Chapter 215 Secret plot

Yang Fan looked at the direction of the silver giant eagle leaving, and the arrogant figure carrying a sword and dressed as white as snow suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Wushuang is fighting for you?"

Hu Fei showed surprise on his face, and there was still a trace of worry in his eyes.

He and Wushuang have played this way, and they understand the opponent's strength. Although Yang Fan has entered the foundation-building stage, he can still compete with him, which is really a bit unlucky.

"The decisive battle was only in these few days. I didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to wait..."

Yang Fan whispered, and a faint sense of fighting arose on his body.

He just entered the foundation building and wanted to verify his true strength.

Even Yang Fan himself is looking forward to how powerful he can exert by practicing the Heaven-Defusing Immortal Hong Jue and the Peerless Demonic Art.

That night, the two returned to Xianhong Medical Center, and Hu Fei quickly began to practice.

Whoosh!

A blood light flashed in front of me.

Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face, waved his hand gently, and grabbed a blood-colored jade talisman, which emitted a strange aura.

He immersed his spiritual consciousness into it and obtained some information.

A moment later, Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face and admired the news of the Dark Blood Dynasty.

I am about to fight to the decisive battle with Wushuang, but I can't hide it from the organization.

With a light sigh, Yang Fan turned into a vague shadow and left Xianhong Medical Center.

Late at night, he entered the underground world alone.

Inside the Dark Blood Dynasty.

"Please show the token." A faint voice came.

Yang Fan had an extra blood token in his hand.

"Please come in, elder."

There was a hint of surprise in the voice, and then a respectful and nervous attitude turned into a state of concern.

Yang Fan looked calm and walked slowly inside. The people he met along the way were full of murderous aura, and he was not an ordinary person.

"Elder Yang, the monarch is waiting for you."

Lingfeng happened to come over and welcome him into a dim study room.

"I heard you are going to fight Wushuang?"

The eyes of the King of Yintian were as indifferent as before, without any emotion, and sat on the chair and stared at Yang Fan.

"Yes, I dare ask what instructions the king has?"

Yang Fan said with a calm expression. He was a little confused about why he was involved in this private matter with his status as the other party.

"You and Wushuang are both members of the organization. This king does not want any mistakes in the elites trained by the Dark Blood Dynasty."

The sound, through the black mask, seemed a little hoarse, but also contained a strange magic.

"Is the king going to stop our decisive battle?" Yang Fan said: "This is probably a bit difficult, and it is difficult for Wushuang to convince him."

"No, this king is not trying to stop your battle, it's just a prerequisite."

“What conditions?”

"Stop until."

The mysterious king wearing a black-patterned robe and a mask slowly stood up.

"What did Wushuang think?"

Yang Fan said calmly.

"This son remains silent, extremely arrogant, and one day the Dark Blood Dynasty will not be able to accommodate him."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the King of Yintian.

"What if he doesn't comply?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Hmph, if you don't follow, then on the day of the decisive battle, let the 'Sky-Devouring King' help you kill this son."

The King of Hidden Heaven smiled coldly.

Kill the Unparalleled!

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. This was too cruel.

As one of the three monarchs of the Dark Blood Dynasty, the "Heaven-Devouring King" must be a high-level monk. If he suddenly takes action at the critical moment of the decisive battle, he will be very sure to kill Wushuang.

"Of course, this king will not force himself, and the initiative is in your hands."

The murderous intent in the eyes of the King of Yintian gradually restrained, waiting for Yang Fan to answer.

Yang Fan pondered for a long time and finally gave an answer: "The battle between me and Wushuang was agreed several months ago. Even in order to fulfill this promise, I have to fight with all my strength..."

"Is there a life-and-death battle?"

The King of Yintian seemed to frown slightly.

"Yes, a life-and-death battle. Otherwise, everything will lose its meaning."

The King of Yintian pondered for a long time and asked, "How confident are you?"

"The number of five or five." Yang Fan said lightly: "If you do anything, your chances of victory will be much greater."

"Hahaha... I didn't expect you to have such a great chance of winning. This king underestimated you."

The King of Yintian smiled gently, and looked at Yang Fan with a hint of care and expectation.

Yang Fan was stunned and felt that the King of Hidden Heaven was a little unusual to him.

"Since that's the case, you can rest assured to fight him. If you can really compete with Wushuang, this king will consider making you the successor to the next king."

The King of Yintian said with a smile.

The successor of the king?

Yang Fan was stunned and felt unpredictable at the actions of the mysterious king in front of him.

"Thank you for your kindness, monarch." Yang Fan quickly bowed and thanked.

"I heard that you have some contact with the 'Yun Fairy' in Yaoxian Valley?"

The King of Hidden Heaven suddenly changed the topic.

"Yes."

Yang Fan was a little nervous. Why did this Yintian King like to ask about his own private affairs?

In a vague sense, his heart was a little unhappy.

"Are you unhappy?" There was a hint of sarcasm in King Yin Tian's tone.

"Yang is blunt, why does the king love me so much?"

Yang Fan looked straight at the mysterious king in front of him.

"Haha, I am entrusted by my friend..." King Yintian's tone was very gentle.

"Trust by friends?"

Yang Fan looked strange: "I dare to ask the king, who is your friend, what does it have to do with me?"

The King of Yintian said three words lightly: "Liu Wuhen."

Liu Wuhen!

Yang Fan was shocked, and he quickly grabbed his hand and said tremblingly: "Do you know the news about my master?"

Liu Wuhen is Yang Fan's teacher, and Elder Liu, who has taken good care of him for more than ten years in Yangjiabao.

"Well, he is a member of the organization and an elder. He came to Kyoto once a year ago."

The King of Hidden Heaven replied.

"Master is also a member of the organization?"

Yang Fan was secretly shocked, not knowing whether what he said was true.

"King, I have something to ask for." Yang Fan said a little hurriedly.

"Please say." The tone of the Yintian King was very plain.

"I hope that within the organization, I can send some people to help me find my master and my father who is unknown."

Yang Fan said deeply.

He has always attached great importance to this matter, but he has no idea how to start, and he has the will but lacks strength.

"Don't worry about this matter. This is also a matter of concern to the organization. I will send additional personnel to search for more clues." King Yintian said lightly: "In addition, your relatives in the secular world are also protected by the 'Dark Blood Dynasty', and you are distracted by these ordinary people without any breath."

When Yang Fan heard this, his expression changed slightly.

"Protecting your loved ones...is this a disguised threat?"

Yang Fan was shocked and said to himself: "It seems that I will rush home in the near future."

"Okay, go and fight Wushuang, don't have any worries."

The King of Yintian waved his hand and asked Yang Fan to leave.

He had just walked for a while and an old man in a cloth dress and a young face walked out of a corner of the room.

"Fan'er left? I really didn't expect that he had entered the foundation-building stage in less than two years... It seems that our plan should be accelerated."

The old man looked at the direction of Yang Fan leaving with a complicated look on his face.
Chapter completed!