Jia Tianyu took a few steps forward, with a long-lost smile on his face.
This is the kind of smile that only appears when old friends meet, and it is extremely precious.
Although Jin Xuanfeng killed many people and was brutal and bloodthirsty, he earned the title of "Butcher's Knife".
But he himself doesn't like this title.
So Jia Tianyu called him "Butcher's Knife" in private, but changed his name to "Lao Jin" when they met.
"Counting the time, the last time we met was thirty years ago. Why do you think of me this time?"
Jin Xuanfeng was serious about his words.
Thirty years ago, Jia Tianyu asked him to help find clues about Lei Wuji, but Jin Xuanfeng refused.
Jia Tianyu was very angry for a time, thinking that the other party was ungrateful.
It wasn't until many years later that he calmed down and thought about it carefully, maybe it wasn't that Jin Xuanfeng was ungrateful, but that he didn't want to rub salt in the wound.
When Lei Wuji disappeared, who didn't rack their brains to find out his whereabouts?
With Jin Xuanfeng's loyalty to Lei Wuji, how could he be ungrateful?
Jia Tianyu was overwhelmed with anger and lost his mind for a moment, and then he misunderstood Jin Xuanfeng.
But when he woke up, it was already several years later.
The two had little contact with each other, so they gradually lost contact, and the misunderstanding was never resolved.
Therefore, Jia Tianyu's personal visit this time also surprised Jin Xuanfeng.
Jin Xuanfeng deliberately used the training ground as a shield. On the one hand, he was still angry at the past, and on the other hand, he also wanted to test Jia Tianyu's sincerity.
"Yes! Thirty years have passed, it seems like yesterday!"
Jia Tianyu showed a trace of guilt on his face.
"That's all, the past is in the past. You know my temper, Lao Jin, and you won't listen to any pretentious words.
Tell me, what's the purpose of coming here this time? It's not just for that trivial matter back then, right?"
Jin Xuanfeng also got straight to the point.
"Take a step to speak."
Jia Tianyu's face turned serious.
"No need, just stay here."
After Jin Xuanfeng finished speaking, he gave Xu Xiuming a hint in his eyes.
Xu Xiuming understood this and immediately shouted loudly, "All soldiers, leave the field quickly!"
Soon, the training ground was empty.
"Tell me, what is it that makes you, Mr. Jia, so mysterious?"
Jin Xuanfeng was extremely curious.
Jia Tianyu glanced at Qin Mo, "We have news about Boss Lei."
boom!
Jin Xuanfeng's body suddenly shook, and his topaz-like pupils suddenly shrank.
"Boss Lei is still alive?"
Jin Xuanfeng was extremely excited.
Jia Tianyu nodded and said: "Boss Lei is still alive, but he has been sealed by the seven lords and cannot escape."
"I was wondering why Mr. Lei disappeared for no reason. It turned out that it was the seven of them who did it!"
Jin Xuanfeng clenched his fists tightly, and an earth-shaking murderous aura swept over him.
The training ground was shaken so hard that it seemed like it was about to burst.
"Where is Boss Lei? I'm going to rescue him right away."
Jin Xuanfeng was extremely excited.
"You can't save him."
Qin Mo suddenly spoke.
"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say this?"
Jin Xuanfeng responded angrily.
Without waiting for Qin Mo's response, Jia Tianyu quickly explained: "Old Jin, don't be reckless. This is the successor appointed by our Lord of the Territory, and he is our crown prince."
"Prince?"
Jin Xuanfeng was stunned.
"Hahahaha... It's a big joke in the world, when did we have a prince?"
He threw back his head and laughed.
"We came to you this time just to tell you about this matter."
Jia Tianyu looked solemn.
"Are you kidding?"
Seeing how serious the other party was, Jin Xuanfeng stopped laughing.
He looked at Qin Mo with his eyes, his golden eyes flashing with strange light, as if he wanted to pry into Qin Mo's secrets.
Unfortunately, in the mortal city, Jin Xuanfeng's cultivation was suppressed to less than 10%, so he couldn't see many of Qin Mo's secrets.
"I have verified that he is indeed the descendant of Boss Lei. I know you won't believe it even if I say so much, so I want to make a bet with you this time."
As Jia Tianyu spoke, he took out the Great Dream Ancient Furnace.
When the word "gambling" was mentioned, Jin Xuanfeng suddenly became interested.
"How to bet?"
Jin Xuanfeng's eyes fell on the Dameng Ancient Furnace.
"Don't you doubt Qin Mo's identity as the prince? You might as well have a bet with him. If you lose, you will do your best to assist Qin Mo.
If Qin Mo loses, we will let you handle it without any complaints."
Jia Tianyu looked confident.
"Old Jia, are you sure you want to bet like this?"
Jin Xuanfeng's face darkened.
"Since we dare to come, we are sure to win against you."
Jia Tianyu smiled.
Jin Xuanfeng didn't reply, his eyes locked on Qin Mo again, "Then stop talking nonsense, see you in the dream space."
Say it.
He took the initiative to inhale the incense and enter the dream space.
"Iron Fan, you stay here and I'll go in and take a look."
Jia Tianyu gave an order and then entered the dream space with Qin Mo.
Once in the dream space, everyone's cultivation level immediately returned to normal.
Jin Xuanfeng's whole body was boiling with murderous aura, and the huge magic power enveloped the world. It was really like being possessed by the god of death, which was daunting.
Qin Mo's breath was stagnant, and he was secretly shocked, "This guy is worthy of the name of the Butcher's Sword, and the aura of violence in his body is really terrifying. I'm afraid this kind of person will never be able to become a land god!"
If you want to become a land god, you have to go through all kinds of catastrophes. The more violent you are, the greater the catastrophe.
The butcher's knife seems to be only one step away from being a land god, but it is also a step that can never be surpassed.
"So you are Daluo Jindan, no wonder you dare to come to Zhentianmen to challenge me."
Only then did Jin Xuanfeng realize what was extraordinary about Qin Mo.
"However, with your status as a Daluo Jindan, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes, let alone a prince."
Jin Xuanfeng showed a bloodthirsty sneer.
He grabbed it with five fingers, blood-colored thunder and lightning flashed, and a dark golden sword appeared in his palm.
Xuantian ZanpakutÅ!
Excellent Taoist tool!
"This sword was made by Boss Lei using the thunder method. Since you claim to be the descendant of Boss Lei, you must be worthy of this sword!"
Jin Xuanfeng suddenly swept across with his sword, and a violent bloody thunder and lightning sword light almost cut off the dream space.
This sword condenses tens of thousands of years of cultivation and can cut through the stars, the sun and the moon.
"So what if I take a stab at you!"
Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, and the Heavenly Devouring Sword struck straight down.
The Great Luo Jindan is circulating, and forty-nine sources of origin surge out.
The Great Divine Slayer Technique and the Great Origin Technique broke out one after another.
A huge sword edge opened up the sky and the earth, and collided with the sweeping blood-colored thunder and lightning sword light.
One horizontally and one vertically, forming a staggered cross.
Boom!
The loud noise that shook the earth seemed to shake the dream world to pieces.
Where the sword edge and the sword light intersect, billions of thunderbolts burst out, turning the sky and the earth into white.
Qin Mo and Jin Xuanfeng were knocked back one after another.
"Shenxu?"
Seeing the terrifying sword energy fluctuating all over the sky, Jin Xuanfeng looked sideways at it.
There is clearly a trace of immortal energy in these sword energy. How could it be possible without having the divine ruins?
"So this is your real trump card!"
Jin Xuanfeng frowned, surprised, and even more bloodthirsty and excited.
