Wu Po Jiuxiao

With long blond hair and a slightly thick appearance, combined with that slightly silly aura, but with a sense of seriousness and sincerity, this descendant of the royal family of Rongtian Kingdom is really impressive at first sight. After that, there will be a lot of good feelings.

"This person may be able to become a generation of princes, but he is not a material for being an emperor!"

This also coincides with Ye Fantian's judgment just now about the fact that there is only a three-point Martial King level Martial Cultivator beside this young man.

As for the remaining man who looked to be in his 30s, he was dressed in a luxurious robe, with exquisite lines drawn, and the extremely neat long blond hair on his head, standing there proudly, his face full of Vice—I am a noble figure.

"It's just a guy at the level of a martial artist, but he is so arrogant, even more arrogant than that master."

Ye Fantian couldn't help but shook his head and said.

"Mr. An, let's take a rest first. After such a long time, I think you should be exhausted."

The old man beside him nodded slightly after hearing the words:

"What the young prince said is that we really need to take a break. The old slave has already inquired. There is still a long way to go from here to the Black Jade Empire. It will take seventeen days at the earliest to get there."

"Hmph... Seventeen days, yes, for a waste who is low in strength and has always been lacking in cultivation, this journey really needs to take a break."

The mature man sneered coldly, his tone and demeanor, as if he should be the master, and the other two were his subordinates.

"If Qiu Renfeng says you don't want to stay here, you don't need to stay here. It's enough to have Elder An by my side."

The young prince's face flushed red, and he shouted with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Really? Do you think I'm willing to be here? Let me tell you, if it wasn't for the eldest prince's order, I wouldn't want to be with you, a prince who has never been recognized by the emperor. Fortunately, it was only a ten-day stay." It's just time, and I'll be out of here soon."

"presumptuous!"

An Lao roared in his mouth, as a three-point martial king-level powerhouse, that is also a terrible martial arts under several people, but now he is so presumptuous by a martial artist-level junior, how can An Lao not be angry.

Following his angry shout, the surrounding space suddenly began to quickly sweep up in a kind of fluctuation that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

In the next moment, the opponent's body was already firmly suppressed.

"You... you guys are so courageous..."

The hot ridicule and sarcasm along the way made Qiu Renfeng forget that the old man standing in front of him was a three-point Martial King-level strongman, and he was enough to kill himself countless times by moving his fingers. Terrible master.

I am so impatient to find fault in front of the other party, isn't this pure courting of death?

"You... what do you want to do? Young prince, don't forget that I came here to accompany you under the orders of the eldest prince. I can't justify it."