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Chapter 120 Feng Zichen's Strategies

"friend?"

After listening to the words of the messenger, the leader of the Black Fire Sect, Yan Wujin, frowned. The guardians on the left and right and the high-level guardians behind him also had different expressions and were quite surprised.

Normally, it wouldn't be a problem for Mr. Lan Yan to bring a friend back, but bringing a friend back today would be a bit of a problem.

You must know that Protector Li Huo, who had been protecting Young Master Lan Yan for many years, had just died, and the young master claimed to have brought back a friend. How weird this thing is.

"Could he be an insider of the incident involving the death of Protector Li Huo?"

Guardian Zuo said doubtfully, because the messenger clearly stated that the boy was only seventeen or eighteen years old, in his opinion, there was no way he could be the murderer of Guardian Li Huo...

"No matter what, you will know after you go and see it..."

Yan Wujin said in a deep voice and strode out of the hall. He had a vague feeling that this matter was not simple, so he wanted to find out more.

The left and right guardians and other senior officials also followed the leader's footsteps and walked towards the outside of the hall. However, as soon as they left the hall door, they saw the figure of the leader stopped. They turned around and saw a familiar figure heading this way.

He walked over, followed by a young man.

Young Master Lan Yan's condition really didn't look very good at this time, and he looked listless, but the young man behind him seemed quite interested, looking around with his eyes. It was Fengzi who had come all the way from Xingyue City.

Chen!

Since bidding farewell to Xingyue City Lord Xiao Feng, Lan Ke'er and others, Feng Zichen has been flying all the way to the Black Fire Mountains by relying on the art of super beast pseudo-painting, following the information route he learned from Master Lan Yan.

After several hours of ultra-high-speed flight, Feng Zichen finally arrived at the Black Fire Mountain Range and released Master Lan Yan from the divine power space. After all, without him to lead the way, the Black Fire Mountain Range was so big. Feng Zichen didn't know that the Black Fire Mountain Range was

Where exactly is the teaching forum?

With Master Lan Yan's strength, it was obviously impossible to resist Feng Zichen's Sharingan control. Therefore, under the leadership of Master Lan Yan, the young master of the Black Fire Sect, Feng Zichen did not reveal his identity along the way.

Go directly to the Jueyan Mountain Black Fire Cult General Forum!

"Is this the leader of the Black Fire Sect and the father of Young Master Lan Yan, Yan Wujin? It really feels different..."

Feng Zichen stood behind Mr. Lan Yan and looked at the group of people walking out of the hall. He found that they were all very strong, especially the tall man who led him, which gave him a strong aura of danger.

I couldn't help but secretly smack my tongue. Looking at the situation, the leader of the Black Fire Sect has probably entered the late stage of the Holy Realm...

"Huo'er, are you okay? Who is this person? Why don't you introduce him to your father?"

Yan Wujin looked at Mr. Lan Yan, who seemed to have an abnormal expression, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.

The strange thing is that Master Lan Yan didn't seem to hear Yan Wujin's words, and didn't respond at all.

Such a strange scene made Yan Wujin's face change slightly, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

"Huo'er... Huo'er!"

Feng Zichen on the side listened to the slightly anxious voice of the leader of the Black Fire Sect, with a strange smile on his face, and said quietly:

"Master Cult Leader, you don't have to waste your efforts. Yan Huo can't hear what you say..."

Yan Wujin's face instantly darkened, and he looked at Feng Zichen standing aside with cold eyes. An astonishing aura emanated from his body, as cold as a sharp sword!

"Who are you? Tell me! What did you do to the fire?"

Along with the angry shouts of the Black Fire Cult leader, the terrifying aura also climbed to its peak, turning into a heavy murderous intention that enveloped Feng Zichen. The pressure was enough to crush an ordinary magister!

However, what surprised Yan Wujin was that the weak-looking young man showed no signs of discomfort. Instead, he looked at him indifferently, as if he was not facing a strong man from the holy realm, but an ordinary person.

Ordinary people.

"How dare you act wildly in our Black Fire Sect? Why don't you just let us go and get you arrested?"

Behind Yan Wujin, the right protector looked at Feng Zichen who was facing the leader, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted suddenly.

Feng Zichen glanced at the right protector and ignored him. Instead, he looked at Yan Wujin, the leader of the Black Fire Sect, and said with a faint smile:

"I didn't do anything to Mr. Lan Yan. I just saw that he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. I wanted him to have a good rest in the spiritual sea..."

Yan Wujin's brows jumped slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly felt something bad in his heart. The black fire in his eyes flashed away, and the majestic fighting spirit rose up with his movements. It instantly exploded into a black light and flashed in front of Feng Zichen, and a

He turned around and returned to the entrance of the hall, holding Master Lan Yan in his arms.

"Tsk, tsk, so fast..."

Feng Zichen looked at Yan Wujin who took Master Lan Yan away from him almost instantly. He did not step forward to stop him, but just praised him.

Yan Wujin ignored Feng Zichen, but looked anxiously at the dull-eyed Ai Zi, pointed at Master Lan Yan's forehead, and used his means to explore the situation inside Master Lan Yan's body.

At the same time, a group of high-level guardians at the entrance of the hall saw the leader rescuing the young master, and rushed down with a sudden movement, quickly surrounding Feng Zichen, with tyrannical fighting spirit or...

The magic power surged crazily in their bodies, erupting with staggering power!

"Boy, you are quite brave. How dare you break into our Black Fire Cult headquarters alone?"

One of the guardians sneered and said to Feng Zichen. Feng Zichen responded with an inexplicable smile, seemingly unable to see that he was in danger.

"Tsk tsk, with three Saint Realm powerhouses, nine half-step Saint Realm magicians, and four half-step Saint Realm warriors, the Black Fire Sect is indeed a powerful force..."

At the entrance of the main hall, Yan Wujin had checked Master Lan Yan's physical condition and found that there was nothing serious, but that his mental power had been suppressed by a strange force and could not be recovered in a short time.

Yan Wujin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It didn't matter that the injury was like this. The worst case scenario he originally thought did not happen...

Yan Wujin briefly helped Young Master Lan Yan take care of himself, then temporarily put him behind him, and then looked down at the young man who was surrounded by the guardians, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"I have to say you are very brave, kid!"

Yan Wujin stood at the door of the tall hall with his hands behind his hands, looking down at Feng Zichen, and said coldly: "Tell me, who ordered you to come to our Black Fire Sect to act wild? Also, you know about Li Huo's death.

How many?"

Feng Zichen looked at Yan Wujin with some surprise. Listening to his tone, the leader of the Black Fire Sect seemed to think that he was being instigated by others?

"Oh, that's a good question. I know the most about Li Huo's death because..."

Feng Zichen suddenly showed a dangerous smile and said slowly, "...The person who killed him is me!"

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of disdain.

"You alone? Want to kill Protector Li Huo? It's really funny..."

"You don't know the heights of the world. With the energy fluctuations in the late stage of most magisters like you, you can't hurt him even if Protector Li Huo gives you one hand..."

The guardians of the Black Fire Sect are all extremely experienced half-step saint realm powerhouses. How amazing are their eyesight? The energy level in Feng Zichen's body can be seen at a glance. Although it is a bit obscure and inexplicable, it is at most the level of a late-stage magister.

, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to pose a threat to Protector Li Huo, who is a strong man in the sanctuary!

Feng Zichen quietly looked at the protectors with disdainful expressions on their faces. Without any excuse, he glanced vaguely at the ring on Yan Wujin's left hand at the entrance of the hall, and smiled coldly in his heart. You will see it later...

Yan Wujin didn't believe what Feng Zichen said, because it was really unbelievable.

"Since you don't want to say it, then I have no choice but to capture you and slowly force you to say it..."

Yan Wujin's eyes were cold and he suddenly ordered: "Guardians, get on top of me!"

After receiving the order from the leader, more than a dozen guardians shouted loudly. The violent fighting spirit and surging magic power swept away like a storm. So much half-step holy realm energy burst out, and its power was no better than that of the strong men in the holy realm.

Difference!

"drink!"

A protector gathered his fighting spirit and blasted out a huge fighting spirit, which hit Feng Zichen like a violent storm. It was so powerful that even an ordinary magician would not be able to catch it.

Feng Zichen looked at the powerful Dou Qi Pilian with a strange look in his eyes. Surprisingly, he didn't dodge or defend, and just took the blow straight up.

"boom……"

Before the guardians could show their joy, they saw the young man disappear into nothingness with a burst of white smoke, as if he had never appeared before.

"What?"

Such a strange scene shocked all the protectors. What is going on?

"ah……"

A muffled groan with hints of pain suddenly came out, and the guardians turned their heads to look, dumbfounded in shock.

At the entrance of the main hall, the leader of the Black Fire Sect, Yan Wujin, who was originally standing with his hands behind his back and was extremely powerful, now had a distorted face. Blood was spattering on his left hand. If he looked carefully, three fingers had been cut off neatly. The pain of the severed fingers made Yan Wujin stunned.

Jin was sweating profusely, looking at the murderer not far away with anger and horror in his eyes. It was Feng Zichen who had appeared behind him at some point!

All the protectors were shocked. How did that boy get behind the leader?

Feng Zichen held an extremely sharp grass sword and held a severed finger in his left hand. There was a space ring on the severed finger. Feng Zichen took the space ring and smiled with satisfaction. The goal was achieved!

Yan Wujin had recovered from the pain for a while, and when he looked at the space ring held by Feng Zichen, his expression suddenly became very ugly.

"So your purpose is my space ring?"

Feng Zichen chuckled. At this time, he could no longer hide it. The astonishing sharpness came out from his dark eyes, making his whole person look sharp.

"That's right, everything I did before was just to make you relax your vigilance. After all, according to Mr. Lan Yan, I know that the Black Fire Sect has a protective magic circle, which can be called your strongest trump card, even for the peak level of the Holy Domain.

It can also be trapped, and this space ring contains the main array disk that controls the protective magic array..."

Yan Wujin's face was ashen. He didn't expect Feng Zichen to know this. The Black Fire Sect's defensive magic circle was indeed their strongest means of resisting the enemy.

He is not afraid of the general forum...

The control array disk of this protective magic circle is divided into one main and two assistants, which are placed in the hands of myself and the left and right guardians respectively. I always carry the main formation disk with me, never leaving it, but I don't want to be taken down by this kid who I don't care about.

The black hands snatched it!

At this moment, Yan Wujin faintly felt something bad. This kid didn't seem to be as simple as an ordinary magician...


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