Inside the Imperial Palace of Muyuan Kingdom.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince asks to see you. ”

An old eunuch spoke outside the door.

"Yangyu, what is he doing?"

Dai Zhesheng was curious, "Let him in." ”

"Yes. ”

Soon, Dai Yangyu was wearing the prince's exclusive Ming Huang prince costume, with nine golden pythons on his clothes, each of which had four toes on its paws.

This represents the status of the crown prince under one person and above ten thousand.

"Father. ”

The Wuyuan Continent did not kneel and bow, so Dai Yangyu only bowed slightly to Dai Zhesheng.

"Prince, what is the matter with you coming here?"

In fact, in Dai Zhesheng's heart, Dai Yangyu is not the real prince's choice, but the second prince Dai Yangrong is.

The main reason is his high stature, and most of the ministers in the DPRK and China have chosen Dai Yangrong's side now.

In other days, if Dai Yangyu ascends to the throne and cannot subdue these ministers with his own charm, Dai Yangrong may rebel and usurp the throne.

Dai Zhesheng knew that Dai Yangrong was a person, and he was absolutely unwilling to lose the position of prince because of Yang Fan.

"Father. Yang Fan, he is gone. ”

Dai Yangyu secretly aimed at Dai Zhesheng.

"Got it. ”

"Father, he also left some things for his sons, and he also said that they were specially for you. ”

Hearing this, Dai Zhesheng's figure paused, raised his head, and his eyes were deep.

Dai Yangyu didn't dare to look at it directly, and hurriedly handed it over.

"Storage rings?"

Dai Zhesheng frowned, the artifact probed into it, and then Dai Zhesheng's face changed.

Dai Yangyu always paid attention to Dai Zhesheng's expression, and at this moment he had seen the change in Dai Zhesheng's expression just now.

"Let's go down. ”

Retracting his divine sense, Dai Zhesheng exhaled deeply and said.

"The retainer retired. ”

At this time, Jinyuan City, the capital of Jinyuan Kingdom, which is thousands of miles away.

A figure stepped out of a large teleportation array, dressed as a scholar, although not gorgeous, it was not bad. The man is holding a folding fan in his hand, fresh and refined, dressed in white like snow, standing upright, with a beautiful and upright appearance, and a detached temperament on his body, which is unforgettable at a glance.

The handsome face attracted the attention of many passing friars.

This person is Yang Fan, and his dress at the moment is the appearance of Ning Caichen in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, and his face is also the appearance of Leslie Cheung.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth rose, and he came to Jinyuan Country for the second time, turned around and walked out of the city.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a hundred kilometers away from Jinyuan City, Yang Fan came to a small river, sat on a chair, held a fishing rod in his hand, and floated up and down on the water.

"It should be almost there. ”

Yang Fan poured a sip of Coke and muttered to himself.

As early as when he was still in Muyuanguo, when he left Dai Yangyu's mansion, Yang Fan found that there was a person following him, and his strength was so strong, at least he had the strength of the early stage of Mahayana, and he was an old man.

Yang Fan's first reaction knew that this person must be a killer sent by the second prince Dai Yangrong. After all, he lost his position as the crown prince, and he would not let himself go.

The surrounding green mountains and flowing water, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the river water is so clear that even the fish can see it clearly.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came from the surroundings, and Yang Fan instantly noticed the abnormality.

"It's coming. ”

Yang Fan didn't reply, and whispered in his mouth.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. If I don't come, I'll probably have to prepare dinner. ”

As soon as the words fell, an old man in gray appeared out of thin air about fifty meters behind Yang Fan.

"Oh, you know I'm stalking you?"

The old man said with a surprised expression.

"You've been following me since I was outside the Prince's Mansion. ”

Yang Fan didn't care about the strength of the old man at all, and he didn't slow down.

"Boy, I have to say that you are very courageous, and you don't want to run away, but stay and wait for me, and in return, I will give you a good time. ”

The old man put his hands behind his back, and then spoke, "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, burst your full strength, it's your secret technique." ”

The old man swore an oath, as if he had already eaten Yang Fan.

Yang Fan: "A strong man in the early stage of Mahayana, I didn't expect you to take action in person, I thought you would let your men come down." ”

"I'm enough to deal with you. ”

"Super Saiyan 1, on!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, Yang Fan instantly turned on the super race mode, and the golden aura enveloped him.

Sou!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan came to the old man and punched out.

The old man easily blocked it with just one hand.

"Young people have a lot of strength. ”

Boom Boom!

Yang Fan hit one after another, his strength was greater and greater each time, and after the old man blocked it three times, his body retreated violently.

Just seeing that his hands trembled slightly, shaking uncontrollably, the old man's face was ugly, he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

"Boy, look at me, I'm underestimating you. ”

"Listen, the old man's name is..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, Yang Fan attacked again.

"I'm not interested in knowing the name of the dying man. ”

After that, Yang Fan slammed his feet on the ground, the ground instantly dented, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, and punched the old man's head.

Boom!

The old man didn't dodge, he crossed his hands to block, and the whole person was beaten back.

"It's so strong!"

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

The blow just now was already Yang Fan's full strength, but it was actually only a few steps back from the old man.

"This kid should not be underestimated. Just now it was only the first secret technique to increase strength, and according to reliable sources, he also had a second secret technique to increase strength. Can't be careless. ”

The old man thought to himself.

"Do you want to use the Eight Gate Dunjia now? No, it's rare to have a strong person of comparable strength, and I can accumulate some more combat experience. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan sacrificed the Hidden Soul Snatching Knife.

Seeing this, the old man also took out his weapon, which was a Fang Tian painting halberd.

Kill!

Both shot at the same time.

Boom!

Weapons collided, sparks flew and there was a crisp sound.

In terms of grade, the old man's Fang Tian Painting Halberd was no less than Yang Fan's Blood Hidden Soul Snatcher.

The old man's combat experience was obviously richer than Yang Fan's, and he couldn't hit it with a single blow, so he retreated, taking advantage of the length of the weapon, and raised Fang Tian's halberd to slash down.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry, narrowed the distance, replaced the sword with a sword, and Dugu Jiujian used it, aimed at the flaws of the old man, and stabbed down one after another.

"What a tricky knife technique!"

The old man was shocked, and hurriedly used Fang Tian's painting halberd to block, and the powerful force made the old man quickly retreat.

"I didn't expect this kid to have this hand, I was careless. ”

"Still distracted?"

Yang Fan shouted, and then slashed down.

Whoa!

The old man's arm was slashed, and the pain came, and the blood flowed.

"Good boy, you're the first one to hurt me. ”

The blood on the old man's arm only flowed for a few seconds, and the wound healed, not even a scar.

Yang Fan killed again.

The old man was furious in his heart, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed out.

"Demon Finger!"

The old man shouted.

I saw that at the tip of the old man's index finger, a strange spatial fluctuation hit, and Yang Fan didn't notice it for a while, and was shrouded in it.

As soon as he was surrounded, a puff of black smoke trapped Yang Fan firmly, and he also felt that it was difficult to breathe, his vision was blocked, and he poked out his divine sense, and found that even his divine sense was blocked.