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Chapter 312 Fake?!

Feng Wuji was shocked and angry

The tricks used by this sloppy old man were exactly the same as the claw skills that Zhao Wu used that day by the lake.

He had heard people around him discussing the Red Refined Yin Wind Claw that day.

Extremely vicious and evil, these are the inherited combat skills of his Zhao family.

Since the sloppy old man in front of me knows how to do it, his identity is obvious!

The old man didn't expect that the young man in front of him would reveal his identity. He was so shocked that he failed to catch the huge golden sword.

In an instant, he was completely suppressed by Dao Gang, and his figure fell to the ground!

boom!

The cracked red earth suddenly shook.

I saw a deep trench ten feet long on the ground!

The slovenly old man was nowhere to be seen.

Feng Wuji snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand and sucked into the deep ditch!

boom!

The suction force was strong, and after a while, an old figure covered in blood was sucked out of the deep ditch.

The sloppy old man had fainted. His bones were broken to pieces, and he looked even more embarrassed.

Feng Wuji's fingertips flashed with blue light, turning into a cold spring of water and showering on the sloppy old man's face.

Zhi!

The sloppy old man pursed his chapped lips.

water?!

Where does such clean water come from in this place!

He woke up suddenly and jumped up from the ground.

Feng Wuji snorted coldly and counted with his fingers.

The clear spring gushes out again, then begins to condense, turning into perfect ice shackles, locking the sloppy old man so that he cannot move.

The sloppy old man struggled desperately, but found that the ice was extremely hard and solid, and he couldn't break free.

He stared at the thin-skinned young man in front of him with extreme fright and anger, and shouted in an old and hoarse voice:

"let me go!"

I was filled with joy thinking that a prey had arrived.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the prey would suddenly transform into a hunter, and he himself would be caught instead.

The sloppy old man was a little frustrated.

Feng Wuji looked at him coldly and asked:

"what's your name?"

"Why are you here!"

The sloppy old man looked blank and ignored Feng Wuji.

He looked as if he could not mourn more than he was heartbroken.

"Pretend to be stupid, right?"

Feng Wuji's lips curved into a sneer.

"If I guessed correctly, you are from the Zhao family in Duanhun Ridge?"

"Judging from your aura and condition, you have been stuck here for a long time."

"What I'm very curious about is that a cultivator at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm can actually be in such a miserable state."

"Looking at you, it looks like you haven't eaten for a long time, right?"

Practitioners in the Zifu realm have long known that they can live without grains and feed on their vitality.

But for some reason, the vitality here is extremely thin.

Judging from the hungry look on this man's face, it seems that food is extremely scarce.

The sloppy old man was shocked. The young man clearly explained his heel and legs in just a few words.

He became more and more silent, lowering his head and saying nothing.

When Feng Wuji saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Boom!

A mysterious light flashed on his hand, and a vial suddenly appeared in his palm.

Feng Wuji gently unscrewed the cork and blew gently, and the fragrance of the elixir suddenly hit his nostrils.

The slovenly old man trembled and hurriedly took the lead, staring at the vial in Feng Wuji's hand with an extremely urgent expression.

"Want this?!"

Feng Wuji had a devilish smile on his face and said seductively:

"As long as you answer my questions."

"This Yuan-Condensing Qi Pill belongs to you all over your body!"

The Qi-Condensing Pill is not a very difficult pill.

Its function is also very simple, which is to store vitality.

Many practitioners take some with them when they go out for training, just in case they need it!

The sloppy old man swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice:

"You...really...can give me...the elixir?!"

Feng Wuji's expression was indifferent:

"Believe it or not, it's up to you!"

The old man gritted his teeth and finally nodded and said:

"My name is...Zhao Anfu, the head of the Zhao family in Duanhun Ridge!"

A gleam flashed across Feng Wuji's eyes!

Zhao Anfu!

Before he came to participate in the trial, he had found out all the information about the four major families.

This Zhao Anfu is the current head of the Zhao family, Zhao Wu’s father!

According to outside rumors, Zhao Anfu died unexpectedly two hundred years ago and left a will to pass on the title of head of the family to his youngest son Zhao Wu.

"So, you have been trapped here for two hundred years?!"

Zhao Anfu nodded, sighed, and said with difficulty:

"Back then, after we discovered Soul Seizing Valley, I personally led the team to explore."

Feng Wuji sneered when he heard this.

Zhao Wu was indeed full of nonsense. When he took out the map earlier, he said in public that this was his first exploration.

It turns out that the actions of the four major families to seize the rare treasures from the Soul Seizing Valley had already begun.

His expression changed and he asked:

"Then how did you break through the black fog on the island?"

Zhao Anfu shook his head and said:

"I don't know what happened. A purple figure passed over Tianjue Peak and directly broke into the Soul Seizing Valley."

"Tian Jue Peak is extremely dangerous and no one will move around. On weekdays, everyone enters and exits the Soul-Taking Valley through another road."

Feng Wuji nodded, which was consistent with the previous information.

But the figure that forced its way from Tianjue Peak made him feel in a trance.

Is it you, Gao Ziyu!

Feng Wuji got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind and continued to ask:

"Then what?!"

"We followed the figure all the way to the Soul-Taking Valley. We were surprised to find that the black fog on the island briefly disappeared after the figure arrived."

"We thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so we gathered our people and prepared to give it a try."

"Unexpectedly, after entering the giant palace, I encountered various accidents and suffered heavy losses in manpower. And I fell into the turbulence of time and space due to fate, and ended up here."

Feng Wuji narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Where did that purple figure go? What did he want to do?"

Zhao Anfu shook his head and sighed:

"The senior disappeared without a trace as soon as he entered the giant palace. We don't know what happened."

Feng Wuji was a little disappointed, but then he calmed down:

"Then you, the vanguard group who came in, have a way to contact those who stayed outside?"

"There is no way, this place is enveloped by an inexplicable force."

"But our four major families have done a lot of research on soul arts, and there are secret techniques that can strip the information from the soul and use it to transmit it."

"I don't know if the tribesmen outside have received this information."

Feng Wuji sneered and said, "Soul art? You have quite a lot of research on it?"

Zhao Anfu did not dare to refute, and was silent for a while, then suddenly asked curiously:

"By the way, you young man, how did you get in? Why are you the only one here?"

"The Zhao family...is still okay?!"

Feng Wuji had a serious expression on his face and grinned:

"Your Zhao family is very good."

"The birth of this rare treasure has brought together all the major forces in the Western Continent of Lanyue Continent."

"As for the four major families, the leader this time is your son, Zhao Wu."

When Zhao Anfu heard this, he collapsed on the ground as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

His face turned pale and he murmured:

"It's over..."

Feng Wuji's expression changed and he said in a deep voice:

"What's over?"

Zhao Anfu looked sad and said in fear:

"The birth of a strange treasure... is fake!"

He suddenly shouted hysterically:

"Fake!!!"

"This is a trap!!!"

Feng Wuji's expression changed and he said in surprise:

"What!?"


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