After hearing from Fei Jun's mouth that Yunchen was the royal family of the Yue Clan, many people had not confirmed the reliability of this statement, so they began to secretly contact and spread the news.

Yun Chen looked at the bare hilt of the sword that was still in his hand, his eyes moved to the young man's body, and said, "If you delay this matter, if you go back and know about it, you will probably be skinned, right?"

The young man's mouth trembled slightly, from the time Fei Jun recognized the broken sword, he knew that the seemingly ordinary broken sword was by no means as simple as he thought. When he heard Yunchen's words again, his heart was slightly cold, and he forced out a sentence, saying: "I have already told you, if there is anything to tell me, it is you who don't listen, even if there is really something important that is delayed because of this, it is your responsibility!"

The young man was a little apprehensive in his heart, he was really a little scared, he was well aware of his master's methods of Zamuhe, although he was quite trusted by Zamuhe, but if something really angered Zamuhe, the consequences would be unpredictable, so he wanted to put the responsibility on Yunchen's head first, and then he could have another set of explanations in front of Zamuhe.

"What kind of big deal can be delayed in such a little time? Let's hurry up and ask for a venerable teacher. Seeing the young man's worried expression, Yunchen said lightly.

The young man's expression was slightly gloomy, and he turned around and left without saying a word.

"Boy, I just want to know the whereabouts of that little in Minglan, as long as you say it, I will never embarrass you!" Fei Jun said in a deep voice, knowing some things about Yunchen, he didn't want to push Yunchen too hard, and took the initiative to give a step, guaranteeing that as long as Yunchen cooperated, he would never make it difficult.

"Senior, I don't care what grievances you have with Minglan, as for where she is, it's up to you to find it yourself, I won't say. Yunchen still maintained his original attitude.

Fei Jun snorted slightly, he was a master in his hall, and he had already taken the initiative to step down for Yunchen, Yunchen was still so ignorant, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and said, "Boy, you don't eat toast, eat punishment wine, right?"

"This cup of fine wine, it depends on whether the seniors give it or not!" Yunchen's heart was horizontal, his hand shook slightly, and the Wind King Order flashed from his hand, which was enough for Fei Jun to see clearly.

"Wind ...... Wind King Order!" Fei Jun recognized the Wind King Order held by Yun Chen, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly. Even in the same realm, there is a difference in strength, and the strength of the Storm Monarch is definitely stronger than him, and after seeing the Storm Monarch's token, his expression is a little more sluggish.

"I have the royal blood of the Yue Clan...... No matter what I've done, if you hurt and kill me, I'm afraid you're slapping those powerhouses in the True Demon Heaven Domain, right? Also, you should have heard about my affairs with the War Department, besides, the Storm Monarch, Zaper, the sword is not square, and the flower is guarded, I don't know how the strength of these people compares to their predecessors?"

Yunchen has already made up his mind, and if he wants to save himself, he must have a good fox and fake tiger power.

Sure enough, Fei Jun's expression changed greatly. Almost none of the strong people who came out of Yunchen's mouth were weaker than him, and some of them represented forces that could not be ignored.

After being silent for a long time, Fei Jun suddenly sneered: "The people you talked about later have been missing for many years, and it's hard to say if they're still alive, and they want to bluff me just by a name?"

Yunchen chuckled and said, "Senior's mana is all over the sky, how dare I fool you?"

Fei Jun sneered twice and said, "No matter who you move out, I must also know the whereabouts of Minglan, if you don't cooperate, I don't mind letting you taste the bitterness first!"

Fei Jun chuckled coldly, shook the dark bell in his hand, and suddenly more than a dozen battle spirits pounced on Yunchen like hungry tigers.

He didn't mean to want Yunchen to die, the dozen or so battle spirits he used were just Shinto cultivation, he just wanted to force Yunchen.

Yunchen's eyes flashed slightly, the young man had already gone to ask Zamuhe, but he didn't know if Zamuhe in retreat was willing to leave the customs in advance. As for the current situation, the battle spirits of more than ten Divine Dao realms are really not worth mentioning in his eyes.

The existence of the war soul has no self-awareness, and will only fight on instinct, even if it is manipulated by others, it is just like a puppet, and it cannot perfectly exert the strength of its own realm.

Yunchen's only worry is whether Zamuhe will come or not, and when Fei Jun will move seriously. Although he was able to easily deal with the more than ten battle spirits, in order to avoid Fei Jun from making bigger moves, he made a gesture of discouragement and fought with those war spirits in danger.

"The ability is not small, fourteen battle spirits of the same realm can't take you, so what about adding fourteen?"

Obviously, Fei Jun is not a person with particularly good patience, although seeing Yunchen's struggling appearance, it seems that he can't defeat the more than ten battle spirits at any time, and after looking at it for a while, he immediately drove more than ten battle spirits to join the battle circle.

It is said that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Yunchen is deliberately suppressing his strength, and after dozens of rounds, he has received several critical blows one after another, which is not pleasant.

How clever is Fei Jun's eyesight? Yunchen's suppression of his own strength can hide it from him for a while, and after a long time, he will detect some clues.

"Hiding strength in front of my eyes?" With a slight snort, Fei Jun summoned back those Shinto battle spirits who were besieging Yunchen, and instead ordered a supreme battle soul to attack Yunchen.

"I didn't want to kill you, but if you didn't cooperate, I wouldn't bother to waste my tongue. Fei Jun said indifferently, he suddenly changed his mind. Although he was afraid of Yunchen's enigmatic background, and thought about it carefully, Yunchen was just a Shinto creature, his strength was so low, and such a weak guy would die when he died, who else would settle accounts for such a powerful master as an ant coming to him?

Yunchen's expression was solemn, and he retreated one after another under the pursuit of the supreme battle spirit, but this time it was not pretended. After all, the strength of the Supreme Battle Soul was here, and Yunchen's strength had been suppressed in this world, and now in this situation, it was impossible for him to stay any longer.

"Huh......" Fei Jun looked a little surprised, although Yunchen defended more and attacked less under the attack of that supreme battle spirit, and he was at a disadvantage everywhere, but, with his eyesight, he could see that that supreme battle soul might not be able to defeat Yunchen. Yunchen's performance didn't look like an ordinary Shinto powerhouse no matter how you looked at it.

"But I underestimated you......" In a self-muttering voice, Fei Jun manipulated another supreme battle spirit to kill Yunchen through the Dark Bell.

Yunchen's heart was slightly cold, if Zamuhe didn't show up again, he would really be fierce and lucky.

At this time, Yunchen couldn't hide it, and frantically urged the Yin and Yang Life and Death Tribulation, and in the contact with every punch and kick of the two supreme battle souls, with the uniqueness of the Yin and Yang Life and Death Tribulation, every blow could cause huge damage to the two battle souls.

It didn't take long for the soul bodies of the two battle spirits to dim a lot, and Yunchen's body also added a lot of new injuries.

"Capture the source lock!" Although he was a little resistant to this secret technique, Yunchen couldn't take too much care of it at this time. The consumption of fighting with two supreme battle spirits at the same time is too great for himself, and without the replenishment of strength, he will sooner or later be reduced to fish on the chopping board.

The Source Snatching Lock, a secret technique from the exercises written by the Immortal Holy Ancestor, was originally specifically aimed at the soul body, and it was able to seize the power of the opponent's soul origin and turn it into his own use, and now Yunchen used it to deal with these two battle souls, which was really suitable.

"What a clever method!" Fei Jun's eyes lit up, and he praised it, he was actually able to extract the origin power of the soul body and transform it into his own power. If you can master this method, there will be a large number of cultivators who are lower than your own cultivation during the group battle, and those people will simply be equivalent to your own mana storage source.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Fei Jun looked at the black qi chains with two battle spirits wrapped around Yunchen's hands, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he made a decision in his heart, he must get Yunchen's kind of means.

When Fei Jun couldn't hold back and took a few steps in the direction of Yunchen, suddenly, his expression tightened slightly, and he turned his head sharply to look to the left, only to see that there was a middle-aged man with dual swords on his back in that position.

"Zha Muhe ......"

Fei Jun stopped and called out the name of the middle-aged man with the twin swords on his back.

Zamuhe just nodded slightly, glanced at the immortal battle spirit that roared not far away, and narrowed his eyes. From the seven dominant-level battle souls at the highest level of those immortal battle souls, he recognized the origin of these battle souls.

"The ...... of the Underworld" muttered to himself, he glanced at the Dark Bell held by Fei Jun again, and then said softly: "Stop." ”

Stop, in a simple word, it can be understood as a request, but in Zamuhe's light tone, it changes a nature, a request that borders on command.

Fei Jun's face sank, and he said: "Zamuhe, you should know about my festival with that little in Minglan, I want to ask him about the whereabouts of that little, you want to stop me?"

Zamuhe looked at Fei Jun calmly, and said, "You want to find Minglan, it's your business, now, are you trying to stop me?"

Fei Jun laughed angrily and said, "Okay, I have long heard that Zamuhe is domineering, and when I saw it today, it was really so!"

Zamuhe calmly looked at Fei Jun, and with a slight wave of his right hand, two wisps of strong wind struck out, turning the two supreme battle spirits besieging Yunchen into two wisps of light smoke at once.

"Good, good, very good!" Fei Jun smiled angrily and said, "Today, it seems that it is not possible to learn the skills of Taoist friends!"

Zamuhe's gaze moved slightly, swept over a few severed swords on the ground not far away, and said lightly: "Willing to accompany, you know who I am, and you will be the one who you shoot!

Fei Jun's expression froze, he had heard some things about Zamuhe. This man didn't shoot much, and I hadn't heard of him being defeated, and it was rumored that this man was extremely crazy when he fought, he was desperate, and he never retreated, and his opponent either died or escaped......

Originally, he was just pretending, trying to put pressure on Zamuhe, so that Zamuhe would know the difficulty and retreat. It's good to be stuck in the woods, and respond directly to the battle.

If there is not much need, it is not a good thing to go to war with another master to fight to the death. If the strength of the same realm is about the same, it will be impossible to distinguish the winner for a while and a half, and even if the winner is divided, the victor side is likely to pay an unimaginable price for this.

For the sake of a Shinto-level ant, it is simply crazy to have to be the enemy of a master! Fei Jun secretly cursed in his heart, it was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

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