Swire Overlord

Chapter 481 Raksha Jade Pendant
"Don't stop the Shuiyue Empire from sending troops!" Feng Changle said seriously.

Zhao Yufan raised his eyebrows, and didn't say a word, but his tenacious attitude showed his attitude.

Feng Changle seemed a little annoyed, staring fiercely into Zhao Yufan's eyes, and said indifferently: "The organization sent me here, not to stop you, but to kill you!"

"Kill me?" Zhao Yufan's mouth twitched, and he asked nonchalantly, "Do you dare?"

"Dare?" Hearing this sentence, Feng Changle stared at Zhao Yufan disdainfully as if he had heard some joke, patted his face, and said sarcastically, "You don't really think you are great, do you? Don't tell me." If it's you, we dare to kill even the great emperor of a country, let alone you?"

The killing intent radiated from Feng Changle, and Zhao Yufan couldn't help but feel a chill. He knew Feng Changle was not joking, and seeing Feng Changle's slightly ferocious eyes, he frowned and asked, "Then why didn't you kill me just now?" ?”

"I have a good impression of you, so I haven't killed you, but if you want to destroy Yu Luocha's plan, you have to die!"

Feng Changle said without hesitation, his arm was slowly raised, and he raised a cold palm on Zhao Yufan's head, and asked coldly: "I'm asking you again! Do you want to die?"

"I want to live! But..." At this point, his figure suddenly retreated, and the following words followed: "I must stop it!"

"Death!" Feng Changle didn't hesitate, and slapped Zhao Yufan's chest with his palm.

With a muffled "bang", a sharp palm hit Zhao Yufan's chest directly, and his shirt was completely shattered under the palm.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yufan stood with his sword in hand, and the world in front of him became a little trance.

Feng Changle's figure slowly approached, and soon walked in front of Zhao Yufan, "I'm asking you, do you want to die or live?"

"It must be stopped!"

Zhao Yufan's voice was a little weak.

"Hey..." Feng Changle sighed, slowly raised his right arm, and decided to kill Zhao Yufan.

The moment he raised his right arm, his eyes looked at the pendant on Zhao Yufan's chest inadvertently. Seeing this pendant, his face became tense, his pupils shrank rapidly, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and the raised arm unexpectedly fell slowly. .

Zhao Yufan already felt death, and just when he thought he was about to die, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing in front of him.

Taking a closer look, Feng Changle has already drifted away, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Zhao Yufan froze in place, not understanding why Feng Changle would let him go. His killing intent just now was not a lie, how could he give up killing himself in such a short time?Could it be that he really thinks that he is a talent, so he is reluctant to kill himself?But this reason is far-fetched.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhao Yufan looked ahead and continued on his way.

Feng Changle walked in the jungle, feeling a little dazed. He didn't expect that Zhao Yufan would bring the jade pendant that Yu Luocha had been looking for for more than ten years.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he entered an underground palace. The palace was full of veiled guards. Each of these guards had the cultivation base of the Martial King, and even some masters of the Martial Emperor's cultivation were mixed in it.

Walking into the innermost part of the palace, there is nothing but an old man with a wrinkled face sitting on the topmost seat.

The old man's face was red, his eyes were piercing, his two long white eyebrows trembled slightly, his eyes fell on Feng Changle like lightning, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Feng Changle knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "I pay my respects to the Rakshasa leader."

The Rakshasa leader didn't have any expression on his face, and asked leisurely: "How is the matter going? Is Zhao Yufan dead?"

"Not dead!" Feng Changle replied.

"Huh?" Rakshasa leader pondered, staring at Feng Changle with both eyes, and hummed softly.

Feng Changle suddenly felt trembling all over, opened his mouth slightly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The majestic Emperor Wu, Feng Changle, who was able to fight against King Yun, was directly and seriously injured by Yu Luocha's soft snort.

"You let him go?"

"Yes!!" Feng Changle wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the Rakshasa leader, and was a little surprised: "I, I saw the jade pendant."

"Raksha jade pendant?" Raksha leader suddenly got up, stared at Feng Changle and asked.

Feng Changle nodded, but said nothing.

"Have you seen it clearly?" The Rakshasa leader obviously couldn't believe it, and asked questioningly.

Feng Changle nodded, and said solemnly: "See clearly!"

"Hmm! I'm sure!"

Staring at Feng Changle, the leader of the Rakshasa muttered to himself: "Zhao Yufan! It turned out to be Zhao Yufan! If it is really him... then our Jade Rakshasa will rule the Ten Kingdoms just around the corner, haha..."

Laughter echoed in the dark palace and could not be calmed down for a long time.

The laughter finally calmed down. After a long time, the Rakshasa leader said slowly: "Although this matter is not your fault! But you should know our rules!"

Hearing this, Feng Changle's expression was a little gloomy, but he still nodded firmly. He knew very well that if he failed to complete the task, he would be severely punished. According to the extent of his failure to complete the task, he would definitely die.

The leader of Luocha slowly walked in front of him, stared at Feng Changle for a long time, and suddenly waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I have a task for you to kill Wang Baichuan of Qinglan Sect and Marshal Liu of Zimang Empire. It is to clear some obstacles for Zhao Yufan, and... I want Zhao Yufan's detailed information!"

"Yes!" Feng Changle nodded, bowed and left. At this moment, cold sweat was already seeping from his back.

After Feng Changle left, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Luosha leader's mouth, and he whispered softly: "Hey...you should go and see this Zhao Yufan."

……

Zhao Yufan finally arrived at the capital, and went straight to the palace before he even had time to go to the Palace of the God of War.

Hearing that Zhao Yufan had returned and rushed to the palace, the senior officials in the capital immediately noticed something.

Zhao Yufan's purpose in rushing from Zimang Empire to Shuiyue Empire in such a hurry is beyond doubt.

The moment Zhao Yufan stepped into the palace, members of the faction headed by Li Shengji also rushed to the palace one after another. At the same time, the ministers who advocated the attack also rushed to the palace one after another. They wanted to prevent Zhao Yufan from persuading the emperor.

The Great Emperor Cai Dingtian has been very busy lately. When he heard Zhao Yufan coming, he didn't want to see him at first, but after thinking about it later, he felt that it would be more appropriate to listen to his opinion.

Zhao Yufan rushed to the palace with a layer of dust on his body, and he seemed to be running all the way.

"Sit down." The emperor waved his hand, continued to look down at the map, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yufan didn't sit down, but took a few steps forward, and when he came to the Emperor, his gaze fell on the map that the Emperor was looking at, which was a map of the sea areas of the Zimang Empire and the Shuiyue Empire.

He frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Great Emperor, do you want to start a war?"

"Yeah!" Cai Dingtian didn't shy away from Zhao Yufan, nodded very seriously, and said quite seriously: "We have been suppressed by the Zimang Empire these years, and our Shuiyue Empire should vent our anger!"

Zhao Yufan did not dissuade him, but looked at the map and asked softly, "Then how do we fight?"

"The Falcon Empire is in charge of the land attack! We are in charge of attacking by water. The Zimang Empire is under attack from two sides, so there should be no chance of winning, right?" Cai Dingtian stared at Zhong Zhao Yufan with a smile, and asked seriously. This is also a kind of temptation.

(End of this chapter)