Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 145
In the Prince's Mansion, Jian Fengyun and his party also came out.

"Brother, Fatty left early in the morning. He said he wanted to buy some food and drink to see Master Xuanzhen. I'll take you to Adventure Avenue first, and then enter the palace later!" Yuan Feng led Jian Fengyun out.

"This fat man actually rode my Xiaobai away, leaving the god dog without a mount!" The god dog lay on Wang Chuyuan's shoulder with an unhappy expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, Jian Xueer smiled freshly, and said, "Just stay with me and the young master obediently, and save you from doing bad things again!"

"Yes, what the hostess said is true!" Shengou lowered his head, but his eyes were flickering, looking at the huge imperial city, he didn't know what he was planning.

Yuan Feng took Jian Fengyun to Mercenary Street, where warriors traded their training resources.

"Hey, why are there so many Tianyang Divine Guards in the imperial city?" Yuan Feng stood in front of a booth and muttered with a puzzled face.

Tianyang Shenwei, the most powerful army in the dynasty, this army only has 6000 people, but the lowest cultivation level is the Lingyuan realm, and more than half of them are in the Lingfu realm. The peak of the Lingfu realm is the captain, and the true spirit realm is the captain. The Supreme Spirit King Realm is the leader.

There are three commanders in total of Tianyang Divine Guard, the royal family, Tianyang Daoyuan, and Pan Family each hold a commander, which means that these three forces all own one-third of Tianyang Divine Guard.

One commander, ten captains, twenty teams, each team has 100 people, and each team is led by a peak warrior in the Lingfu realm. This kind of army has already given the three parties a strong strength.

The Pan family and Tianyang Daoyuan belong to the imperial dynasty in name, so the commanders of the Tianyang guards of the two parties are only deputy commanders, and the real orthodox commanders are masters in the palace.

A small team came towards them, uniform, patrolling back and forth, no one dared to stop half a step wherever they passed.

Shengou knew why the Pan family was so motivating, and couldn't help but cringe a little, and lay quietly in Jian Xueer's arms, his rogue eyes kept rolling.

On Mercenary Street, the young lady of the family walked swaggeringly with a nylon feather fan, trying to find suitable spiritual materials for cultivation.

There were people wandering around the street stalls, and there were some powerful mercenaries or warriors.

Jian Fengyun glanced around, spread out the blanket, took out a large amount of mysterious spirit grass and monster leather armor from the storage ring, and placed them on the ground.

"Come to buy elixir, spirit materials, spirit stone trading, my elder brother Yuanfeng sells things, come quickly if you want it!" Seeing that there were few customers, Yuanfeng couldn't help calling out.

Green Spirit Grass, Mysterious Flower, Black Jade Fruit, Earth Spirit Ginseng
The animal horn leather armor of the demon fire pig, the sharp teeth of the earth spirit lizard, and a few black monster monster crystals are almost everything that one expects to have.Great value.

As soon as Yuan Feng yelled, it immediately attracted the attention of a large number of rich men and young ladies, and they all surrounded him. There were also eyeliners cast by some forces, and their eyes shone brightly, as if they had discovered some huge news.

"It turns out that Second Young Master Feng set up a stall here. I don't know what Second Young Master Feng wants to play today. I heard that your elder brother is not that stupid fat Wang? Why do you want to be replaced by such a thin man?" A handsome man in Huayi asked. The young man pushed away the people around him, looked at Jian Fengyun and Yuan Feng with disdain, and said in a cold voice.

"Hey! I said Pan Hua, why do you mention my second brother every time you talk to me? I didn't see you have such a big opinion when Panjiayuan was burned! And the fat man is my second brother now, and he's back, My elder brother is here too, so be careful what you say in the future, or we'll order Panjiayuan again!" Yuan Feng responded coldly.

"You, you, hum! Just because of this little boy, he looks pretty handsome, but the embroidered pillow is useless!" Pan Hua snorted coldly, looked at Jian Fengyun contemptuously, and deliberately provocatively said.

Seeing Pan Hua's actions, everyone couldn't help raising their spirits to watch. Pan Hua, the third young master of the Pan family, Pan Jun and Pan Xiong are his cousins. Brother's majesty can be regarded as a well-known existence in the imperial city.

Jian Fengyun felt the hostility in an instant, raised his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes shot into Pan Hua's eyes like sharp arrows, Pan Hua's eyes suddenly enlarged, his body sank, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Pan Hua's breath trembled, he resisted the faint pressure in the air, and then snorted coldly: "Boy, why are you staring, I bought all these things for you today, and by the way, the little beauty beside you I want it too, make an offer!"

As he said that, he still narrowed his eyes, and shot out an evil look, sweeping towards Jian Xueer who was at the side.

"Get out!" Jian Fengyun was furious, and coldly uttered a word.

Xue'er is his reverse scale, for Xue'er to bear the punishment of heaven, and now her memory has not been fully recovered, she is what I need to protect most in this life, now someone wants to touch her, I really want to die!

"What did you say, you dare to talk to this young master like that. Today, this young master will not only take away all your spiritual materials, but I will also show you this watery little girl in front of you!" Pan Hua Grinning sneer, his tone was extremely cold.

"Pan Hua, don't bully me too much, I'll pay you back." Yuan Feng looked embarrassed, and instantly stepped forward. Although he, the third prince, was a prince in name, he didn't cultivate any strong people at all, and he didn't have much money under his hands. Pan Hua, the direct descendant of the Pan family, is a failure in comparison.

Jian Fengyun pulled Yuan Feng past him and interrupted him. For a family rich man like Pan Hua who doesn't look for death, he can only communicate with him with his fists, and he doesn't want to talk nonsense at all.

"Get out!" Jian Fengyun's eyes shot out cold flames, and a tyrannical aura surged out, pressing on Pan Hua.

The people around couldn't feel Jian Fengyun's aura at all, but Yuan Feng felt as if he was hit by a big mountain. When his body hurt, he backed up a few steps.

"A crazy person dares to offend Pan Hua, isn't he afraid of causing trouble?"

"It's probably from outside the city. They just don't know how to live or die. In the imperial city, there are not many people who can offend the Pan family and leave the imperial city intact."

The princes and ladies in the surrounding imperial city bowed their heads and discussed one after another.

At this moment, Pan Huayun naturally knew that the abnormality on his body was caused by Jian Fengyun. Hearing the compliments from the people around him, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed in his heart. His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said angrily, "You're courting death!"

At the end of the sentence, Pan Hua's aura from the early stage of the Lingfu Realm burst out, and the light blue lightning-attribute spiritual power surged, and he directly sacrificed an iron whip engraved with the thunder-attribute inscription.

"The Pan family's little thunder whip, this Pan family's unique and secret spirit weapon that best fits the spirit power of thunder, looks at least as a top-grade magic weapon of the mysterious rank."

Someone around recognized the weapon Pan Hua was using and said in surprise.

(End of this chapter)