Xianhong Road

Chapter 218 Conspiracy
Yang Fan looked at the direction in which the silver giant eagle was leaving, and the lonely figure with the sword on his back and the white clothes like snow suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Wu Shuang asked you for a decisive battle?"

Hu Fei showed astonishment, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

He has fought against Wushuang before, and he understands how powerful the opponent is. Although Yang Fan has entered the foundation building stage, it is still a bit uneasy to want to compete with him.

"The decisive battle is just a few days away, I didn't expect him to be impatient..."

Yang Fan whispered, with a faint fighting spirit rising from his body.

He had just entered Foundation Establishment, and he also wanted to verify his true strength.

Even Yang Fan himself is looking forward to what kind of power he can exert by practicing both the Heaven-Defying Immortal Art and the Peerless Demon Art.

That night, the two returned to Xianhong Medical Center, and Hu Fei quickly began to practice.

Whoosh!
A blood glow flashed in front of his eyes.

Yang Fan showed a strange expression, waved his hand lightly, and grabbed a blood-colored jade talisman, which exuded a strange aura.

He immersed his consciousness into it and got some information.

After a while, Yang Fan showed a strange expression, admiring the news of the Dark Blood Dynasty.

He and Wushuang are about to have a decisive battle, but they can't hide it from the organization.

Sighing lightly, Yang Fan turned into a blurry shadow and left Xianhong Medical Center.

In the middle of the night, he entered the underground world alone.

Inside the Dark Blood Dynasty.

"Please show the token." An indifferent voice came.

An extra bloody token appeared in Yang Fan's hand.

"Elder, please come in."

There was a hint of surprise in that voice, and then turned to a respectful and apprehensive attitude.

Yang Fan looked indifferent, and walked slowly inside. The people he met along the way all had a murderous look on them, and they were not waiting for nothing.

"Elder Yang, the monarch is waiting for you."

Lingfeng just came over and greeted him into a dimly lit study room.

"I heard that you are going to fight Wushuang?"

Yintian King's eyes were as indifferent as before, without any trace of emotion, sitting on a chair and staring at Yang Fan.

"Yes, may I ask what the king's instructions are?"

Yang Fan said calmly, he couldn't figure out why he would intervene in this private matter with the other party's status.

"You and Wushuang are both members of the organization. I don't want the elites trained by the Dark Blood Dynasty to make any mistakes."

That voice, through the black mask, seemed a little hoarse, but it also contained a strange magical power.

"Does the king want to stop our decisive battle?" Yang Fan said: "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, and Wushuang is also hard to convince."

"No, this king doesn't want to stop your fight, but there is a prerequisite."

"What conditions?"

"Till now."

The mysterious king in a black-patterned robe and a mask stood up slowly.

"What does Wushuang think?"

Yang Fan said calmly.

"This son remains silent and extremely aloof. The Dark Blood Dynasty will find it difficult to tolerate him one day."

A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Yintian Monarch.

"What if he doesn't obey?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"Hmph, if you don't obey, then on the day of the decisive battle, let the 'Sky Devourer King' assist you in killing this son."

The King Yintian smiled coldly.

Kill Wushuang!

Yang Fan gasped when he heard this, it was too cruel.

As one of the three monarchs of the Dark Blood Dynasty, the "Sky Devourer King" must be a high-ranking monk. If he made a sudden move at the critical moment of the decisive battle, he would be very sure of killing Wushuang.

"Of course, this king will not force it, the initiative is in your hands."

The murderous intent in the Emperor Yintian's eyes gradually subsided, waiting for Yang Fan's answer.

Yang Fan pondered for a long time, and finally gave an answer: "This battle between me and Wushuang was agreed a few months ago. Even if it is to fulfill this promise, I have to fight with all my strength..."

"Do you really want to fight to the death?"

The King Yintian seemed to frowned slightly.

"Yes, a life-and-death battle. Otherwise, everything will be meaningless."

King Yintian pondered for a long time and asked, "How sure are you?"

"The number is five to five." Yang Fan said flatly: "If you don't hesitate at all costs, your chances of winning will be much greater."

"Hahaha...I didn't expect you to have such a great chance of winning. This king underestimated you."

King Yintian smiled lightly, looking into Yang Fan's eyes, there was a little more concern and anticipation.

Yang Fan was stunned, feeling that the hidden king treated him a little differently.

"Since that's the case, you can rest assured to fight him. If you can really stand against Wushuang, this king will consider making you the successor of the next king."

The King Yintian said with a smile.

Successor to the king?
Yang Fan was startled, feeling elusive about the actions of the mysterious king in front of him.

"Thank you, Monarch, for your kindness." Yang Fan quickly bowed to thank him.

"I heard that you have some connection with 'Fairy Yun' from Yaoxian Valley?"

King Yintian suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes."

Yang Fan felt a little uneasy, why does the hidden king like to ask about his personal affairs?
Faintly, he felt a little displeased.

"Are you unhappy?" There was a hint of teasing in the Yintian King's tone.

"Yang is blunt, why does the king love me so much?"

Yang Fan looked directly at the mysterious king in front of him.

"Hehe, I was entrusted by a friend..." Yintian King's tone was very gentle.

"Entrusted by a friend?"

Yang Fan had a strange look on his face: "Dare to ask the king, who is your friend and what does it have to do with me?"

King Yintian whispered three words: "Liu Wuhen."

Liu Wuhen!
Yang Fan's heart was shocked, he quickly grabbed his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you know the news about my master?"

Liu Wuhen is Yang Fan's mentor, the elder Liu who has taken care of him in Yangjiabao for more than ten years.

"Well, he is a member of the organization and an elder, and he came to Kyoto once a year ago."

The hidden king replied.

"Master is also a member of the organization?"

Yang Fan was secretly shocked, and didn't know whether what he said was true.

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask." Yang Fan said hurriedly.

"Please speak." The Yintian King's tone was very flat.

"I hope that the organization can send some people to help me find my master and my father whose life and death are unknown."

Yang Fan said deeply.

He has always attached great importance to this matter, but he has no way to start, and he has more energy than energy.

"Don't worry about this matter. This is also what the organization cares about. I will send more people to search for more clues." Yin Tianjun said indifferently: "In addition, your relatives in the secular world are also subject to the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'. 'Protection, worry about these mortals without interest."

Yang Fan's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

"Protect your loved ones...is this a threat in disguise?"

Yang Fan shuddered in his heart, and said to himself, "It seems that I'm going to go home soon."

"Okay, let's go, let's fight Wushuang, don't have any worries."

King Yintian waved his hand and told Yang Fan to leave.

He had just walked for a while, and an old man with white hair and a childlike face walked out from a corner of the room.

"Fan'er is gone? Unexpectedly, in less than two years, he has entered the foundation building stage... It seems that our plan should also be accelerated."

The old man looked at the direction Yang Fan was leaving with a complicated look on his face.

If Yang Fan was present, he would have exclaimed, isn't this old man his master, Elder Liu?

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