Beside Jie Fan, there was an old man serving him with a delicate teapot.

Although he looks old and may be serving Jie Brahman, the old man's identity is not simple.

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true. With the Young Emperor personally leading the army, even the remnants of the Northern War Realm, together, cannot stop the Young Emperor's divine power."

The old man poured the tea and said with a smile. Jie Fan also nodded, but there was a bit of hesitation in his eyes: "I just don't know where that guy Zhan Wuyuan is. Do I just have to watch the descendants of his Zhan family being destroyed?"

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Hearing this, the old man smiled even more: "Your Majesty, according to my old servant, if Zhan Wuyuan had the strength, why not return to the Northern War Realm to clean up the mess and become king in one fell swoop? I'm afraid that I have to hide until now because I have many worries...

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Jie Fan nodded slightly. After all, they were the victorious party now, while Zhan Wuyuan had to bear the reputation of being a defeated bandit.

"It should not be underestimated. Zhan Wuyuan is not a good person..."

After the old man poured the tea, he thought of something again and became slightly worried: "Your Majesty, do you think Zhan Wuyuan is deliberately showing weakness in order to plot against the young emperor?"

As soon as these words came out, Jie Fan's eyes flashed.

"He dares!"

Jie Ming is the most outstanding young master of the Jie Clan. If Zhan Wuyuan really dares to do this, it will not only be Jie Fan, but also the entire Beizhan Jie will be buried with him under the anger of the ancestors of the Jie Clan!

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Jie Fan seemed to notice something. He turned his palm and a jade plaque with the word "Jie" engraved on it appeared.

"Yang Xiu? Why did he contact me?"

Jie Fan frowned slightly, in surprise and doubt, but was startled by his own guess, and his face became solemn.

The jade plaque shone brightly, but what came from it was a hysterical cry for help.

"Your Majesty, save me, save me quickly, Zhan Wu..."

Before he finished speaking, the jade plaque dimmed, leaving Jie Fan stunned in place.

He knows exactly who the last name refers to!

Zhan Wuyuan is back!

"Kaibeng!"

In an instant, the tea cup in Jie Fan's hand shattered into powder!

"This guy actually dares to provoke me!"

The old man serving him also had a surprised look on his face, and quickly cleared the tea table: "Your Majesty, Zhan Wuyuan is out of seclusion, do you want me to go..."

"No need!"

Jie Fan's eyes turned cold: "Although that guy has been sealed for a hundred thousand years, who knows what his strength is now. Even if it is still the same as before, you are no match."

"What's more, you are rushing to Hengtian City now just to collect the body for Yang Xiu."

Even so, the anger on Jie Fan's face was still hard to calm down. After taking a deep breath, his eyes flickered: "Zhan Wuyuan is threatening me!"

"threaten?"

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then Jie Fan said: "This clearly shows that he is encircling Wei to save Zhao, and wants to protect the descendants of his Zhan family!"

What angered Jie Fan the most was that Zhan Wuyuan clearly had the opportunity to negotiate with him, but he killed Yang Xiu without saying a word!

But he also had to admit that silent threats were the most powerful!

Thinking of this, Jie Fan's eyes became even colder.

"Unexpectedly, it seems that these hundred thousand years of fighting against Wuyuan have not been wasted. He even knows how to use this method."

In fact, it's not that Zhan Wuyuan didn't understand these conspiracies, it was just that he didn't bother to use them back then.

After taking a deep breath, he heard Jie Fan say: "Let Ming'er stop."

The old man was startled and hesitated a little, but Jie Fan waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I will go there myself."

In just a few breaths, Jie Fan weighed the pros and cons.

It's not that he doesn't dare to gamble, it's actually that in his eyes, Jie Ming's life is a hundred times more precious than the miserable lives of Zhan Jinrong and the rest!

What made Jie Fan even more resentful was that he had already lost in the first confrontation with Zhan Wuyuan.

After all, Yang Xiunai is a strong man in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and he can be considered a mainstay with impressive combat prowess even among the Realm Clan.

"Huh, Zhan Wuyuan, let you take advantage of these little tricks first. Later, I will double the amount of money you can get back from the Northern War Realm!"

The old man beside him also quickly stood up: "Your Majesty, do you want to take action personally?"

"Um!"

Jie Fan nodded heavily: "Who knows if that mad dog Zhan Wuyuan will mess around, Ming'er can't allow any mistakes."

In addition to worrying about Jie Ming's safety, Jie Fan also has another plan.

That is, he has long wanted to learn how powerful the all-powerful War Emperor of the Northern War Realm was!

"No matter how powerful you are, it was still a hundred thousand years ago. I have not wasted my time in these tens of thousands of years..."

In Jie Fan's view, Zhan Wuyuan has been sealed for a hundred thousand years, but he is able to practice. The previous gap has long been smoothed, or even surpassed!

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Jie Fan's figure suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, in the main hall of Hengtian City, Zhan Wuyuan trampled the jade plaque to pieces and left without looking back.

I saw a stream of light rushing out of Hengtian City, and just as the aftermath was still lingering in the sky, Hengtian City burst out with a terrifying light!

The brilliance swept across all directions, and the forbidden formations in the city were vulnerable to a single blow. The city lord's palace was instantly reduced to ashes. However, Zhan Wuyuan did not look back at the overwhelming brilliance behind him.

Because this is just a little interest for him who has endured it for a hundred thousand years!

"Jie Fan, I hope you are smart enough, otherwise your precious son will have to pay for the life of the descendants of my Zhan family!"

At the same time, in Liutian City, the horn of fighting had already sounded, and the sky and the earth were filled with blood mist, and the immortal power was everywhere.

"You four evil beasts, you are trying to be a human dog, and you have the nerve to be called the king of monsters!"

Lin Hua

When the Golden Flame Demon Bird heard this, he sneered and joked: "How dare you talk so shamelessly when you are about to die! Even you, a bunch of bereaved dogs, dare to offend the power of the Young Emperor of the Realm Clan!"

On the other side of the sky, Zhan Jinrong's spear was in his hand, and the light blade in Mu Haoyu's hand flashed with silver light. The two of them didn't care so much at this time, and stuffed the compound pill into their mouths.

Jie Yu was wearing blood armor, fighting one against two, but he was able to do so with ease. He felt Zhan Jinrong's slightly depressed aura suddenly surge, and then he showed a hint of interest.

"Oh? Zhan Jinrong, it seems you are really lucky to have such a guest."

"But it's a pity that you two are no match for me no matter what!"

Looking around, there is constant fighting in the sky. The Immortal Lords in the Black Flag Army, as well as the North and South Immortal Lords, are all struggling to support themselves.

Not only the powerful Immortal Lord, but also the Black Flag Army joined forces with many evil stars to fight bloody battles, while the Blood Guards were like war machines.

Looking around, blood mist explodes from time to time. Heavenly realm experts are here, and it is difficult to save even a whole corpse!
Chapter completed!