"Your Excellency, Your Highness Buck, the Son of God, is one of Her Royal Highness's admirers of Princess Hilarily, and you have a close relationship with Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily. In the palace, there is news that Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily admires you. Your Highness Buck is afraid that he is dissatisfied with you. In the secret room of the Marquis of Rensa's house, the Marquis of Renza explained to Zhao Feng with a smile. He has lived in the royal capital for a long time, and he has many ears and eyes, so he is naturally very clear and very strange.

"I said that it was only the first time I had met Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily, and it was only a brief conversation, and there was nothing too intimate. In the palace, how could there be news that Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily admires me?" Zhao Feng frowned slightly and said slowly.

"This is naturally a good thing done by Panturo XI. Panturo XI has always disliked His Royal Highness Buck, the son of God, and he also hates you very much. Lord Earl. With the support of the Temple of Flames, His Royal Highness Buck has made a series of immortal feats, and his influence in the Kingdom of Panturo is extremely great. And you, who have already become an earl by virtue of merit at a young age, also fears that such a hero will also make him fearful, for fear that you will replace him in the future. Both you and His Highness Buck were the most hated instability factors of Panturo XI, and he naturally did not want the two of you to befriend. This Princess Hilarily is afraid that she is the nail he has set between you. The Marquis of Lunsar analyzed for Zhao Feng. He didn't want to give Zhao Feng the impression that he was an incompetent person, and the position of chairman of the joint deliberation group of the nobles of the kingdom could also be removed as long as he voted again.

"Doesn't His Highness Buck see such a superficial plan to sow discord?" Zhao Feng frowned and said slowly.

"If you care, you will be chaotic, but I am afraid that His Highness Buck has seen this plan to sow discord. However, there may still be some knots in his heart that have not been resolved. After all, Lord Count, if it weren't for your presence. Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily can only marry Her Highness Buck in the future. The Marquis of Lensa smiled slightly.

"I see!" Zhao Feng nodded.

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Zhao Feng left, returned to his mansion, and summoned Han Bing.

"Han Bing, tonight I am going to the banquet of Buck, the son of the gods, and at the banquet, there may be opponents who may send masters to fight with me. Then I will send you to fight. If the opponent's master is too much stronger than you, you will directly admit defeat. If the opponent's master is weaker than you and has no killing intent, you can let him go. If the opponent's master has the intention of killing, you will kill him for me, and I will bear all the consequences!" Zhao Feng commanded Han Bing. Han Bing is currently the strongest master under his command, and even Saint Pansimine and Saint Panromain are not his opponents.

Although Zhao Feng didn't want to erect Buck as an enemy, it didn't mean that he was afraid of things.

Moreover, even if Saint Pansiman and Saint Pansiman can use the transformation card to disguise Chengren, they are still strong on the bug side after all, and it is okay to kill the strong below level nine. If you don't return to your original posture against a strong person at the same level, you can only bully the guy who has just entered the holy realm.

"Yes, sir!" replied Han Bing.

During the night, a carriage drove into the manor of Buck, the son of the gods, and stopped in front of a villa.

Zhao Feng, St. Pansiman and Han Bing stepped down from the carriage and entered the villa.

"My lord, please let me see your invitation!" As soon as he entered the villa, two young and beautiful maids greeted him, and one of them said to Zhao Feng respectfully.

Zhao Feng handed over the invitation letter.

"It turned out to be Lord Zhao Feng, please come with me!" The round-faced maid took the invitation and glanced at it, and smiled sweetly at Zhao Feng.

The two maids led Zhao Feng and his party to the villa.

Soon, Zhao Feng and his entourage were taken to a banquet hall covered with a beautiful thick carpet and surrounded by crystal magic lamps.

However, this banquet hall was different from the ordinary banquet hall of the Panturo Kingdom, with two low tables on the left and right, and the guests sat on the exquisite carpet.

At this point, there were already three groups of guests sitting between their seats, either drinking a glass of wine or whispering something about something.

As soon as Zhao Feng entered the venue of the banquet, he noticed three of the guests. A middle-aged man of about forty-one or twelve years old, wearing a formal dress, with a faint sense of arrogance in his eyes. Next to this middle-aged man, sat a tiger-backed bear-waisted, nearly two meters tall, with three sword marks on his face, a fierce and extremely fierce ninth-level peak sword saint. The ninth-level peak sword saint Gu Pan was looking forward to it, and a murderous aura rushed into his face, obviously a ruthless character who was as murderous as a person.

A young man of about twenty-six or seventeen years of age, with a slight fat figure and a smile on his face, flashed with a glint in his eyes from time to time. By his side, there were two powerhouses with the peak of the eighth-level Great Sword Master. This young man himself also possessed the cultivation of a seventh-level sword master, and he was a rare genius.

An old man of about 612 years of age, with full gray hair, but very energetic. Beside the old man, sat a middle-aged man of about forty-one or twelve years old with a somewhat cold appearance and eyes like knives. This turned out to be a ninth-level sword master.

As soon as Zhao Feng walked into the venue of the banquet, everyone's eyes were on his group.

The ninth-level peak sword saint beside the middle-aged man looked at the Saint Pansiman and Han Bing, his eyes shrank slightly, and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear, "My lord, those are two Sacred Domain powerhouses. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and then he looked at Zhao Feng carefully.

Under everyone's gaze, two beautiful maids took Zhao Feng to sit down on an empty seat on the right.

"Presumably you are Earl Zhao Feng. I am the head of the Ten Continental Chamber of Commerce, Gracie Chamber of Commerce in the Panturo Kingdom, Harosa! I have heard of your deeds for a long time, but I have never believed that you are so young, you are really a hero. The old man sitting on Zhao Feng's left, Harosa, smiled slightly and took the initiative to say to Zhao Feng.

"Hello, it turned out to be Lord Harosa. I've always heard of the Gracie Chamber of Commerce, and yours has always had a reputation for fair prices. I hope that in the future, we can cooperate with each other. Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

This banquet was originally a place to make connections and meet other people. Although Zhao Feng's combat effectiveness is strong, his connections are still a little weaker than those of the old nobles. Getting acquainted with the Gracie Chamber of Commerce, one of the top ten chambers of commerce in the mainland, was a great help to him, so that he would not be controlled by the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce.

"That's natural!" Harosa was happy in his heart, being able to have a relationship with a powerful nobleman like Zhao Feng was the thing that all the chambers of commerce longed for the most, because it represented a big order. And if something happens, there is a powerful nobleman who can make many things big and small.

"Who are the two over there?" Zhao Feng asked as he looked at the middle-aged man and the rather outstanding young man.

"That one is Ahag Rook, the actual Earl of the House of Rook. Their family has been around for more than a thousand years, and it is said that their fiefdom has approached the marquis. It's just that he hasn't made enough feats, and he hasn't received the title of hereditary marquis. However, their influence in the Panturo Kingdom can be ranked in the top ten, and the background is unfathomable. ”

"That one is the son of Zhao Mingfeng, the minister of the [***] Ministry of the King of Panturo, Zhao Jian! He was originally the deputy commander of the Green Fang Legion in Scali City of Panturo Kingdom, and when he invaded with the orcs, he stood on the side of His Highness Buck, the son of God, and killed the former leader of the Blue Fang Legion who was unfavorable to the enemy, and then repelled the invasion of the orcs with His Highness Buck. He also joined His Highness Buck in the expedition against the insect swarm, made great contributions, and is now a real lord. With the support of His Royal Highness Buck, it should not be difficult for him to become a real baron in the future. Harosa explained to Zhao Feng while showing a slight look of envy.

Although Harosa is the head of the Gracie Chamber of Commerce in the Panturo Kingdom, his identity is only a free man, not a nobleman. Although his family is now doing well under his protection, once he loses this position, or dies, then the social status of his family will plummet. His family's fortune will also become fat in the eyes of those nobles with bad intentions.

At this moment, Buck, the son of God, under the protection of three powerful men, strode in from the outside, sat on the main seat, overlooking the below, and between the expectations, a surging atmosphere rushed to his face, as if he was the master of this world.

"You are Zhao Feng! Yes, you are worthy of killing the person who can kill the son of God. Do you know what a fighting general is?" Buck looked around, his eyes shrank slightly when he looked at the cold ice and Saint Pansiman, and then locked his gaze on Zhao Feng's body, and said with a tiger's eye.

"Fighting generals is the most popular activity among the nobles of the Great Moon Empire among the five major empires on the mainland. At the banquet, the two sides of the fighting generals send their own masters to fight each other for entertainment, which is the fighting general. Zhao Feng said lightly.

"That's right, Zhao Feng, I'll get straight to the point and tell you, Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily is the woman I fancie. I don't want you to touch her. If you promise never to see her, then we are friends. If you pursue her, you are my enemy. I'm inviting you here today, just to know whether you and I are friends or foes!" Buck's eyes were like knives, his momentum was fierce, he stared at Zhao Feng, and said domineeringly and directly.

The Son of God is a proud son favored by the gods, with peerless talents, and a powerful church as a solid backing, and his status can be comparable to that of the king of the United States, and it is natural for him to be domineering.

"Your Highness Barker, I have only met Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily once. I have no intention of pursuing her at this time. But the future is not predictable even by the great gods. Nor can I promise you that I will never see Her Royal Highness Princess Hilarily. If you give me a choice, I hope we can be allies. Zhao Feng looked at Buck, not at all deterred by his momentum, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Zhao Feng didn't want to be an enemy of Buck for no reason, but he wasn't afraid of him.

Buck listened to Zhao Feng's answer, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, he summoned Zhao Feng this time, just to see if he could subdue Zhao Feng and become a cadre under his command, if he could subdue Zhao Feng, then his power in the Panturo Kingdom would reach its peak, and even the power of the king could not match him. Obviously, Zhao Feng did not mean to completely surrender to him like Zhao Jian.

"Earl Zhao Feng, I am Zhao Jian, the commander of the Green Tooth Legion, and I have long heard that Lord Earl is a master under your command. I've also recruited a few masters, and I hope you'll be able to send someone to guide them, Lord Earl. Wayne, you go and ask Count Zhao Feng's subordinates to give you some advice. Zhao Jian smiled slightly, and his voice broke the silence in the banquet hall.

"Count Zhao Feng, I'm Vane, I hope to be able to learn from the masters under your command!" The great swordsman Vane in the Green Tooth Legion stood up and took a step forward, and an incomparably powerful momentum spread, his eyes were full of essence, and he looked at Zhao Feng Dao.

Vane is a person who has cultivated to the peak of the eighth-level Great Sword Master, and there are only a few strong people in the Green Fang Legion who are stronger than him, and he has never tasted defeat in his life, and he is extremely confident.

"This is Zhao Yi, a servant in my family. Zhao Yi, you go and point out to Venn. Zhao Feng said lightly.

"Yes, master!" replied St. Pansiman in a hoarse voice, and strode forward.

With a wave of his hand, a thin black line inscribed with countless magic runes shot out of his hand and landed in the center of the banquet, and the space fluctuated, and a transparent magical barrier appeared to envelop the banquet center.

"This is the top-level enchantment rope produced by the Great Moon Empire, and the enchantment formed by this enchantment rope can withstand the full force of the powerhouse at the peak of the Holy Domain. This is just the end of the discussion, and it is not allowed to hurt the lives of others. Now, let's go!" Buck said in a deep voice.

"I'm using a sword, what weapon do you use?" Vane said slowly as he looked at the empty-handed Saint Pansiman with a fine magic sword in his hand.

"I don't need weapons. St. Pansiman said hoarsely.

"What an arrogant guy, if you don't use weapons, I can defeat even a ninth-level sword master. I'm going to teach you a hard lesson!" Vane was furious in his heart, and his body was surging with fighting energy, a layer of yellow fighting energy light enveloped his body, and his momentum was constantly rising.

Vane was like a sharp sword that opened the floodgates, and with mysterious steps, he pressed towards the saint Pansiman step by step, his momentum continued to rise, the magic sword in his hand kept ringing, and then when the momentum climbed to its peak, he slashed out a sword as fast as the wind.

This sword Vane has already gathered momentum to reach the apex, and his spirit and spirit have climbed to his peak, and with the magic sword in his hand that cuts gold and iron like cutting tofu, under one sword, even a ninth-level powerhouse will be injured in his hand.

Everyone present was attracted by the stunning sword of Vene, and many of the maids looked at St. Pansiman who had been standing still, and raised their hearts to their throats, for fear of seeing the bloody scene of St. Pansiman being cut in two by a sword.

(To be continued)