Chapter 299: What is your relationship with the Immortal Master of the Art of Deception?
"It's really amazing." The five words that Fan Wu suddenly said at this moment made several people behind him stunned for a moment.
Because this was the first time they heard such a sentence from Fan Wu, it was really unbelievable.
Because in the impression of these people, no matter what kind of enemy Fan Wudao encounters, he will just think that the other party is interesting.
No matter whether you encounter a demon or an evil god, you will always behave like this, and you will not feel how powerful the other person is at all.
But at this time, they heard the word "powerful" from Taoist Fan Wu's mouth, which was the first time in history!
The reason why Fan Wu said such a sentence was because even though he was still outside the Imperial Preceptor's residence, even though there were many obstacles, he could still see a piece of attribute information inside that was particularly eye-catching, particularly bright red, and special.
Conspicuous!
[A clone of the Misfortune Immortal Lord - Life: - Power: 800 - Skills...]
Unless Fan Wu is blind, otherwise, it is impossible for him to not see such a piece of attribute information.
Except for those existences full of question marks, this is the existence with the most outrageous [Fate] attribute that Fan Wu has ever seen in his life. The [Fate] attribute has just reached 100,000 points, which is so eye-catching.
Moreover, the opponent's [Strength] attribute is not unreasonable. It is simply ridiculously high. The [Strength] attribute of up to 800 points is enough to crush the Sanqing Demon Lord!
I'm afraid Sanqing Demon Lord...can't withstand a few moves in front of this existence!
Maybe this person only needs to give one of them a slap in the face to kill the three of them!
No wonder Sanqing Demon Lord has such respect for this national master of the Shangwu Dynasty. It turns out that the strength gap between the two sides is so huge.
The reason why Fan Wu was sure that the other party was the Imperial Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty was naturally because besides the Imperial Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty, who else could be the most powerful person in the Imperial Preceptor's residence?
The Immortal Lord of Misfortune...
A strange word appeared in Fan Wu's eyes, which suddenly reminded him of the devious Taoist Immortal he had encountered.
Just saying the clone is so powerful, so how terrifying is the opponent's true body?
What is the relationship between these two so-called immortals? Do they know each other?
Or are the two parties actually the same person?
Why did the other party choose to appear as a human in the Shangwu Dynasty and become the national advisor of the Shangwu Dynasty?
Questions popped up in Fan Wu's mind one after another, but he was not particularly persistent about these questions. If you don't know, just don't know. It's not a big deal.
"Immortal Misfortune..." murmuring these four words and recalling some of the things the other party had secretly manipulated before, Fan Wu thought for a while and said to the people behind him: "You don't have to follow me in. You'd better go in with me."
You can run as far as you want. If conditions permit, you can call on people nearby... to escape together."
"Otherwise, Pindao, I'm not sure whether I can save your lives. You won't be able to get involved in the next step, nor will you be able to get close to it."
Every word Fan Wu said at this moment was very calm, but when it fell in the ears of Yun Jiuqing and others, it was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky!
hiss!
They couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, because no one expected to hear such words from the mouth of Master Fan Wu.
"Brother Fan Wu, is that..." Just when Yan Dahu was about to ask something, he suddenly found that his arm was grabbed by his brother Yan Dalong.
Yan Dalong looked like the sky was falling and said hurriedly: "Idiot, stop talking. Brother Fan Wu told us to run, so let's run away! Damn it, do you still want to question Brother Fan Wu?"
After all, among the two brothers, Yan Dalong is the more rational and smarter.
When Fan Wu said those words, Yan Dalong had already realized that something was wrong.
Being able to make Fan Wu say such words, Yan Dalong felt that the additional battle was indeed not something they could get involved in. Maybe just a little bit of the aftermath of the battle could kill them all!
In fact, Yun Jiuqing and Xing Fengzi, the two people who knew Fan Wu best, were the fastest. They took Tianji Coffin and Lao Qingniu without saying a word, turned around and ran away.
On the contrary, the two brothers Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, as well as Bai Sheng, were the slowest runners. Fortunately, Fan Wu did not rush into the Imperial Master's residence, but gave them a chance to stay away from this place.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the Imperial Preceptor's residence. That voice pierced Fan Wu's eardrums: "Hahaha, you are indeed the famous Prisoner of the Dragon Guard Fan Wu. He can actually tell the difference between the Imperial Preceptor and the Imperial Preceptor at a glance.
Isn’t it simple?”
"My master thought that people like you wouldn't care about the lives of those idle people, but I didn't expect that you do care about it. Hahaha! Does this mean I have caught a weakness of yours?"
The Imperial Master of the Shangwu Dynasty did not pursue Yun Jiuqing and others. It seemed that in his eyes, those people were not important, the important thing was Fan Wu.
Fan Wu smiled. Faced with such an existence whose attribute value was almost off the charts, there was no worry on his face: "If you think this is a weakness of me in the channel, then you can give it a try."
"Hahahaha! Interesting!" After the Grand Master of the Shangwu Dynasty laughed out loud, the door to the Grand Master's residence suddenly opened automatically, revealing a path inside.
Seeing the scope of this scene, I didn't worry about any ambush inside, so I just walked in.
Walking inside, Fan Wu found that the Imperial Master's residence was empty, with no one at all.
Oh, the only being who can barely be called a human being may be the national advisor of the Shangwu Dynasty.
Following such a path, Fan Wu passed through buildings one after another and finally found the backyard of the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
The backyard of the mansion looks poetic and elegant, with a small artificially dug lake inside.
There is a pavilion in the lake, and there is a long bridge connecting the pavilion in the lake. There is a person sitting in the pavilion.
Immediately afterwards, Shi Wangdao's voice sounded again: "I have sent away all the servants in the mansion. You and I are the only two people left in the entire mansion."
"And... the moment you walked into the mansion, I smelled a... somewhat familiar smell from your body."
Sitting in the pavilion, Shi Wangdao, holding a cup of tea in his hand, asked: "What is your relationship with that guy? Why is there his aura?"
"Oh?" Fan Wu said with a smile: "The guy you are talking about, shouldn't he be called the Immortal Lord of the Deception, right?"
"Indeed." Shi Wangdao nodded frankly.
In the tone of both parties, there was no trace of respect for the devious Taoist Immortal.