Chapter 89 is drying

In this environment, the Badaomen can expand rapidly and continue to grow, and now the power of the imperial court is not really subordinate to the Badaomen, only because of the pressure, it is temporarily compromised, which requires the Badaomen to find ways to annex it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This will take time, but Lu Wushuang is not worried, he knows what this key point is, that is, he, as long as the strength is enough, he can still overwhelm the world, he can do this, the Eternal Emperor is still too tender, the strength is insufficient, and it is impossible to resist.

Among the many big forces, the imperial court is the largest, but the strength is the weakest, so it has become the first choice for Lu Wushuang's expansion, he intends to swallow the Yongchao, truly strengthen the Badaomen, and establish immortal feats, this is his ambition, but also the ambition of the Badaomen, and it is likely to be realized.

As the key point, Lu Wushuang is very confident, and at the same time, he is also constantly working hard, and the cumbersome things of dealing with small and medium-sized forces do not need him to do it himself, and then he just listens to the report, he is now seizing the time to cultivate, so he is not in this venue.

Don't look at him now as the most powerful master in the world, the only supreme realm master, but he also has a sense of crisis, he has been fighting with those old enemies for so many years, there are enemies, there are friends, but now the relationship continues to deteriorate, these people are not fuel-efficient lamps.

He can be faster than Han Zhu and Ruan Huating and their cultivation to the Supreme Realm, but it is difficult to prevent these guys from ascending to the Supreme Realm, he knows that when that time comes, he will really face a crisis, he needs to quickly improve his strength and make himself stronger.

Annexing the Yongchao, strengthening himself, making him and the Badaomen stronger, when the time comes, he can be like His Majesty the Emperor, with himself and his forces, to truly control the world, others are not convinced, but they can't help him, and he will not be like His Majesty the Emperor, let others have a chance.

Lu Wushuang thought so in his heart, but someone from the sect reported that Fan Xing, the seventh son of the Seven Swords Sect, and the elder Wan Jin came to ask for a meeting, which made him a little surprised, he and the Seven Swords Sect Sect Sect Master Han Zhu used to be friends, but he had no affection for Fan Xing, and he and Han Jian had already fallen out, so Fan Xing should not come to him.

He wanted to refuse at first, just a junior, what is more appropriate to say to Badao, but in the end, after thinking about it, he still told the doorman to let Fan Xing and Wanjin in, he had heard some rumors about Fan Xing, and he was somewhat interested in this guy.

Fan Xing and Wan Jin quickly got the news, Fan Xing was a little happy, just now he told the people of the Badao Sect at the banquet, saying that he wanted to see Lu Wushuang, but he knew from the people that when Lu Wushuang was cultivating, he thought that he might not be able to see Lu Wushuang, but he didn't expect that the other party still agreed to see him, which made him feel a little different about Lu Wushuang, and he was not too arrogant.

But Wan Jin was unhappy, he didn't want Fan Xing to meet Lu Wushuang, he knew that Lu Wushuang was cultivating, his heart was extremely happy, he felt that Fan Xing couldn't see Lu Wushuang, but he didn't expect Lu Wushuang to agree, what was going on? Lu Wushuang, can't you respect your identity?

It was useless to complain in his heart, Wan Jin could only obediently follow Fan Xing, leave the banquet venue, and go to Lu Wushuang's reception room, where he waited, Lu Wushuang naturally couldn't receive them in the cultivation room, they sat on chairs, but they didn't even have maids, and there was only a disciple of the Badaomen with a straight face at the door.

The expected meeting did not come immediately, and after waiting for a while, Wan Jin said a little anxiously: "When will your door master arrive?!"

The man from the Naha Sword Gate said: "How do I know this, the news has been told to the door master, he said that he will come, let you wait here, then he will definitely come." Our master of the door is full of promises, please don't have any doubts, that would be too disrespectful to him. ”

Wan Jin said angrily: "The seventh son and I have waited for so long, but we haven't seen him coming, so what's the matter? Do you treat guests like this? Will there be any accidents? How about you let people inform him? We can't wait here, we don't even have tea, it's too unusual." ”

"Hehe, where are the guests so arrogant? Do you really think you are a character? You still want us to serve you, what a joke, you Seven Sword Sect can still be arrogant in front of our Tyrant Sword Sect? Don't think about it, we won't serve you, and the masters of the Divine Dao Realm will die of thirst?"

"You ......" Wan Jin felt that he was about to be angry, and he really wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but this is the territory of the Badao Sect, and their Seven Swords Sect is weak now, if he does it, the problem will be very serious, and even Fan Xing doesn't think he will do it, so he didn't stop it.

I was extremely angry in my heart, but Wan Jin finally held back, I couldn't bear it, once I started it, don't say it was himself, even Fan Xing would be in danger, this was not Fan Xing's mistake, but he made a mistake, he stayed this time to help Fan Xing, not to harm Fan Xing.

Fan Xing seemed very calm, he sat directly on the futon, the vitality in his body was running, and he cultivated silently, although he had to take care of the surroundings, but the speed of cultivation was not slow, and the effective use of time was his criterion, in fact, it was useless to be impatient now.

Seeing Fan Xing doing this, Wan Jin was a little ashamed, Fan Xing was so young and had such a heart, it seemed to be a cut above him, which made him embarrassed, he didn't say half a word of complaint, he was engrossed in monitoring the surroundings, not letting Fan Xing's cultivation be affected.

The Naha Daomen raised his eyebrows, and these two people suddenly stabilized, which surprised him, he was much calmer than he expected, this is not in line with the plan, forget it, anyway, this thing is nothing, and it is not really to deal with these two people, it is just to damage their face, thinking of this, this son no longer pays attention to Fan Xing and Wanjin.

Fan Xing and Wan Jin waited for half a day.

Well, that's the pit.

At this time, if the two of them didn't know that the Badaomen was deliberate, then he could really be stupid, but what if they knew? There was nothing they could do, and it was very clear that arguing and yelling would only worsen the situation.

Being hung by others, no one is happy, but they can only accept it, Fan Xing's patience is the best, this is refined in the sea of blood, patience is extremely important in the sea of blood, in order to hunt prey for ten and a half months lying still on his stomach, it is all pediatrics.