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Chapter 145

In the prince’s mansion, Jian Fengyun and his group also came out.

"Brother, the fat man left early in the morning and said he wanted to buy some wine and food to see the Xuancheng Master. I will take you on the adventure street first and then enter the palace later!" Yuan Feng led Jian Fengyun out.

"This fat man actually rode my little white away, which made me have no mount!" The divine dog lay on Wang Chuyuan's shoulder with an unhappy look on his face.

When Jian Xueer saw this scene, she smiled freshly and said, "Just stay with me and the young master obediently, so that you can do bad things again!"

"Yes, what the hostess said!" The divine dog drooped his head, but his eyes were flashing with a thief. He looked at the huge imperial city and didn't know what he was thinking about.

Yuan Feng led this sword Fengyun to Mercenary Street, where warriors trade their cultivation resources.

"Hey, why are there so many Tianyang Divine Guards in the Imperial City?" Yuan Feng stood in front of a stall and muttered with confusion on his face.

Tianyang Divine Guard is the strongest army in the dynasty. This army has only 6,000 people, but the minimum cultivation level is all in the Lingyuan Realm, and more than half are in the Lingfu Realm. The peak of the Lingfu Realm is the captain, the true spiritual realm is the captain, and the Lingwang Realm is the commander.

There are three commanders of the Tianyang Divine Guard, the Royal Family, Tianyang Daoyuan, and the Pan Family. In other words, these three forces all have one-third of the Tianyang Divine Guard.

A commander, ten captains, twenty teams, each team has ten people, and each team is led by a peak warrior at the Lingfu realm. Such an army has already given the three forces a strong strength.

The Pan family and Tianyang Taoist Court are nominally powered by the dynasty, so the commander of the Tianyang Divine Guards in these two sides is just the deputy commander, and the real orthodox commander is a master in the palace.

A small team came towards me, uniformly patrolling back and forth, and no one dared to stop him from passing by.

The divine dog knew why the Pan family mobilized so much, and couldn't help but wince. He lay quietly in Jian Xueer's arms, and his eyes were constantly turning.

On Mercenary Street, the young lady from the family shaking her nylon feather fan and walking swaying, trying to find suitable spiritual materials for cultivation.

There are people wandering around the street stalls, and there are many powerful mercenaries or warriors.

Jian Fengyun glanced around, spread the blanket, took out a large number of Xuan-level spiritual herbs and monster leather armor from the storage ring, and placed it on the ground.

"Come on buying spiritual medicine, spiritual materials, spiritual stone transactions. My Yuanfeng's elder brother sells things. Come on if you want it!" Yuanfeng saw that there were fewer customers, so he couldn't help but shout.

Green spirit grass, black flowers, black jade fruit, earth spirit ginseng...

The monster fire pig's beast horn leather armor, the sharp teeth of the earth spirit lizard, and several mysterious monster monster crystals are almost everything. It is of great value.

Yuan Feng shouted, and instantly attracted the attention of a large number of rich young men and ladies, all of them surrounded him. Some forces also had their eyes lit up, and their eyes were shining, as if there were some huge news.

"It turns out that Young Master Feng Er sets up a stall here. I wonder what Young Master Feng Er wants to play something again today. I heard that your elder brother is not that Wang Shapang? Why did you think it would be such a thin man?" A handsome young man in gorgeous clothes pushed away the people around him, looking at Jian Fengyun with disdain, Yuan Feng and the others said coldly.

"Hey! I said Pan Hua, why did you mention my second brother when you talk to me? I didn't see you having such a big opinion when Panjiayuan was burned back then! The fat man is my second brother now, and he is back, and my eldest brother is here too. You should be careful in the future, otherwise we will go to Panjiayuan again!" Yuan Feng responded coldly.

"You, you, hum! Just because of this little white face, he looks pretty handsome, but unfortunately the embroidered pillow is not useful!" Pan Hua uh, and immediately snorted coldly, looked at Jian Fengyun contempt, and deliberately provoked.

Seeing Pan Hua's actions, everyone couldn't help but mention the spirit and watch. Pan Hua, the third master of the Pan family's direct line, Pan Jun, and Pan Xiong were his cousins. Although their strength was only in the early stage of the Lingfu realm, relying on the power of the Pan family and the majesty of his cousin, they were also considered a famous existence in the imperial city.

Jian Fengyun felt hostility in an instant, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes shot into Pan Hua's eyes instantly. Pan Hua's eyes suddenly magnified, his body sank, and he felt that he was having difficulty breathing.

Pan Hua's breath shook, resisting the faint pressure in the air, and then snorted coldly: "Boy, why are you glaring? Today, I bought all these things. I will ask for this little beauty around you, so you can offer a price!"

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes and a wicked look shot out, sweeping towards Jian Xueer beside him.

"Get out!" Jian Fengyun was furious and said a word coldly.

Xue'er is his reverse scale. For her sake, Xue'er has endured the punishment of the way of heaven. Now that her memory has not been fully restored, she needs to protect the most in this life. Now someone is trying to touch her. It's really a death!

"What did you say? You dare to talk to me like this. Today, I not only want to take away all your spiritual materials, but I also want to play with you in front of you, the little girl who is so beautiful!" Pan Hua grinned and his tone was extremely cold.

"Pan Hua, don't bully people too much, I still..." Yuan Feng looked embarrassed and immediately stood up. Although his third prince was nominally a prince, he had no strong men at all and had no money under his command. Compared with Pan Hua, the direct young master of the Pan family, he was really defeated.

Jian Fengyun pulled Yuan Feng over and interrupted him. For Pan Hua, a young man who was looking for death, he could only communicate with him with his fists. He didn't want to talk nonsense at all.

"Get out!" Cold flames burst out from Jian Fengyun's eyes, and the powerful momentum suddenly surged out, pressing towards Pan Hua.

The people around could not feel the momentum of Jian Fengyun at all, but Yuan Feng felt as if he was hit by a mountain. When his body hurt, he directly retreated several steps.

"What a crazy person, do you dare to offend Pan Hua, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

"I guess they are from the outer city, just a person who doesn't know how to live or die. In the imperial city, few people can offend the Pan family and walk out of the imperial city intact."

The young men and ladies from the surrounding imperial city bowed their heads and talked.

Pan Huayun naturally knew that the strange thing on his body was caused by Jian Fengyun. When he heard the praises of the people around him, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. His eyes flashed and he said angrily: "You are looking for death!"

As he finished speaking, Pan Hua's early momentum burst out from the spiritual palace realm. The light blue thunder attribute spiritual power surged, and he directly sacrificed an iron whip engraved with the thunder attribute inscription.

"The Pan family's small thunder whip, this kind of spiritual weapon that is most suitable for the thunder spirit power in the Pan family's unique secret system, looks like the weapon light is at least the best-grade spiritual weapon at the Xuan level."

Someone around recognized the weapons used by Pan Hua and said in surprise.
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