"I'm thinking... I think there will be such a magical thing between heaven and earth, and the sword technique is like a piece of swordsmanship!"

Jian Fengyun paused slightly, and a look of "surprise" appeared on his face.

"You really have nothing to do with Your Majesty?"

The prince of Dongyang looked at Jian Fengyun suspiciously.

How can there be a person who has always had a swordsmanship in this world?

He has lived for so long, and he has never heard of such a coincidence.

"Mr. Prince, what is the meaning of these things? No matter how much you know, you should bring them to the soil!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were deep and his eyes were staring at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his words were calm.

"you......"

The face of the prince of Dongyang suddenly froze, and a shocking murderous intent shot out from his turbid eyes.

How could Jian Fengyun know his physical condition when the dying person?

As the prince of Dongyang and the king of a county in the Tianyang Dynasty, he was not sure how many people covet his position and offended countless powerful people.

If the news that he is the one who is about to die is leaked, I am afraid that when he falls, the Dongyang County Prince's Mansion will be exterminated by those enemies.

"You don't have to look at me like this. There are not many diseases in this world that I can't see, and you don't have to kill me. Although the poison on your daughter's body is suppressed by the medicinal properties of the Fire Yuan Dan, if you want to eradicate it, I still need to take action!"

Jian Fengyun seemed to see through the thoughts of the Prince of Dongyang, and said calmly.

"You... are indeed extraordinary!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the Prince of Dongyang was curled away, but his eyes looked at Jian Fengyun were more shocked.

"The prince has praised you. Thank you for your help this time, and for your care in these days. As a reward, I can help your daughter remove the poison of the ice and fire mysterious scorpion on your body!"

Jian Fengyun walked down from the wooden bed, felt the body healed, and found that a large amount of spiritual medicine and medicine were accumulated in his body, but he had not digested it. His eyes were slightly fixed, and he said.

"Thank you, but I still have something to ask for, I hope you can agree!"

The Prince of Dongyang bowed slightly to Jian Fengyun.

If this scene is seen by people from the outside world, it will definitely be shocked.

The Prince of Dongyang, who is the legendary powerful general who follows the Emperor Tianyang to fight the world, how could he bow to a sixteen-year-old boy?

"What's the matter?" Jian Fengyun turned around, frowned, and said in a faint tone.

"I want to beg you to marry Bing'er and take over the position of Prince of Dongyang!"

A firm light shot out from the turbid eyes of the Prince of Dongyang, looking straight at Jian Fengyun.

"I can't agree to you this request!"

Jian Fengyun refused without thinking.

He wants to go back to Wanyu to take revenge, and then he reaches the peak of martial arts, and it is impossible for him to stay in a small Dongyang County.

"You haven't listened to my conditions yet. Become the little prince of Dongyang County. You will get everything you need for cultivation now, and your family will..."

When the prince of Dongyang heard this, he was anxious and spoke.

"It's useless to say more. Prince, if your request is this, then I'll go back to the family first!"

Jian Fengyun's tone was cold, and he turned around and left.

If Jian Fengyun's actions were spread to the outside world, they would probably cause all warriors to scold the fool, marry a petite and cute princess, and directly become the little prince of Dongyang County. This is something that many people dream of.

"Please stay. Since this condition is not good, please help me take care of Binger and Dongyang County in the future. I can provide you with the spiritual materials you need now!"

When the Prince of Dongyang saw Jian Fengyun was about to leave, he became anxious and spoke.

Jian Fengyun walked to the wooden door, paused, and looked thoughtful.

If you just take care of it, you should not waste much time. Moreover, you will continue to practice resources and break through the realm. You can’t do anything without cultivation resources.

Thinking of this, Jian Fengyun spoke.

"That's OK, but I'll just take care of your daughter and the Prince's Mansion of Dongyang County, and I won't stay here for a long time."

"Thank you, what materials do you need? Tell me that there are still a lot of spiritual materials in my Beiman Palace. If there isn't here, I will pick it up for you!"

The prince of Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief in his turbid eyes, and then said.

Jian Fengyun took the pen and ink on the table beside him, wrote some spiritual materials and handed them over to the Prince of Dongyang, and then turned around and left.

Looking at the thin figure in white clothes, the prince of Dongyang couldn't help but look at a deep thought on his face, and then pondered.

"Old Lord, you said back then that the people who can perfectly control the emperor's swordsmanship in this world must be extraordinary. Now it seems that it is really good!"

Jian Fengyun walked out of the wooden house, but his mind began to think about it.

This time I fell into a deep sleep in my soul, and my soul power was cultivated to the middle level of the Xuan level, but my martial arts realm had not improved at all. The peak of the spiritual energy realm was still the peak of the spiritual energy realm.

"Fortunately, I asked the Prince of Dongyang for 1,500 top-grade spirit stones. Apart from the need to deploy a formation, it should be enough for me to break through the Spirit Yuan realm."

Jian Fengyun said in his heart, then looked at the surrounding scenery of the Beiman Peak, and his eyes began to think.

At dusk, under the Beiman Peak

"Boss, what did you say? You want to get a thousand top-grade spirit stones and nine top-grade spiritual weapons to set up a formation?"

Wang Chuyuan's fat body trembled and he looked at Jian Fengyun incredible.

"Yes, I want to use the death aura of the Northern Barbarian Peak to arrange several formations after the Northern Barbarian Peak. In a month, the people of the Danyuan Sect will definitely come here to deal with the Jian family. The Prince of Dongyang may not be able to suppress them by then. I have to set up some formations and kill them by then! "

Jian Fengyun nodded and continued to check the spiritual materials in the storage bag in his hand.

At noon, the Prince of Dongyang had brought everything he wanted!

"Boss, how do you know that everyone from Danyuan Sect will come here?"

Wang Chuyuan asked with a puzzled light from his dripping eyes.

"Xue'er is the body of the holy soul. If they fall in love with Xue'er's physique, they will definitely come!" Jian Fengyun said.

"What? The body of the holy soul! What my stinky old master said is the supreme cauldron that can prevent warriors from suffering from inner demons?"

Wang Chuyuan suddenly said in a loss of voice when he heard this.

"That's right, the skills practiced by Liu Pan and his master are all evil skills. From this we can see that the entire sect is full of evil skills. Evil skills are extremely easy to affect the mind. Combined with the body of the holy soul, it can allow the soul of the warrior to bring holy power without being troubled by the inner demons, so Xueer is extremely important to them!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes said coldly.

In his previous life, Xie Tian asked him for Ling'er many times, but he never agreed. It can be seen how important the body of the holy soul is to warriors who practice his evil fire skills.

"It's over. Danyuan Sect is coming. No, boss, you'd better let the head of the Jian family take you away quickly. Danyuan Sect is one of the six sects in the northern part of the Tianyang Dynasty. There are not less than ten warriors in the True Spirit Realm. There are more people in the Lingfu Realm. The Jian family can't beat them head-on!"

Wang Chuyuan's face was startled and he immediately spoke.

"Who said I was going to fight them head-on? Isn't I going to set up a formation? A peerless figure once fell in the Northern Barbarian land. The death energy left by his death here can be done to kill some of the true spirit realms!"

Jian Fengyun curled his mouth slightly and said.

Arrange the formation!

Wang Chuyuan's fat body was stunned.

Isn’t the formation the way I have been pursuing?

At this moment, he remembered the scene of Jian Fengyun breaking a corner of his black turtle formation with one sword. He heard in his heart what the stinky old man said to him when he left the Taoist temple.

The person who breaks the ancient Xuan Turtle Formation is your nobleman!

My noble man?

A light shot out from Wang Chuyuan's bloated eyes, falling on the boy who had already walked towards the Northern Barbarians, and the boy had a natural temperament.

I feel sure in my heart!

My noble man!

Although you often lie to me, I believe you this time. I hope the boss is really my noble person.

Wang Chuyuan's eyes instantly condensed, and his steps firmly caught up with Jian Fengyun's figure.

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