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Chapter 201 The Young Master of the Blood Palace

After returning to the room, Ying Fan quickly re-entered the state of cultivation.

【Ding!The host practiced for 1 minute and gained experience: 4*999 times! 】

【Ding!The host practiced for 1 minute and gained experience: 4*999 times! 】

【…】

In the extremely quiet situation where no one disturbed him, Ying Fan felt that his thoughts were starting to wander.

There seems to be some kind of power in the dark, guiding him to recall what happened in the past few days.

In the past few days on the battlefield, no matter who he was fighting against, Ying Fan had the illusion that he won very easily.

Regardless of whether the opponent's strength is similar to or higher than his own, without exception, those people have lost miserably.

Although Ying Fan feels that his strength is not weak, he is self-aware. He knows that in many cases, he is still slightly inferior to those who are stronger than him.

But since he won so easily, he always felt that those people were trying to put him down on purpose.

During a fight today, the opponent's commander had already made a move, but as if he remembered something, he pushed back the unsheathed sword and punched him forcefully.

This is so anomalous.

When Ying Fan thought of this, his cultivation naturally stopped, but Ying Fan didn't realize it. He always felt that something was wrong.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. I still remember the first time I fought against those people, the opponent's leader was much stronger than myself at that time.

The man seemed to say something before he died.

"Less, less what?"

Ying Fan secretly speculated in his heart, could it be because of his looks.Did the people they knew have similarities, which made them afraid to do it?
Looking at the events of the past few days, Ying Fan felt that it wasn't that he was thinking too much, but that those people were really giving way to him.

Even if there is someone who looks similar to me, it is impossible for all the people I meet in Blood Temple to think that he looks similar to an acquaintance of mine.

Thinking of this, Ying Fan couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and decided to find out.

Before leaving, he took a look at the blazing elf who was already asleep, but the ice elf was still not asleep and was training.

Ying Fan took the ice elf and went straight to the place where the Blood Temple branch camped.

If you don't go into the tiger's den, you won't get the cubs. Only by going deep into them can you get the truth.

At the junction of Blood Palace and Human Emperor Palace, there is a barren land where not a single blade of grass grows, and Ying Fan quickly uses his movements on the flat ground.

【Ding!The host casts the flash of myriad illusions and gains experience: 60*999 times! 】

【Ding!The host casts the flash of myriad illusions and gains experience: 60*999 times! 】

【…】

Ying Fan's figure quickly left afterimages on the wasteland.

A soldier from the Imperial Palace happened to see all this and rubbed his eyes.

"What was it that ran past in front of you just now?" He couldn't believe what he saw just now. When he came back to his senses, when the deposit went to look at it, there was no one.

"I'm so tired these days, I'm hallucinating."

The soldier muttered to himself and returned to the camp.

Ying Fan didn't know that someone had seen him at this moment, and there was no place to hide his figure on the wasteland, so all he could do was to reach the enemy's camp as quickly as possible to hide his whereabouts well. .

【Ding!The host casts the flash of myriad illusions and gains experience: 60*999 times! 】

【Ding!The host casts the flash of myriad illusions and gains experience: 60*999 times! 】

【…】

The speed of thousands of virtual flashes is extremely fast, so although the campsites distributed by the Blood Palace are not too close to the campsites of the soldiers from the Human Emperor Palace, Ying Fan and the Ice Spirit quickly arrived at their campsite. place.

Where the soldiers of the Blood Palace camped, the outermost layer was the lowest layer of soldiers, and the commanders who had a little bit of dominance were all in the center of the camp.

Ying Fan was a bit abrupt with the ice elf, so he stood outside the camp and waited for the patrolling soldiers to appear. He rushed forward and knocked the soldier unconscious with a knife.

Then he dragged the fainted soldier to an inconspicuous place, and put on his clothes himself.

Ying Fan told the ice elf to stay here and watch the video, and knock him out again if he woke up.

The Ice Elf now has the Nine Layers of Xuanyuan, which is more than enough to deal with an ordinary soldier in the Blood Palace.

Ying Fan went to the central camp where the commanders were at as an ordinary soldier with peace of mind.

In the central camp, several commanders were talking about today's affairs together, while Ying Fan stood at the door and listened to the people inside, using the reason of replacing the guard at the door.

"You guys are lucky today. At least you didn't meet the young master. You must know that the young master is really too ruthless. What's more, we can't fight back. Whoever meets him will be unlucky."

Young Master?
Could it be that in the ranks of the Imperial Palace, there is the young master of the Blood Palace?

Ying Fan frowned and continued listening.

"It's true that it's just that Old Zhang is not so lucky. Today is the fight between him and the young master!"

"Don't mention it, I didn't dare to have a serious fight with the young master today. After all, the one above us said that whoever dares to hurt the young master will have his head on his head! I can't help it!" It is easy to escape from the hands of the young master, I hope that I will not meet him again tomorrow!"

Ying Fan found it very interesting to listen to their conversation. He didn't expect the soldiers of the Blood Palace to fight against the young master of the Blood Palace. Are they fighting among themselves?

It's just that I don't know who the young master of the Blood Palace is?

While Ying Fan was thinking wildly, the commander named Lao Zhang continued.

"My sword was out of its sheath, and I pressed it back abruptly. I almost vomited blood from the young master's punch. If I meet the young master again tomorrow, I'm afraid I will have to confess my old life." He has it."

Ying Fan's smile froze on his face.

Why does this description become more and more wrong?

Could it be that these people thought he was the young master of the Blood Palace?
This seems unlikely, Ying Fan felt that he should never have any family relationship with the Blood Palace.

If it weren't for the fact that his own strength was much lower than the leaders of the central battalion, Ying Fan would have rushed in, grabbed their collars, and asked them clearly.

"That's enough, don't say so much, anyway, you remember to show everyone the portrait clearly, otherwise if someone doesn't have eyes and hurts the young master, we will be finished."

There are still portraits between them.

Then if I found that portrait, wouldn't I be able to know who the young master they were talking about was?

Thinking of this, Ying Fan felt that if he could find this portrait today, he could fundamentally solve this problem.

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(End of this chapter)