Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 107 Opening the Door to the Small World

Looking at the back of Jian Fengyun's departure, outside the Jianfu.

Wang Xia's face was gloomy, and the faces of the young masters of all races present were gloomy. The eyes of the ten black-cloaked powerhouses from the True Spirit Realm from the Danyuan Sect were all gloomy. On the bronze chariot, Pan Yuanlong's face was also ashen.

"Everyone in the Pan family obeys the order, attack the formation, and capture Jian Fengyun alive!" Wang Xia gave the order unceremoniously. He knew the horror of Jian Fengyun. Here, this recovery speed is absolutely something that no one can possess. If Jian Fengyun grows up, it will definitely become Wang Xia's hanging sword.

"The disciples of the Feihe family listen to the order and attack the formation!" Master Feihe gave the order with a livid face.

I came here today because I heard that the third elder of the family was killed yesterday, and wanted to take advantage of the Qingyun Sword Family and other forces to attack the Sword Family, come together to avenge, and instantly get back the Frost Sword and Earth Fire Cauldron that were stolen by Jian Fengyun that day. I want to dedicate the fire tripod to the admissions tutors of the Fourth Academy, hoping to make them more accommodating.

However, seeing now that Jian Fengyun's strength has broken through the middle stage of the Lingfu Realm and is on the same level as him, it makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"The children of the Chen family listen to the order and attack the formation!" Chen Kai sat on the car, his eyes bursting with murderous intent. His second uncle was killed, and Jian Fengyun took so much money from him. Now he can't wait to kill Jian Fengyun immediately. Cut to pieces.

The young masters of the other families also issued orders to attack the formation.

Inside the bronze carriage
Pan Yuanlong's face was gloomy, "You have also seen that, with his growth rate and talent, it won't be long before you can kill even if you want to!"

Inside the carriage, among the eight killers wearing human skin masks, the leader was a young man in a red robe.

"Don't worry, the power of my Xueshalou is far more than what you can see, let alone whether this kid can survive my blood shadow knife, as long as he can survive, we will send out stronger Here comes the killer, this kid's name is not simple, I hope he can bring me some fun!"

The man in the red robe smiled evilly, with a venomous look on his face.

Pan Yuanlong looked at this strange red-robed man with deep thoughts in his cloudy eyes, and said after a while, "I hope you will not let me down!"

The man in the red robe glanced at Pan Yuanlong with evil eyes, and a cruel and evil smile flashed in his eyes, "Don't worry, this boy's father was hunted down by our Blood Killing Building Eighteen Golden Orders for three years, and if he hadn't been killed by the Holy Soul Sword Sect Saved by the people, now it is already a pile of dead bones!"

Pan Yuanlong felt uncomfortable for a while, and immediately got up, "You can just figure it out, I'll break the formation, and don't let him slip away for a while!"

Watching Pan Yuanlong go out, inside the bronze carriage, the oldest gold-medal assassin, with a warning look, "Young Master, that Jian Lingtian was very strong back then, and our assassins couldn't do anything to him in the end, you must be vigilant this time, A tiger father has no dogs!"

The red-robed man's face turned cold, "It's okay, no matter who it is, don't try to stop us from taking Qingyunyu from Xueshalou!"

The old gold medal killer frowned suddenly, "Young master, there are quite a few forces controlled by the Pill Yuanzong, and we estimate that we will confront them soon!"

"Hehe, if you meet, you will meet. I, Zhu Xuefeng, have never been afraid of the enemy?"

With a sneer, a deep killing intent and arrogance flashed in the eyes of the red-robed man.

Jian Lingtian, the only failure in the history of Xueshalou, could not kill him in the past, but this time he killed his son!

Jian Fengyun walked into the Sword Martial Academy, looked at the Tudun Formation above the ground, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and stepped into it, his body was instantly enveloped by a khaki-yellow light.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Fengyun had already appeared in the land of Beiman in the next moment.

"Young patriarch, look, it's the young patriarch!"

Someone noticed the figure that suddenly appeared not far away, and immediately shouted.

"Young patriarch!"

In an instant, everyone's gazes converged. The middle-aged and young children of the Jian family, children, and female relatives all looked in reverence at this moment, the kind of reverence for the person who brought them hope in life.

The third elder Jian Shuwu stepped forward and said to Jian Fengyun: "Fengyun, you are here. Thanks to your Jian Family, we are able to survive this time!"

A look of depth flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, and he said: "Actually, God helped our sword family this time. If Wanbaolou hadn't delivered the exchanged spiritual materials in time, we wouldn't have been able to get away so easily. It seems that Wanbaolou's treasurer Qian is not Ordinary people!"

Jian Shuwu frowned thoughtfully, and turned to think: "The treasurer Qian is indeed unusual, this time he should be the one who is showing favor to us, but why is he showing favor, what does my Jian family have that he wants?"

A gleam in Jian Fengyun's eyes flashed away, and he said immediately, "I don't know, third elder, where's uncle?"

Jian Fengyun glanced around and changed the subject.

Naturally, he had already guessed the purpose of Wanbaolou's move, but he didn't want to tell Jian Shuwu yet.

Jian Shuwu looked kindly, nodded and smiled and said, "I seem to be helping little brother Wang with something. Speaking of Fengyun, what do you plan to do next?"

Jian Fengyun said indifferently: "I plan to let the clansmen enter the small world, I will inform the children of the clan, you ask the family members to prepare as well."

Jian Shuwu looked horrified, "Small world?"

Jian Fengyun smiled lightly, "It's the small world, you'll know it in a while, let the clansmen prepare it, there's going to be a good show in a while!"

Jian Shuwu nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Okay, then you go to work first, and I will call the clansmen to prepare."

Jian Fengyun walked towards the place where the group of children gathered, before he got close, Wang Chuyuan came over first.

"Boss, it's not good, one of the Jian family's children is lost, it's because I didn't take good care of them!"

Jian Fengyun frowned, "Who is lost, do you know the name?"

Wang Chuyuan said: "It's Jianchuan's son——Jianliu, and Patriarch Jian has already gone looking for him!"

A flash of thought flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes, and he said, "Time is running out, you gather all the children together first, I will open the door of the small world and let them in!"

Wang Chuyuan nodded and said, "I'll go right away." Turning around and leaving.

Jian Fengyun walked towards your Heihe step by step, standing on the bank of the Heihe, feeling a trace of death energy seeping out.

With the seal of both hands, one after another spells were issued, and in an instant, the dazzling light of the formation burst out instantly, causing everyone's eyes to focus on it at the same time.

"Oh my god, what is the young patriarch doing!"

At the same time, Bei'an City, Sword Mansion

boom!
With Jian Yuanlong's last palm strike on the white formation, the white light of the formation finally slowly dispersed.

"Jian Fengyun, I'm here. Abolish my young master of the Pan family and seriously injure me. Today I want your life to be worse than death!"

Pan Yuanlong roared in his heart, slapped the gate of Feijian Mansion with his palm, and strode into it.

After a long time, more than [-] people in this group finally gathered in front of a destroyed formation and exploded.

"How is it possible, how could the members of the Jian family disappear out of thin air?"

"It's clearly patrolling outside, why are the people from the Jian family gone?"

The red-robed man in Xueshalou glanced at the formation on the ground, and said immediately: "Earth Dungeon formation, I didn't expect someone in Qingyun Region to understand this formation!"

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the man in the red robe.

Pan Yuanlong frowned, "What earth escape formation, do you know where the members of the Jian family have gone?"

The corner of the red robe man's mouth curled up slightly, and he ordered: "What's so difficult about this, only people in the Qingyun Region will be troubled by this kind of formation, Mr. Gu will deduce it!"

The old gold medal assassin respectfully responded, then stepped forward, took out a mysterious compass in his hand, and punched several formulas into it.

Everyone's eyes focused on the old man's hand, they had never heard of this mysterious compass and this magic handprint.

After a while, the old man put down his compass and bowed to the man in red robe.

"Young master, it's in the north!"

(End of this chapter)