The king will never go to court

Chapter 246 Chapter 255: "Cherish talent"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The disciples of the Jujian Sect and the disciples of the Feng family who fell to the ground both let out a scream.

Before this, everyone rushing to the front covered their eyes one after another, with blood dripping between their fingers.

"How is this going?!"

Even Feng Hai, who had always been calm, was amazed, and looked sideways at his brother, only to see that the other party was still staring straight ahead, with a trace of blood in his eyes.

"not good!"

Feng Hai was shocked, and hurriedly threw out a barrier to block his vision, and shouted, "Third brother, are you alright?"

The ancestor of the Feng family, who woke up from the shock, let out a "oh" with lingering fear, and then used the breath in his body to melt away the trace of blood in his eyes.

"Let everyone go back first."

The disciples who received orders from the elders of the three clans immediately warned the police.

At the same time, he stepped forward to help, but was stared at by Feng Hai's cold eyes so that he didn't dare to move rashly.

"Okay, you all step back first."

Seeing the shivering appearance of such a young boy beside him, Feng Hai had to slow down his tone and ordered.

"Third, are you okay?"

After the children at the side retreated, Feng Hai accompanied the elders of the three clans of the Feng family back to the tent, and then asked in a low voice.

The elders of the three clans of the Feng family shook their heads slightly, and said in a weak tone, "I didn't expect the real power of this formation to be here."

"I've said it before, don't underestimate this King Wu. Although he is young, he is a monster of martial arts. How about I let the two deacons and elders of Jujianmen first?"

Feng Hai originally wanted both parties to take a step back, but thinking of the purpose of coming to the country this time, he could only swallow the second half of the sentence.

"I didn't expect me to seal the mountain and capsize in the gutter in a small place like Qianguo."

The elders of the three clans of the Feng family sat cross-legged, three beams of light slowly overflowed from their bodies, and the brilliant light lingered on the surface of their bodies.

Feng Hai stood in the tent, protecting Feng Shan, so as not to be disturbed secretly.

Looking at the rune fragments that could not be dispelled for a while, both Jing Linzu and Bian Yunbo were caught in a dilemma.

Both of them had solemn expressions on their faces at this time, they never expected that a small dynasty in the southern region would put them two half-step heavenly and human realm powerhouses into such an embarrassing situation.

In the city of Kyoto, the people who had already rushed out of the city gate were lost in confusion when they saw the army outside the city that was about to besiege stop one after another.

The people sent by the various sects and families to inquire about the news also did not know how to report the news.

The protective formation of the capital city was destroyed, but the outsiders did not enter the city.

And in Wu Wang's mansion, Huo Long'er, who was planning to escape with Mrs. Wu Wang Tai, also noticed something strange in the void.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

Huo Long'er returned to the backyard, saw Mrs. Wu Wangtai sitting on the brocade couch, and asked anxiously.

Mrs. Wu Wangtai, who had experienced the bloodshed in Kyoto, was also clenched into fists with her hands under her sleeves at this time, and her body trembled slightly.

As a woman, I have never encountered such a terrible situation.

Even the murder that happened in this mansion back then was not as terrifying as it is today.

Although all the maids serving in the room were dismissed, only two personal guards were left to guard outside the house.

But Mrs. Tai can still feel the terrible danger approaching from the loud noise in the air.

"Feng'er, Feng'er"

Mrs. Wu Wangtai said silently, "You must be safe and sound, and you must not come back!"

Just after Huo Long'er came under the eaves, he lightened up, and the coercion he felt outside disappeared instantly.

The place where Mrs. Wu Wangtai rests is an isolation magic circle carefully arranged by Xie Wufeng.

At this moment, there are dozens of maids and servants from the Wu Palace in the courtyard.

Although the coercion they felt was not as strong as the outside world, everyone still trembled involuntarily.

The formation here is connected with the Liuyun Furi formation, which can be regarded as a part of the formation, but it is more precise than the Liuyun Furi formation.

The flowing cloud runes on it are also extremely complicated.

Mrs. Wu Wangtai could barely feel the coercion brought by the two half-step heavenly realms in the void unleashing the "great swordsmanship" in the room, but she could still vaguely hear some sounds in the void.

Huo Long'er gently pushed open the door, showing a sweet and lovely smile, and whispered, "Madam, don't worry, the master will be back soon."

"Ah!" Mrs. Wu Wangtai opened her eyes suddenly, with a hint of worry and panic in her eyes.

"What's the matter? Ma'am!" Huo Long'er didn't know what happened, but she was so panicked by her. She could only step forward quickly, hold Mrs. Wu Wangtai's wrist with her little hand, and comforted her, "Don't worry, Ma'am, nothing will happen."

"Really?" Mrs. Wu Wangtai showed a look of love and compassion, gently stroked Huo Long'er's black hair with the other hand, and said slowly, "You little girl, don't lie to me."

"Ah!" Huo Long'er opened his big black eyes, "Madam, how could I lie to you! It really will be fine."

Of course, Huo Long'er would not tell Mrs. Wu Wangtai what she was thinking at this time. Once the formation in the capital city was completely breached, she would quickly flee the capital with Mrs. Wu Wangtai and go all the way south to find her master.

"Madam, don't worry. The master will be fine, you will be fine, and we will be fine."

Seeing Mrs. Wu Wangtai still looked worried, Huo Long'er could only continue to comfort her.

Now, people in the city can go out, but the outside of the city is besieged by the armies of Jin and Chu.

However, the members of Jujianmen and the Feng family were unable to enter the capital city.For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

In the north of the capital city, a mountain camp more than ten miles away.The lights were like daylight, and there were a large number of first-rank martial artists guarding around the camp.

In the large tent, Feng Shan and Feng Hai, two elders of the Feng family, sat on the right side, and on the left side were the two giant sword sect deacon elders Jing Linzu and Bian Yunbo who entered and attacked the capital city.

Behind the two stood the disciples and juniors of each family. Although they were all young and energetic outstanding disciples, they were still very restrained in front of their elders at this time, and both sides showed gentle smiles.

"We've been here for more than two days. Brother Feng Shan didn't let us attack the city yesterday. Today, you Feng family sit back and watch my disciples of the Jujian Sect get injured and ignore it."

Jing Linzu patted the armrest in his hand heavily, his eyes gloomy.

If Bian Yunbo hadn't stopped him in time today, he would have been stabbed blind like those disciples who rushed to the capital city.

Faced with the constant cries and cries of the disciples in the sect, the two could only appease the many disciples in the sect first, and paused to continue attacking the capital city.

"Where did you start with this remark, Brother Lin Zu, don't be joking."

With a gentle smile on Feng Shan's face, he explained sincerely, "The children of our Feng family rushed up together today, and many disciples in the family were injured by that weird formation."

"Are you joking? Who told you to joke!"

Jing Linzu looked angry, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the teacup beside him to the ground, splashing debris all over the ground.

"Could it be that the disciple injured today is not my Giant Sword Sect?"

Hearing such a severe questioning, even the displeased Feng family disciples could only silently look at the two clan elders in front of them.

When the disciples on both sides saw such a tense situation, they all fell silent and stood there respectfully, not daring to make a sound.

"Could it be that no one from my Feng family was injured? Jing Linzu, don't want it!"

Seeing that the other party was so unreasonable, Feng Hai's violent temper suddenly came out, and he looked at Jing Linzu with cold anger, and his tone was also extremely cold.

"Haidi!" Feng Shan on the side stopped him with a tone of reproach.

"Okay, okay. Both of you are a little angry, it's inevitable. Let's calm down first."

Bian Yunbo directed to a young disciple behind him, "Go and serve your teacher Zun Xin a cup of tea to quench the fire."

The disciple saluted respectfully, then offered a cup of tea and placed it on the round table beside Jing Linzu.

When Jing Linzu saw that he was his direct disciple, he nodded slightly, took the teacup, and took a sip.

"This tortoise shell is really difficult. Is there nothing you can do to seal your family?"

Jing Linzu put down the teacup in his hand, and his tone softened a bit.

Feng Shan who was sitting across from him lightly patted Feng Hai's robe beside him, signaling him not to get angry. "Brother Lin Zu, what do you mean by this? If our Feng family really had a solution, how could it be the current situation?"

"I checked it out today. The current moat formation has been damaged, but there are still a lot of rune fragments attached to it. It is these fragments that prevent us from entering the city."

"We all know this. Brother Feng Shan, let's talk about something more practical."

"The treasure of the Feng family, I wonder if the two of you have heard of it?"

"You mean?"

"Changhui?"

"That's right, it's Changhui."

When the two names of "Changhui" were spoken from Fengshankou, not only everyone in Jujianmen showed a hint of surprise.

Even the children of the Feng family who stood behind Feng Shan and Feng Hai gasped.

"I didn't expect the elders of the three clans to carry the family's treasure—Changhui!"

"Longhui!"

No one has ever seen the true face of the treasure of the Feng family in Yunan City.

When the dynasty was in chaos, before Dongyang and Beiyang were established, the Feng family relied on this treasure to turn the tide and gained a place in the subsequent Dongyang dynasty.

Tianlong City promised the Feng family to guard the southern region for generations, and the head of the Feng family does not need to go to the court to pay homage to the emperor.

Not only the disciples behind him, even Jing Linzu, who was furious just now, looked at Feng Shan with a look of fear in his eyes.

"I didn't expect the third child of the Feng family to carry such a treasure on his body."

Bian Yunbo on the side smiled awkwardly, and opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere in the tent, "Since Brother Feng Shan has brought the family treasure, why didn't he use it directly before, and let Lin Zu and I see it together."

"Changhui is the treasure of the family, and it cannot be taken lightly, lest innocent people die in vain."

Feng Shan slowly moved the teacup beside him, and glanced at Feng Hai who was also extremely surprised.

As Feng Shan's younger brother, it was also the first time Feng Hai heard that the family's treasure belonged to his third brother.

It seems that this trip to Qianguo, this real dragon and their Feng family are determined to win.

"Then what should we do now? We can't stay here all the time, can we? Once the sects and dynasties from other domains arrive, we'll be wasting our time."

Bian Yunbo shrugged, leaned back on the chair, and waited for the reply from the two Feng family brothers.

Facing the questioning, Feng Shan didn't answer directly, but asked, "Brother Lin Zu and Brother Yun Bo, you two think that those who can lay down such a large protective formation will be idle people?"

"Brother Feng Shan, what do you mean by that?"

Jing Linzu narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned forward with his body, quietly watching Feng Shan's every move.

"You go back first."

Feng Shan raised his finger slightly, signaling a kind of Feng family disciple behind him to withdraw from the big tent.

"Retire too!" Bian Yunbo ordered in a low voice.

After the group of disciples and younger disciples exited the big tent, Feng Shan waved his right hand, and an isolation magic circle quickly rotated around the four of them.

When he saw the streamer, not only Feng Hai was taken aback, but even Jing Linzu and Bian Yunbo on the opposite side had solemn expressions.

"Isn't this the protective formation of the capital city!"

"No, it's still a little different."

"The two eyes are really extraordinary, and you can see the difference at a glance." Feng Shan threw another streamer.

In front of the eyes, a golden rune was added to the stream of light, which circulated continuously in front of the eyes of the four people, and merged with this isolation formation.

"Golden sword!"

Jing Linzu and Bian Yunbo exclaimed at the same time.

"That's right, this formation can absorb the cultivation aura that the two of you inadvertently radiate. Of course, if the two of you hadn't spent a lot of money in attacking the city today, this formation might not be able to capture even a sliver of the aura from the two of you."

"Outsiders often say that the third son of the Feng family is a martial arts evildoer. In my opinion, Brother Feng Shan should be a world-class talent in the art of formation. If you go to Tianlong City, I'm afraid there will be nothing wrong with those guys from Tianji Pavilion."

Bian Yunbo laughed loudly, once again dispelling most of the awkward atmosphere between the two sides.

"Does the Feng family want to take back the person who arranged the formation?" Jing Linzu also reacted at this time, showing a hint of annoyance.

The two of them spent a lot of internal energy today, and now, Feng Shan actually said that he wanted to subdue each other.

Before Jing Linzu could get angry again, Feng Shan continued in a calm tone, "Brother Lin Zu and Yun Bo, don't be angry!"

"I originally hoped that everyone would take down the city of Kyoto in one go and capture that fire dragon alive. The matter is also very simple."

"That's how it should be!"

"However."

"Okay, I get it. You are a formation idiot. Now you have the idea of ​​cherishing your talents. But, brother Feng Shan, have you ever thought about what to do if the other party is unwilling to serve your Feng family?"

"Since we can't be friends with you and me, we can continue to do whatever we want. If it doesn't work, I can only use Changhui."

"Changhui" Feng Shan bit these two words very hard, which can be regarded as a kind of shock to the giant sword gate from the side.

This time they went south to fight the country and obtain the real dragon. They still had to rely on Yunan City as the main force, and the Jujian Gate could only be supplemented.

"Since Brother Feng Shan cherishes talents so much, our Jujian Sect is not unreasonable. At that time, we will also have a copy of the profound art of the formation. Isn't it too much?"

Bian Yunbo forcibly held down Jing Linzu who was about to lose his temper, and spoke first.

"It's natural." Feng Shan smiled and nodded slightly.

"Since this is the case, the next thing is easy to handle. Everyone still has to put some pressure on the capital city, and they cannot be allowed to stay in the city peacefully." Bian Yunbo suggested.

Since the disciples of their giant sword sect suffered a lot of injuries on the first day, next, they naturally hoped that the Feng family of Yunan City could also attack the city and give enough shock to the capital city. How to do it is not something he should care about.

"In the days to come, we will let our disciples go to practice. As long as they are not close to the capital city, I believe they will still have a way to deter the capital city."

Unexpectedly, Feng Shan didn't accept this trick, and still asked the disciples of both parties to act together.

(End of this chapter)