Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

In the city lord's palace, Yang Feng was taken to the back garden by the king's secretary. As soon as he stepped into the back garden, Yang Feng felt the heat wave coming towards his face, but the surrounding flowers and plants did not feel the slightest impression. This was a subtle control of the domain.

However, Yang Feng was not surprised. Being able to open up the domain in the city lord's palace to form a wall of fire to block the tide of ferocious beasts is enough to prove that Zhao Lingjun's cultivation has reached the peak of the transformation realm. He only has to realize the true meaning and open the heavenly gate before taking the final step.

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"The city lord is waiting for you inside. Although the beast tide has been temporarily isolated, the city lord's mansion suffered heavy losses this time. I have other things to do so I won't accompany you."

Master Wang tapped the rockery next to him, and then the pavilions, water pavilions, rockery and trees moved, forming a huge formation. In a flash of light, Yang Feng's figure disappeared into the back garden.

"Space formation?"

The light in front of Yang Feng's eyes dissipated, and he appeared in a quaint courtyard. There was only a century-old tree, a pair of stone benches, and an old house in front of him.

"come in."

Suddenly the door of the old house opened, and a billowing heat wave surged in the courtyard. Yang Feng stood in the courtyard and frowned, and then stepped into the old house.

On the simple stone bed, Zhao Lingjun was meditating with his eyes closed. The mighty vitality surged around him, and the heat wave caused a mist to form in the room.

"For someone who has the talent to cultivate a monster like you, can you tell me which force is behind you?"

Yang Feng suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart. His right hand subconsciously rested on the hilt of the broken sword.

"Zhao Lingjun wants to take action against me?"

My impressions of Zhao Lingjun are all based on the history that has not changed. I have reversed time, and countless changes have occurred in the process. Whether Zhao Lingjun is an enemy or a friend is still unknown. If he wants to attack him at the peak of the Transformation Realm, he can only fight to the death.

There is no second way to go.

After a long time, Zhao Lingjun continued to speak: "To be able to face the spiritual pressure of the field directly, your talent far exceeds those of the so-called geniuses in the world. Are you interested in entering the Qingjun Hall?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows. Qingjuntang is a secret organization of the Daxu Dynasty. Its existence is extremely mysterious. It is an organization secretly ordered by Taizu Taizu of Daxu. The existence of Qingjuntang in the past dynasties has only one purpose, to Qingjun!

There has never been a lack of confrontation between loyalists and traitors in the courts of the past dynasties. This is the king's balancing act. In order to ensure that this balance is not broken, there was the Supervisory Guard, an executioner organization that belongs exclusively to Emperor Daxu. It is responsible for supervising officials in various places.

Kill first and then give power, but the power of being in charge of a genius will inevitably corrode people's hearts, and there will be situations where a virtuous minister from far away will be raped, and this is the responsibility of Qingjuntang.

Kill the treacherous ministers, correct the chaos, and bring the emperor back to the right path. Qingjuntang does not belong to the jurisdiction of the emperor, nor does it belong to anyone in the royal family. Only the dean of Cangsheng College can mobilize the members of Qingjuntang. As for why Taizu did this

I believe that at Cangsheng College, Yang Feng did not have too many entanglements in his previous life. After all, by the time he entered the Xiaju realm, the Daxu Dynasty had already been torn apart due to civil strife.

Seeing Yang Feng's brief daze, Zhao Lingjun smiled: "It seems that the person behind you knows the Daxu Dynasty very well."

Yang Feng came back to his senses instantly and looked at Zhao Lingjun with complicated eyes. He didn't expect that Zhao Lingjun would use Qingjun Hall to trick him, but he also captured some useful things. For example, behind Zhao Lingjun was Qingjun Hall, which was hidden in Daxu.

The mysterious force behind it for hundreds of years.

"If you are willing to join Qingjuntang, I will give you a letter of recommendation after the beast tide to let you enter Cangsheng College. I know that the young gentleman extended an olive branch to you and was rejected, but as long as you bring my letter of recommendation,

, Cangsheng College can arrange for you to become Mr. Fourth’s disciple.”

Yang Feng's pupils shrank. In Cangsheng Academy, the only disciples who can be called sir are Master's disciples. All of them are prodigies of the world. Just look at the young gentlemen and you will know. Zhao Lingjun is actually related to the fourth gentleman of the academy?

After a long while, Yang Feng smiled and bowed and said: "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness. I am used to being free and easy, and college life is not suitable for me."

Even Yang Feng didn't take the Master's swordsmanship seriously, let alone the Fourth Master.

"Well, you can understand the true meaning and integrate it into swordsmanship. With such a talent, it is really unworthy of you to become the disciple of Mr. Fourth. I called you here to remind you that there are spies from the Soul Worship Cult in Qingtie Mansion. Since you

Knowing Qingjuntang, you will naturally understand what kind of organization the Soul Worship Cult is."

Yang Feng's expression turned cold. The Soul Worshiping Sect, that organization that deprives others of their true intentions, did not expect that the Soul Worshiping Sect's hands would actually reach out to Qingtie Mansion.

"There are shadows of water-level Shadow Mirror Beasts behind the beast tide. Please stay in the city during this period. You will be safe when the Jinhuangdao reinforcements arrive."

Since Zhao Lingjun is from Qingjuntang, it is naturally his bounden duty to discover monsters for the Daxu Dynasty. The potential shown by Yang Feng will definitely not be weaker than that of Mr. Xiao, and he may even become the second wife one day. In this way,

Naturally, the genius must be well protected.

"Since the palace master knows that the shadow mirror beast is behind it, he naturally knows that even the ordinary Heavenly Transformation Realm cannot be its opponent. Can the arrival of the Jinhuang Dao army really solve the crisis of the beast tide?"

Yang Feng originally wanted to say that there was another water-level ferocious beast in the mirror space of the Shadow Mirror Beast, but then he thought about it and shut his mouth. If the situation didn't get messy, how could he have the chance to steal the Paradise Flower? Jin Huang said

The two legions plus a general leading the team and two water-level ferocious beasts can barely manage a 50-50 victory. With Zhao Lingjun in the mix, the situation should not be completely out of control.

"Mr. 3 of the academy happens to be working in Jinhuangdao, and he will also come with the legion."

Yang Feng secretly thought something was wrong, but he still nodded calmly: "This is the best."

The third gentleman of the academy has reached the peak of Heaven Transformation, comprehended the true meaning of sharpness, and shocked countless strong men of the same level with his Overlord Spear. If he had used the Shadow Mirror Beast, he might not be able to withstand even half a stick of incense.

With the addition of a general who is commanding the army, the situation needs to be a little more chaotic.

"Lord Palace Master, I see that your domain is unstable and your vitality is fluctuating. You should be breaking through the Heavenly Transformation Realm, right?"

Yang Feng suddenly looked up at Zhao Lingjun and asked.

Zhao Lingjun's pupils shrank, then he nodded with a smile and said, "You have very good eyesight."

"If it hadn't been for this beast wave, I would have been able to break through to the Heavenly Transformation Realm in these two days. But if I persist for a few days, it will be too late for me to make a breakthrough after the beast wave subsides."

Yang Feng smiled and nodded, but he already had a new plan in mind, but he might have to wrong Palace Master Zhao.

"Yang Feng won't disturb the palace master's cultivation. He will come to visit again after the beast tide is over."

After saying that, Yang Feng exited the hut. The door closed and the heat wave surged again, but a faint black shadow appeared beside him.

"what do you think?"

The kind smile on Zhao Lingjun's face faded, and then he revealed a sinister sneer: "He has a very strong talent, and he keeps secrets about the people behind him. He is a cunning little fox."

The shadow pondered for a moment and then continued to ask: "Then shall our plan continue?"

"Of course, I must get the Paradise Flower as a birthday gift for the leader's centenary birthday. If your group of idiots hadn't alerted the Shadow Mirror Beast, how could the chaos in front of you have happened?"

"Haha, you already have the Flower of Paradise as a birthday gift. This boy belongs to me!"

Heiying did not continue to struggle with Zhao Lingjun. In his eyes, Yang Feng's value was no lower than that of Paradise Flower.

"Whatever you want, but I warn you, don't expose my identity, otherwise even if you survive the hands of the third gentleman of the academy, the leader will not let you go."

After Zhao Lingjun finished speaking, the black figure left the room with a smile.

Walking to the courtyard, Yang Feng formed seals with his hands, gathered his energy, and disappeared into the courtyard with a flash of white light.

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Yang Feng did not go home directly, but went to Jubaofang. Murong Fuke still owed him something.

"You came back from the Palace Master so soon. What did Zhao Lingjun tell you?"

Murong Fu asked with a smile when he saw Yang Feng coming towards him.

"Just some trivial things. Are you ready for what I want?"

Murong Fu clapped his hands, and a tattered-looking cloth bag was taken out.

"Everything you want is inside. There are too many things and there is no time to pack them."

"Pack?"

Yang Feng casually took the bag and said, "I will give you another piece of news as a reward for taking the bag."

"About wild-level magic weapons?"

Yang Feng shook his head and continued: "Although it has nothing to do with wild-level magic weapons, it has something to do with the beast tide."

"It's boring. If you want to say that the shadow beast is behind the beast tide, then I already know it."

Murong Fu looked at Yang Feng boredly.

"What if I say that there is a paradise flower that is about to bloom on the top of Caiyun Mountain?"

Murong Fu's calm face suddenly twitched, and he asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Murong Fu took a deep breath, looked at Yang Feng resentfully and said, "You are really good at making people appetizing."

"Haha, the value of a wild-level magic weapon cannot be exchanged for a small bag."

After saying that, Yang Feng raised his legs and was about to leave. Suddenly he paused and turned around and asked, "Do you know there is an informant from the Soul Worship Cult in Qingtie Mansion?"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, Yang Feng smiled and left.

Looking at Yang Feng's back, Murong Fu gritted his teeth and was tricked by this thief again.

Then his eyes became gloomy, and as soon as he clapped his hands, the shadow of the sword slave appeared next to him.

"Go check the files to see if there are any informants from the Soul Worship Cult in Qingtie Mansion..."

"yes."

Yang Feng, who was on the way home, also looked gloomy, with doubts flashing across his eyes from time to time. Then he sighed and murmured to himself: "I hope I guessed wrong."

At the third elder's mansion, Yang and Xiao Yuling were waiting at the door early when they heard that Yang Feng had returned safely. When they saw Yang Feng, tears of excitement rolled in their eyes, and Yang Yuling jumped directly to the house.

On Yang Feng's back.

"Stop being such a spoiled brat, there are so many people watching."

Yang Feng rubbed Xiao Yuling's head lovingly, and then said to Ms. Yang, "Mother is worried."

"As long as it's okay, it's okay. Your father is already waiting inside. Let's go in quickly!"

After Yang Feng and the others stepped into the mansion, a faceless shadow gradually appeared in the shadow of an alley, and let out a sneer.