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Chapter 1986 Killing the King

"Zhang Yifeng, as Xu Nantian's adopted son, aren't you afraid that your actions will involve your adopted father Xu Nantian?"

Just when Zhang Yifeng felt something in his heart, Wang Yanzhao's threatening words came into his ears.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Yifeng sneered: "Hmph, if something happened to my adoptive father, I don't mind slaughtering the entire Dali Kingdom. Maybe you think I'm talking big, but I, Zhang Yifeng, have this strength."

"you!"

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's extremely arrogant words, Wang Yanzhao originally wanted to refute, but when he said that, he couldn't even say a word.

Because from the current situation, only if Dugu Qiu takes the Hongling can they turn the tables. But if Dugu Qiu is killed by Hongling, then what Zhang Yifeng said will no longer be a big talk, and he can really do it.

Seeing that Wang Yanzhao was silent, Zhang Yifeng ignored him anymore, but walked to Luo Tianshu and handed a bottle of elixir to Luo Tianshu.

Luo Tianshu was not pretentious either. After taking the pill handed over by Zhang Yifeng, he opened the jade bottle, took out a pill and took it.

Not long after, a bloody color appeared on Luo Tianshu's originally pale face, and his originally disordered aura became much smoother. Although his strength had not yet recovered, under the influence of the pill, he could at least move freely.

"I owe you another favor." Luo Tianshu hugged Zhang Yifeng and said.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, pointed to Chu Feng who was lying on the ground and fell into a coma, and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this, you should care more about him."

Looking in the direction of Zhang Yifeng's finger, Luo Tianshu's face suddenly changed. Without any hesitation, he quickly ran to the unconscious Chu Feng and helped Chu Feng up from the ground.

"Old Chu, Old Chu!"

Luo Tianshu kept calling Chu Feng, but Chu Feng still closed his eyes and did not react at all. Only his faint breath proved that he was still alive.

Looking at Chu Feng's pale face, Luo Tianshu's eyes were full of anger, but he knew that now was not the time to act irritatedly, and the most urgent task was to treat Chu Feng quickly.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and was about to kneel down towards Zhang Yifeng, but was stopped by Zhang Yifeng.

"I once heard a saying in one place: There is gold under a man's knees. I know what you think, but don't kneel down to someone easily. The backbone that a man should have is indispensable, so he will give it to me."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Luo Tianshu nodded heavily, and then handed Chu Feng to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng squatted down and began to check Chu Feng's injuries.

After a moment, his face became solemn.

"What's wrong, is it serious?" Looking at Zhang Yifeng's frowning, Luo Tianshu couldn't help asking with a nervous look on his face.

Zhang Yifeng nodded first, then shook his head, and said, "From his situation, it is not serious. He not only consumed his essence and blood, but also suffered serious injuries. Although he cannot die for the time being, it is not easy to recover. However, I saw a folk remedy in an ancient book, which may be useful."

"Really? Do you know the folk remedy for the treatment?" Luo Tianshu's eyes lit up when he heard Zhang Yifeng's words.

"Don't be too happy too early. Some of these medicinal herbs are very precious, and I don't have them either. So..."

Zhang Yifeng didn't say anything later, but Luo Tianshu already understood what Zhang Yifeng meant.

"I can go and find any spiritual medicines," Luo Tianshu said with a firm look on his face.

Zhang Yifeng hesitated for a moment and told Luo Tianshu the names of several spiritual medicines: "That's all. By the way, I will go to Zhongzhou Qiulong King City to attend the international alchemy conference. If you have enough spiritual medicines, you can go there to find me."

International Alchemy Conference!

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Luo Tianshu's body shook suddenly.

Although he had long guessed that Zhang Yifeng might be an alchemist, when Zhang Yifeng said it in person, he was still shocked.

Although he can't refine alchemy, he knew about the International Alchemy Conference. Only the best in every continent are qualified to participate in the International Alchemy Conference once a year. He did not expect that Zhang Yifeng's alchemy level would be so high.

After learning that Zhang Yifeng is qualified to participate in the International Alchemy Conference, Luo Tianshu's heart was instantly filled with confidence.

"With him here, Mr. Chu will definitely be fine."

At this time, the fog dissipated, and Zhang Yifeng removed the formation, while hundreds of king guards who had been involved in the formation were lying on the ground, not knowing life and death.

When Wang Yanzhao saw this scene, he said to Zhang Yifeng with a complicated expression: "Did you kill them?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "No, they just fainted. My target is Dugu Yan, and I have no interest in killing them."

When Wang Yanzhao heard this, he felt inexplicably relieved.

The hundreds of kings’ personal guards in front of him, but his years of hard work, if he dies, it will be like cutting a piece of flesh in his heart, and he will definitely feel bad.

At this moment, when he heard Zhang Yifeng say that they were still alive, his heart was finally put in his stomach.

However, Zhang Yifeng's next words made his face look ugly again.

"Wang Yanzhao, as long as you kill Dugu Yan, I will let these hundreds of kings guards go, and I will also allow you to establish a new king, so that the Dugu family can continue to rule the Kingdom of Dali."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wang Yanzhao's face changed drastically and he asked, "What if I don't do this?"

"Then you all have to die."

As this sentence came out of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, a strong murderous intent emanated from him. As he was far away, Wang Yanzhao felt a little scared.

"You only have three seconds to think about it. If you haven't made a choice in three seconds, I have to do it myself."

Wang Yanzhao's face changed. He could not afford to take the charge of regicide, but if he did not agree to Zhang Yifeng's request, not only would he die, but even hundreds of kingly guards would die. In this case, he had no choice.

"Wang Yanzhao, you must know that you are loyal to the Kingdom of Dali, not Dugu Yan."

Wang Yanzhao was hesitant at first, but when he heard Zhang Yifeng's words, he made a decision in his heart.

"Okay, I promise you."

Wang Yanzhao slowly walked to Dugu Yan with a long sword in his hand, and looked down at the king he had once loyal to, his eyes full of complexity.

"Your Majesty, don't blame me, I have no choice."

As if feeling the arrival of death, Dugu Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide and said angrily: "Wang Yanzhao, do you dare to kill the lord?"

Wang Yanzhao did not speak, but cut off Dugu Yan's head without hesitation.
Chapter completed!
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