. ”

The big green onion chewed a bite of the green onion, and suddenly smiled: "Brother, how do you know that the even green onion is similar to the seventh-level elixir?"

Zhuo Tianfan smiled: "I am an alchemist, a heavenly pill master. ”

"Are you a Tiandan Master?" The big green onion and Ye Chunyang fell in surprise, looking at the handsome man in front of him in disbelief, with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look like he was lying.

"Brother, are you a human wow?" The big scallion was helpless, he thought that he was already the number one genius in heaven and earth, until he met Zhuo Tianfan, it was okay to be defeated by him at the beginning, but now all these years have passed, and when they first met, they saw Zhuo Tianfan exerting great might, and fighting with the fire dragon of the fire elder in the dark, the strength of the tyrant had already scared him, and now he is still a high-level alchemist, this is not an ordinary fucking alchemist, but also a Tiandan master who can refine the Heavenly Dao pill.

Zhuo Tianfan nodded and said, "I'm going to participate in the alchemy competition." ”

Ye Chunyang exclaimed: "No, that is the territory of the Martial Spirit Palace, if you are found to be Ming Feng, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Zhuo Tianfan smiled: "Don't worry, no one will know who I am." No one has ever seen me in real terms. He paused, "And I have a reason why I can't fly." I want to gain the trust of Elder Yao, and for my broken arm, I need a medicinal herb, Xuanyue Yao Flower. ”

Ye Chunyang showed a glimmer of surprise: "Master, your arm is okay...... Pick it up?"

"If there is a Xuanyue Yaohua, maybe there is still a chance. Zhuo Tianfan himself didn't know, after all, almost ten years have passed now, even if it is Xiaocai's medical skills, it is really unknown whether he can get the broken arm back.

And the impact of the broken arm also made Zhuo Tianfan feel painful, if he could use his left and right hands, then he might not have to be so embarrassed when fighting against the Fire Elder, when he attacked, with his left arm, his combat effectiveness would also be greatly improved.

"I'll go with you. Ye Chunyang said.

"No, if there are too many people, you may be discovered, when you followed my father, maybe you were already on the blacklist of the Martial Spirit Palace, and besides, I have a more important thing to trouble Uncle Ye. Zhuo Tianfan said.

Ye Chunyang said with a smile: "No trouble, no trouble, master, please say." ”

Zhuo Tianfan said: "Uncle Ye, I want to ask you to help me train as a newcomer." Now Grandpa Huo, the Wolf Fang Supreme of the Shadow Hall, has promised to help me fight against the Martial Spirit Hall together, but I think it is up to us to help him train the newcomer, after all, this can quickly improve the killer's immediate combat power. Although killers are useless in regular large-scale warfare, there are countless changes to the growth of tactics, especially for the assassination of some masters, which will change the battlefield qualitatively. ”

"Yes, the killer can not only be used as an assassin on the battlefield, but also as a wind medium, that is, a spy. Assassins are particularly adept at concealment, and have an almost innate instinct for information. Of course, if the killer is hidden in the army, assassinating some generals will also change the situation of the entire battlefield, and it is a very useful method to capture the thief and capture the king first. Ye Chunyang nodded.

Zhuo Tianfan said happily: "So, Uncle Ye, did you agree?"

Ye Chunyang laughed and said: "No, no, no, I can't do this, I'm a good hand at business, but I really don't know anything about this assassin." You're looking for the wrong person. ”

"Looking for the wrong person?" Zhuo Tianfan frowned.

Ye Chunyang said with a smile: "This kind of thing should go to your seventh uncle." Back then, Lao Qi was known for his killing art, and he was also known as the four major murder kings in the world along with the proud smile of Red Leaves, the wind-breaking Northern Underworld War and the Huo Dao Hall of the Shadow Hall. The seventh child back then was a killer who couldn't be hired by all killer organizations at a high price. In the end, Lao Qi has been in various organizations for a while, and the blood bat is Lao Qi's code name back then. It wasn't until everyone heard about the Blood Bat that Lao Qi finally got tired of being a killer and began to travel in the Six Fingers Continent, and finally achieved the prestige of the Blood Bat Huo Yao. And in almost all killer organizations, there are legends about blood bats. The people in the industry are in awe and respectfully call him the old instructor. ”

"Old instructor?" Zhuo Tianfan's eyes lit up, and at this moment, he finally understood why the anger of the Qinglong-level killer back then was afraid of being like that when he saw the seventh uncle, his heart moved slightly: "I really want to see what kind of killing method can be called art." ”

Ye Chunyang said: "Don't worry, there is a chance." ”

The big head green onion smiled and said: "Teacher, if you go back, even accompany the puppet brother to see what the alchemy master is, hehe, it should be much easier to help him." ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. Ye Chunyang couldn't think of any other good way for a while.

"By the way, Uncle Ye, you just said that you are good at business, then can you ask Uncle Ye to do his best to do business well, and strive to obtain the most economic benefits as soon as possible, in the future, if we want to fight against the Martial Spirit Palace, the silver knife will definitely be squandered like a tide." Although I have never participated in a war, I have heard that war is actually a burning of money, and whoever has more money has better equipment, and the greater the probability of victory. Zhuo Tianfan said.

Ye Chunyang said with a smile: "That's the case, indeed, war is burning money." Don't worry, I'll do my best. ”

Wuhun Palace, a huge palace of tens of thousands of hectares of Wuhun Palace, golden and brilliant pillars, countless pillars stand up to support the canopy, and the huge canopy glazed tiles look so magnificent.

The city gate was so heavily guarded, and eight men with black qi were guarding outside the city gate, their waists were very straight, and their whole bodies were full of solid muscles, like wolves and tigers.

In one of the rooms inside, countless wooden signs were densely placed, and just now, a sign shattered, and the broken sign read, "Elder, fire." ”

The little boy ran out like a wind, his legs kept trembling, it seemed that in the past few years, every little boy who guarded had not ended well, and it was a brand that was broken at every turn, it seemed that in addition to the hall master, the Heavenly Martial King also had three elders, and in the past ten years, the high-level personnel of the Martial Spirit Hall have been changed.

And every time such a person dies, the boy on guard dies.

His figure flew through the corridor, and by the time he reached the main hall, he was out of breath, and he was blowing with a sigh: "Report-"

His voice stopped abruptly, but his head exploded instantly, his body fell on the spot, and a bloody black-spotted tiger suddenly appeared in the air, its whole body was black, among them, the black stripes exuded a scorching cold light, and the markings showed its kingly spirit, and the forehead was three horizontal and one vertical to form a domineering "king" character.

The blood basin opened its mouth with a roar, its sharp fangs were the size of an adult's palm, its huge claws held down the corpse, opened its mouth and swallowed the child's entire body directly, licking up the blood on the ground, the black tiger quietly entered from the door, and in its mouth, there was already a small brand.

The huge body is docile like a kitten, lying quietly on a snow-white carpet, a black boot stepping on its body, the slender white calves are smooth and smooth, like exquisite ivory revealing a charming brilliance, the boots gently plucked the soft and smooth long hair on its body, the black tiger snorted softly, and lay down quietly.

The strange beast that was very domineering just now, but at this time it is as quiet and well-behaved as a pet.

"The black tiger seems to be more psychic. A rough voice suddenly came out, the sound came from a man, this is a tall man two meters away, the streamlined body is like a cheetah, he is wearing a gray robe, the whole person is lying on a leopard skin bench so casually, his body exudes a lazy smell, his eyes are half-squinted, but still can't hide the domineering spirit of his whole body, although the solid muscles are covered under the clothes, but still can't completely cover the murderous aura emanating from his body, and the sharp aura is like a knife at will。

is not angry but mighty, mediocre is magical, and timeless is domineering.

The black tiger let out a dull snort slightly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the momentum that the man exuded.

"Xiao Hei, be good-" I heard the extremely female voice, and up along the calf, it was a slender and sturdy thigh, and over the wonderful figure that was also wonderful to the peak, a pretty face like a flower appeared.

Her face is so impeccable, the smooth skin is so good, the slender eyelashes are as bright as the stars and the eyes are so wise, her whole face is so moving, the graceful body exudes an aristocratic atmosphere, generous and good-looking, she even has long sky blue hair, which illuminates her snow-white neck is even more charming.

Although she doesn't seem to be as young as a little girl, her whole body exudes a mature aristocratic temperament, like a dream, beautiful like a fairy.

Her hair, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her mouth, everything about her was so beautiful, so luxurious.

The woman frowned slightly, but it didn't hinder the charm: "Elder Huo is also dead, this Ming Feng has grown to such a point?"

The half-closed eyes of the tall man in the audience flashed with a layer of light: "According to the investigation, this person started to register twelve years ago, when he should have been only five years old, and his characteristics are written, martial spirit, changeable." ”

"Haha, are you kidding me? Five years old? You mean, the current Ming Feng is only seventeen years old, can a seventeen-year-old child really reach the point of killing a tenth-level Martial Emperor?" the woman stretched out a green white jade-like finger and gently tapped the jade table beside her, making a thumping sound.

"I'm sure there won't be any problems with my investigation. You say, is it because of the presence of a tenth-level Martial Emperor by his side? A seventeen-year-old child, even if he lent him a holy weapon, it shouldn't be possible to kill the Dead Martial Emperor, right?" The tall man's face was like steel, and his voice was so strong.

"Elder Yao, can you really create a miracle of the Black Martial Soul?" The woman suddenly changed the topic, and Qi Feng suddenly appeared.

"This is the secret of my Martial Spirit Palace, and it must not be easily leaked. Black Martial Soul, I hope so, but Elder Yao's time is running out, five years, I think, with Elder Yao's strength, within five years, he should be able to create a strong Black Martial Soul Legion. The man said.

"Hey, such a big Martial Spirit Hall is really nerve-wracking. The woman's voice sighed slightly: "The voice of the old monsters rebelling is getting louder and louder, if you don't create a little achievement, I'm afraid it's really going to be against the sky." ”

"Xueyan, you have worked hard all these years. The man opened his mouth.

The woman had bright eyes and bright teeth, and she was Zhuo Tianfan's biological mother, but now she didn't make any moves, but just glanced at the man with some resentment in her eyes: "Xiaotian, it's been so many years...... Aren't you willing to give up?"

The man's face changed slightly: "Xueyan, if there was no such thing back then, would you still choose Zhuo Aoran?"

"Zhuo Aoran, proudly, proudly......" Unconsciously, in her soft whisper, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, her hand gently pressed against her chin, tilted her neck and fell into contemplation, but on her face, there was tenderness, which was a happy look.

The corners of her mouth gently rippled a beautiful arc, and her heart was slightly sour: "Tianfan, if you are still alive, you should be seventeen years old." ”

"You still can't forget him. King Tianwu felt a pain in his heart, snorted, and then stood up, and said in a low voice: "This time, let me help you solve Ming Feng first." ”

His gaze turned away, but the woman's eyes peeked into the void, the whole person looked so sweet, coordinated like a painting, quiet, under her gentle and quiet temperament, even the black tiger under her feet no longer had the slightest movement.

King Tianwu's eyes were extremely deep, a touch of ** love bloomed under his eyes, his fingers turned white, and he snorted coldly in his mouth: "Ming Feng." ”

All his anger rose, if it weren't for Ming Feng, maybe he wouldn't have talked about Zhuo Aoran.

(End of chapter)