He pays his debts.

But now that this kid has reached the eighth level, and I heard that he has also entered the third level of eighth level, shouldn't we find a time for him to pay off his debt?"

Wu Kuishan and others laughed. Kou Bianjiang said that Fang Ping owed him a debt of gratitude, which was true.

When Fang Ping returned to Nanjiang, the border invaders also made great efforts.

Old Man Li said with a smile: "Then you go find him yourself. That kid probably doesn't have much money now. Let's talk about it after a while. But you, old Kou..."

"Go away, who are you calling?"

Kou Bianjiang said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "I used to call me Kou Lao, but now I am called Lao Kou, Li Changsheng, and Lao Yu. When I was here, you were not so crazy. The villain has succeeded. Now that he is strong, you don't take me seriously anymore."

Bar?"

Old Man Li was very depressed, and Fang Ping shouted "Old Man Li, Old Man Li", but he was indeed not that old.

He has just turned 60, but there is still a gap between him and an old guy like Kou Bianjiang, who is in his seventies or eighties.

The old principal is only in his early eighties when he is still alive.

These people are all warriors of the old principal's generation, and he is a student of the old principal, so he is a generation shorter.

Old Man Li didn't say much, and directly changed the subject: "That's it, wait another hour, and raid Yaokui City! In the past, the military headquarters was stationed, focusing on defense!

But if Mowu is stationed, it means attacking instead of defending!

There are only 12 cities in the Demon City Catacombs. If we really want to unite them all... let's unite with the Ninth Rank again and do it to him once!

As long as Jue Dian can withstand it, we can destroy the 12 cities in the Demon City Dungeon!"

Wu Kuishan shook his head and said: "Don't think too much. How can there be such an opportunity? If a war breaks out next, I'm afraid the cities in other regions will join forces during the war..."

"That's different."

Old Man Li smiled and said: "Just in terms of conveying information, they are a beat behind us! They also have to pass through the restricted area to convey it. We are different. We go directly out of the passage. For a phone call, we can call whomever we want."

Let the Ninth Grade gather together, and as long as the news is not leaked, they will not be able to mobilize in time to temporarily raid a cave.

As long as it's fast enough, it's no problem.

However, this will easily cause everyone in the outer domain to be in danger, and may speed up their alliance. There is no need to do this unless necessary."

While several people were talking, Old Man Li had already sensed Qin Fengqing's aura, took a deep breath and said: "Get ready and summon other high-level warriors. The main purpose this time is to kill some seventh- and eighth-level warriors in Yaokui City.

Killing one counts as one, and if you don’t kill the ninth grade, the True King of the Catacombs won’t care too much.”

Everyone has no objections. Now Mowu is the main force in the Demon City crypt. Since Mowu wants to choose to use offense instead of defense, then he should follow Mowu's wishes.

…

Around 8pm.

Demon Sunflower City.

At this moment, Yaokui City is brightly lit.

City Lord's Mansion.

hall.

The Lord of Yaokui City is sitting on the throne. On both sides, on the left is the son of the Lord of Yaozhi Royal Court, and on the right is Feng Miesheng.

These two people did not leave, but returned to Yaokui City again.

Lord Yaokui looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, but a burst of contempt in his heart. These two guys still dare to come!

If it hadn't been for them, nothing would have happened last time.

Thinking in his heart, the Lord of Yaokui City had a smile on his face and said: "His Royal Highness and Prince Feng can come to Yaokui City this time, and Yaokui City will be full of glory. I wonder if the royal court can give more places this time?

Your Highnesses also know that wars have been frequent recently and Yaokui City has also suffered heavy losses.

In the battle when Yaomu City was destroyed, one of the sages of Yaokui City died in the battle, and 6 of his commanders died.

Now we are facing the magic weapon directly, and we need to replenish new blood..."

As soon as he said this, Feng Miesheng frowned and said: "This time there are more than before, 10 places were given..."

As soon as he said this, the young man opposite said lazily: "No problem, give us two more, but you have to give us some springs of life and some sunflower fruits."

The face of Yaokui City Lord changed slightly. The son of the Lord of the Royal Court was not hiding anything at all.

They started asking for bribes right away.

Although he was dissatisfied, after thinking about it, Lord Yaokui still smiled and said: "These are all trivial matters, Your Highness, as for tomorrow's selection..."

The young man said impatiently: "There are 12 places, choose half, and you can fill in the rest by yourself, as long as everything is in place."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Miesheng on the opposite side felt a little contemptuous.

After all, he is also a descendant of the Royal Lord, but he is much worse than Ji Yao.

As for comparing yourself with yourself, it is even more incomparable.

After the royal lord was injured, he neglected to discipline him. As one of the royal lord's successors in the royal court, this guy was so vulgar that he was even worse than a rough man from outside.

While several people were talking, Yaokui City Lord's expression changed, and he stood up in a hurry and said: "Damn it! It seems that a strong person is coming..."

"People from Mowu?"

"Yes... he is the Immortal Swordsman!"

The Lord of Yaokui City dropped these words and hurriedly flew out of the hall, no longer caring about these two people.

As soon as he heard about the Immortal Swordsman, the young man stood up and shouted: "Come here, escort me back to the restricted area!"

Although Feng Miesheng was a little frightened, he still couldn't help but feel contempt at this moment!

This guy is really scared to death.

It's just that an Immortal Swordsman is coming, and there are also Yaokui City Lord and Yaokui here.

"Your Highness, it's better to be patient and wait a little longer."

Feng Miesheng tried to persuade him, saying that without him, the two of them came this time as envoys.

Specializes in hosting youth competitions and selecting some talents to enter the penalty area.

Now that the selection has not even started, it would be even more embarrassing for him to leave now. He would be too embarrassed to go back.

The last time he was chased, he escaped in embarrassment, fled back to the restricted area, and returned to the royal court. He was almost laughed to death by several other royal heirs.

"Wait? If the Immortal Sword comes to kill..."

"Your Highness, it's not that easy. No matter how powerful the Immortal Sword is, it's only at the eighth level."

"That's hard to say..."

The young man said a few words, but he was still a little frightened and wandered around the hall, unable to calm down.

When Feng Miesheng saw this scene, he felt even more contemptuous.

But thinking of what grandpa said... to pay attention to this kid, Feng Miesheng frowned.

What happened last time...last time was a bit strange.

This kid kept saying that Mowu was nothing and wanted to kill him, which made him unable to hold back, which led to something unexpected happening.

Otherwise, Fang Ping might have been killed.

As a result, he was almost killed by the Eternal Life Sword, and the forced city lords had to escort them back to the restricted area, giving the Eternal Life Sword and the Snake King a chance to leave the outer realm.

"Is there really something fishy about this guy?"

Such thoughts arose in Feng Miesheng's mind, but when he saw that this guy's legs seemed to be shaking, he couldn't help but curse.

It doesn’t feel like it!

But it's hard to say, so I'd better observe more, as my grandfather attaches great importance to the Royal Lord.

Although the royal lord is about to die soon, his position as the royal lord's heir is not necessarily secure.

"Whether it's real trash or fake trash, if there is a chance..."

Such thoughts arose in Feng Miesheng's mind, but after thinking about it, it was not appropriate now.

He came here with this guy. This guy is really going to die here. The Royal Lord is still in his position. I'm afraid he can guess that it has something to do with him.
Chapter completed!