Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

"It's fate!"

"This person possesses an extraordinary destiny that commands awe from heaven and earth!"

Looking at Luo Chen, the Prince of Zhenbei finally understood why even Heaven and Earth dared not impose causal relationships on him.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with jealousy, resentment, and a deep-seated fear as he looked at Luo Chen!

How is that possible!

He is the number one martial artist in the Great Feng Dynasty, and all martial artists in the Great Feng Dynasty will secretly admire and respect him.

They even set him up as the ultimate goal on the path of martial arts.

In this way, by virtue of being the number one martial artist in the Great Feng Dynasty, he can gather a lot of luck to bless himself.

This makes martial arts training incredibly smooth; it's his unique martial luck!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Let Wei Yuan, that lung fog, abandon his cultivation for love, and let him take the title of the number one martial artist in the Great Feng Dynasty!

Even with the immense prestige bestowed upon him by the Great Feng Martial Fortune and the title of Prince of Great Feng, among countless other accolades, he remains unaffected.

But before this towering red pillar of light, the fortune within him actually wanted to submit.

That's right, it's surrender!

Even the warning signs of destiny in one's mind won't alert you to danger; instead, they'll tell you not to make enemies!

Such an absurd scene might make an ordinary person believe in fate, but the Prince of Zhenbei resolutely refused to believe in fate and only believed in his own fists!

"Prince Zhenbei, this kid is strange; we must join forces immediately!"

The third-rank wizard spoke with a veiled sarcasm:

"Now you don't need to worry about the empty title of the number one martial artist in the Great Feng Dynasty. Whether you are truly the best in martial arts in the Great Feng Dynasty, I cannot say for sure!"

"But I have never heard of a fist that can injure the enemy by a hair but damage yourself by ten thousand."

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Zhenbei miraculously did not refute it, but nodded in agreement.

His heartfelt praise and evaluation:

"This person's fortune is boundless, and his path to the Great Dao is unimpeded. In just a few years, he will grow... He could be as invincible as the Confucian sage of 1,600 years ago, for nearly a century!"

"Unfortunately, the feud has already begun, so we have no choice but to fight to the bitter end!"

The Prince of Zhenbei glanced at Que Yongxiu in the distance with his phoenix eyes and offered a faint reminder:

"You can't help here, stay away."

Que Yongxiu was heartbroken as he looked at the corpses of the soldiers around him.

These armored soldiers who followed him were all his trusted confidants!

The ancestors of this group of confidants and his ancestors had a long and arduous relationship, a trust that was priceless!

To break through to the second rank, the Prince of Huai risked the reputation that the Great Feng had accumulated over many years, vowing that he would surely win!

There was no reason for him not to gamble everything, and at the same time, he brought his cronies along to get promoted and make a fortune.

But now, due to the failure of the massacre and the interference of the mysterious powerful figure, they all died in vain.

Que Yongxiu could never forget the scenes of his past boasting and lofty ambitions with his confidants.

He suddenly stood up, turned his head and looked at Luo Chen with bloodshot eyes, his gaze filled with boundless resentment!

Que Yongxiu drew his precious sword from his waist, pointed it at Luo Chen, and questioned him:

"According to the laws of the Great Feng Dynasty, even if they have committed a capital crime, they can be sent to the battlefield to fight to the death against the northern barbarians!"

"They could have died honorably, but you insisted on making them die confused!"

Que Yongxiu immediately took out a high-level magic weapon, which resembled a cannon, and fired it in four directions in succession!

This item was the last trump card that the Prince of Zhenbei entrusted to him.

This was a clever plan to prevent a barbarian invasion during a potential massacre of the city, in case the Chuzhou city guards were trapped in a dream and unable to defend themselves.

Upon seeing this, the Prince of Zhenbei angrily rebuked, "Que Yongxiu! I intend to join forces with the sorcerer, and you forcibly awaken the soldiers from their dreams? What do you mean by that?!"

"Could it be that you have betrayed me?!"

Chapter 148: The Prince of Zhenbei is Fearful! There's a surprise inside, click here to unlock now.