Wu Po Jiuxiao

"Brother Chihuang, please keep a secret about my injury..."

Ye Fantian said suddenly.

"Why is this Brahma?"

Although it is said that Ye Fantian was avoiding the old ancestor Laoyue, once he kept the injury a secret, it didn't seem to be a long-term matter.

"Hehe...it's not because I'm afraid of Lao Yue Patriarch, but because I want to attract someone..."

When he said this, Ye Fantian couldn't help showing a coldness on his face...

"It's you... why are you? Why did you do this? Our Phoenix Dynasty treats you well, why do you want to frame our brothers in injustice? You extradited this disaster to our Phoenix Dynasty. What good does it do?"

King Yunzhiwu roared loudly at the mysterious man in front of him who was surrounded by black attire. He thought that King Wuzhiwu, who had been with him for hundreds of years, died like this, and thought that he had become a three-year-old Fenwu King is the result of the indefinite distance between this life and the Wuwang-level throne. No matter how non-angry Wuwang Yunzhi is, he is also not crazy.

"Jie Jie Jie... Treat me well? It's not because of my strength. If I didn't have such a powerful strength, how could your Phoenix Dynasty take me in? Don't say how noble you are, You are nothing more than that."

"You... tell me why? Why did you frame us? We brothers seem to have never sinned against you."

At this time, Huang Wuji was already sitting on the ground paralyzed in fright.

Facing such an astonishing change, how could he, a little prince, endure such a change? The terrifying aura of the two bodies had already caused his entire psychological defense to completely collapse.

"Hehe, yes, you really didn't offend me, but someone did offend me, which is why I would use you, but I didn't expect that you two guys are so incompetent, Even after joining forces with each other, I am still not the opponent of Ye Fantian, which really makes me quite helpless."

"Ye Fantian...it's Ye Fantian again, are you using us for Ye Fantian's sake?"

King Yun Zhiwu roared with grief and indignation on his face.

"It can be said that at the beginning I just wanted to use your hands to defeat Ye Fantian, but what I didn't expect was that Ye Fantian's strength had reached such a level. Hehe, it is really beyond Exceeded my imagination..."

The mysterious man's voice was still so calm, as if he had no regrets at all for what he had done.

"Just because of your own selfishness, a Martial King level powerhouse died in our Phoenix Dynasty?"

A burst of hostility suddenly spread from the heart of this-Wu Zhiwu King, he wanted to kill the bastard in front of him, the bastard who caused the death of his brother because of him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to make a move. After all, you are no match for me in terms of strength or the development of your spirit. Don't forget, you are not a Martial King now. The strong one..."