Jiang Fan's voice seemed to come from the netherworld.
At this moment, he truly looked like a great demon with terrifying claws peeking out from behind the thick clouds in the sky.
Even Cao Ying forgot where he was and stared blankly at the man in white clothes who should have looked like an immortal, but instead looked like an unparalleled demon. But there was no fear in her heart. Instead, the dark and terrifying aura brought her a great sense of security.
But for the first time, fear surged in Fengchen's heart.
The scene seems to be right in front of you. Behind the thick clouds in the middle of the night, countless flying artifacts are hidden in the sky. With a command, the magic flames fall from the sky, the thunder falls like raindrops, and the Guanyue Peak instantly becomes a place of punishment from heavenly fire and thunder. The Feng family's thousands of years of accumulation were destroyed in one fell swoop...
He shuddered. Yes, it was a real cold war.
Guanyue Peak is too important. It contains everything that is the core of the Feng family and must not be lost. If he was prepared, Jiang Fan might not be able to do it, but who would have thought of his plan?
He was even a little scared. If Jiang Fan had taken this action directly, what kind of blow would the Feng family have suffered.
Jiang Fan looked at his changing expression, his expression as gloomy as a demon. But I was also unsure.
Damn it, this is pure blackmail.
Thousands of flying artifacts? I have only made thirty of them so far. How much weight can thirty of them carry? Moreover, the Feng family's masters gathered together, and there must be a mountain-protecting formation. If the number was insufficient, although they could bring a heavy blow to Guanyue Peak, it would be unrealistic to say that they would be razed to the ground.
It's a pity that Feng Chen didn't know about his deception. Seeing his expression, Jiang Fan knew that he was afraid. He had finally made this arrogant contemporary madman of the Feng family afraid.
Not wanting to give him a chance to think seriously, Jiang Fan said in a sharp voice, "So, I think you should seriously consider the conditions."
Fengchen suddenly gritted his teeth: "I, the Emperor, would like to hear -"
Jiang Fan said flatly: "We leave, you can't chase us, it's over, the Fuli Conference will continue to determine the outcome."
Feng Chen's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He finally got this opportunity and paid a huge price for it. He even used the Heavenly Formation Device, so let him go like this?
He is not willing to give in, he really is not willing to give in!
With a fierce glint in his eyes, he seemed to want to give it a try. The distance is so close, if Jiang Fan can be captured alive...
But looking at the gourd in his hand and countless strong men guarding him behind him, Feng Chen didn't have much confidence that he could seize the general with a thousand troops.
Once he misses, Jiang Fan, who can fly into the sky, will definitely send messages faster than himself, and Guanyue Peak will be in danger.
Countless thoughts passed through his mind like lightning.
Jiang Fan knew that he was struggling, how could Fengchen be willing to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
So, he smiled softly and suddenly said without any end: "Actually... the person you really want to kill is not me."
Fengchen, who was feeling annoyed, was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"
Jiang Fan sighed and looked at him with some pity: "Fengchen... why are you here?"
"Of course to kill you!" He said without thinking.
Jiang Fan shook his head: "No, no, you want to keep the throne."
When these words came out, Feng Chen felt as if he was struck by lightning. He looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief. Although he didn't ask anything, the expression on his face clearly betrayed his thoughts.
And this finally made Jiang Fan relax slightly. In fact, this was his real bet.
"It's surprising, isn't it?" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
Fengchen's face was downcast and his eyes flickered: "What do you know?"
Jiang Fan suddenly raised his horse and moved forward. In full view of everyone, he actually passed Cao Ying and said to them: "Be good, go back and wait for me."
Cao Ying stared at him blankly. This sound of "goodbye" made her feel calm instantly, and a huge sense of security seemed to surround her like an ocean.
Yes, that man is still the same man, calm, confident, top-notch, and omnipotent!
Even though he faced the secret emperor and the coming of heavenly beings, and was at an absolute disadvantage, he still bucked the wind with a snap of his fingers and covered the wild clouds with a chuckle.
Yes, with him here, I'm afraid of a bird!
As soon as she thought of this, Cao Ying showed a beautiful smile, stretched out her arms and hugged Jiang Xianyue: "Let's go back and wait for this bastard."
Feng Chen didn't stop him. In his eyes, he could only see Jiang Fan who was approaching slowly.
"Fengchen... let's talk in private?"
Fengchen was stunned, "You and me? Talking in private? Do you know that it only takes half a breath for me to kill you?"
Jiang Fan nodded with a smile: "I can guarantee that you can't kill me within a stick of incense, so I dare. Moreover, I think you need this chat."
Feng Chen looked at him, his eyes flashed several times, and he actually picked up the reins and walked forward.
Jiang Fan had already dismounted and sat on the ground, and even casually set up a soundproof formation within a radius of one foot.
"Taoist formation..." Feng Chen just pondered for a moment, then jumped off his horse, walked to the formation, and sat down opposite Jiang Fan.
But suddenly he saw Jiang Fan reaching out to pick the gourd on his waist. Feng Chen's brows moved and he was about to grab it with his big hand.
Jiang Fan quickly smiled: "Don't panic, one of these three gourds is wine."
As he spoke, he took out two more jade cups from nowhere, and even took out a roast chicken from his arms.
"The conditions in the wild are simple, and there are many shortcomings in entertaining the Feng family's royal master. I still hope that Haihan will do it."
Jiang Fan filled up the wine with a smile, made a gesture of invitation, and then took the lead in picking up the glass and drank it down in one gulp.
Fengchen sat cross-legged, with a frosty look on his face: "I have no time to be elegant with you."
Jiang Fan just filled his glass with wine again: "No, you do, otherwise you wouldn't come over. If you come over, you will take action immediately and won't give me a chance to talk nonsense."
"This emperor wants to do this very much." Feng Chen stared at him and said.
Jiang Fan said: "It's really not necessary. You don't understand what I just said."
Feng Chen said coldly: "You said you shouldn't be the first person I kill, then who should I kill?"
Jiang Fan stared at him for a long time and suddenly uttered three words. Feng Chen was stunned at that moment.
Feng Tiannan.
He was talking about Feng Tiannan.
Fengchen looked at him as if he was looking at a madman.
"...You mean, as a life-and-death enemy, you are here to instigate me to kill my father? Are you tired of living, or do you think I, Fengchen, am hopelessly stupid?"
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "None of them, none of them. If you are really stupid, you can't be the emperor of the secret court. I think that in your eyes, the throne is the most important thing. There is no one. I don't know what is right. It’s not right. If it wasn’t right, we would be here today.”
Feng Chen didn't speak for a while, and it wasn't until Jiang Fan finished his second cup that he slowly spoke: "You mean, even my own father is not as important as the throne?"
Jiang Fan looked at him: "Say this, I'm sorry for your brothers and sisters who died."
Feng Chen's eyes narrowed: "You know?"
"Of course, you have investigated so much about me, do you think I won't be interested in you? Fengchen, you can kill all your siblings just to have no competitors for the throne, so the throne is the most important to you, isn't this nonsense."
"But that's my dad!" Feng Chen said indifferently.
