Fantasy I am the enemy of the world

Yang Feng lay in the medicine pool, and waves of heat flowed through his abdomen, eliminating the pain from everywhere in his body.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

Seeing Yang Feng's blinking eyes, Yang Ao's voice rang out at the same time.

"Fortunately, I was saved."

Since his father is by his side, it means that he won the bet in the end.

"Feng'er, what's going on? Who did you fight with in the martial arts arena?"

Yang Ao asked in a somewhat anxious voice.

With Yang Feng's current strength, he can be forced into such a mess. The opponent is definitely at the peak of Yun Dan, and even a strong man who has entered the transformation realm. When he thinks that Yang Feng is being targeted by such a person, Yang Ao can't help but feel scared.

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"Dad, you didn't see anyone when you came?"

Yang Feng's eyes were shocked, and he cheered up.

"No, we just heard the palace master's roar when we arrived, and there was still the residual pressure of the Transformation Realm."

Listening to Yang Ao's words, Yang Feng frowned and murmured to himself: "Run away? Or were you rescued?"

"Feng'er, you haven't told me what's going on yet."

Looking at Yang Feng who was deep in thought, Yang Ao's heart skipped a beat. Even when facing Yang Xiao and Yang Zhao, two people at the peak of Yun Dan, Yang Feng did not have such a solemn expression. If it was really the transformation state, the entire Yang family

It's no longer safe.

"Dad, don't worry. Didn't you say you heard the palace master's roar? The rats that sneaked into the city were either killed by the palace master, or they escaped. They will not dare to come to Qingtie Mansion to cause trouble in the future."

Yang Feng didn't want his father to worry at this time, so he didn't answer Yang Ao's question directly.

Looking at Yang Feng's sunny smile, Yang Ao's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cellar. A huge question emerged in his mind: How can they save Yang Feng from the hands of the Transformation Realm? What is their purpose?

Yang Ao can be sure that the transformation state that attacked Yang Feng must have nothing to do with Yang Xiao. If he had this relationship, he would have occupied the entire Yang family long ago. How could there be such a farce as a clan war?

"Clan leader..."

When the atmosphere in the room was solemn, the voice of the sixth elder sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

The door of the room was pushed open, and when Yang Feng woke up, the face of the sixth elder became a little more happy, and then he whispered: "The big shopkeeper of Jubaofang said that he came to visit the crown prince."

Just when Yang Ao was about to refuse, Yang Feng spoke first and said: "Please, Sixth Elder, please invite him to wait for me in the side hall. I will change my clothes and come."

"Feng'er, your body has not fully recovered yet, how can you move around casually?"

Yang Ao frowned, and there was a hint of reprimand in his words.

Yang Feng smiled slightly and replied: "Dad, there is no need to worry. The child has recovered to the best of his ability. The effect of continuing to soak in the medicinal bath here will not be too obvious. After all, the other party is the big shopkeeper of Jubaofang. How can he come to visit you?"

The truth of keeping out.”

Seeing that he couldn't defeat Yang Feng, Yang Ao could only sigh: "Forget it, it's up to you."

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After a while, Yang Feng changed into a green and white silk robe and walked into the side hall.

Seeing Yang Feng's energetic look, Murong Fu's eyes relaxed, and the hanging stone in his heart finally settled down.

"It seems that last night's battle had no impact on the Crown Prince."

Murong Fu cupped his hands and smiled.

"The big shopkeeper is joking. A master of the Transformation Realm took action against me. If the master of the palace hadn't noticed something wrong in time, the big shopkeeper might not have seen me this morning."

I don’t know if Yang Feng said something wrong, but Murong Fu, who was still smiling when he greeted me, turned gloomy: "The person who attacked you last night was really a master of the transformation realm? Do you know where he came from?"

"It's hard to see his face hiding in the shadows, but he is definitely a strong man who has mastered the true meaning of illusion, and there is the shadow of the Soul Worship Cult behind him."

Yang Feng replied calmly. At this moment, Murong Fu's expression flickered, his eyes were filled with coldness and murderous intent, and the temperature in the entire room was lowered a bit.

After a few breaths, Murong Fu coughed dryly, restrained his murderous intent, smiled awkwardly and said: "To make the prince laugh, this soul-worshipping sect has repeatedly provoked troubles in the Daxu Dynasty, attacking talents from all over the country, causing people to panic.

, I just heard the prince reveal the identity of the other party and was a little embarrassed."

Yang Feng didn't care and continued to ask: "As far as I know, Jubaofang claims to know all the secrets in Daxu. Even if he wants to investigate the whereabouts of an ant, he can investigate everything in detail. Why doesn't he know about the gangsters in Qingtie Mansion?

What about the masters who have entered the Transformation Realm?"

Murong Fu frowned, and then chuckled: "The territory of the Daxu Dynasty is so huge. We, Jubaofang, are just a commercial organization. How can we dare to claim to know all the secrets in Daxu? It's just that this master of the Soul Worship Cult infiltrated Qingtie

We don’t know anything about the Mansion, maybe there is more than one rat in the Qingtie Mansion, I wonder if the Crown Prince is willing to assist Jubaofang to take this opportunity to catch all these rats?"

Yang Feng and Murong Fu looked at each other and asked without hesitation: "What can I get?"

Murong Fu had known that Yang Feng would ask this question, so he handed a bag to Yang Feng.

"I heard that the prince has never had the magic sword in his hands, and this is the reward."

As soon as the bag was opened, purple light danced, and a long sword with a crystal-clear body and a tiger pattern carved on the handle flew out with a whoosh of murderous intent.

"The Xuan-level middle-grade magic weapon, Jubaofang is really grand."

Yang Feng looked at the long sword hovering above his head and couldn't help laughing.

The value of this middle-grade Xuan-level magic sword cannot be compared with that of the entire Qingtie Mansion. Even in the imperial capital, the Xuan-level magic sword is not a big deal. It seems that this time Jubaofang is really angry.

"I promise you."

When Yang Feng raised his hand to grab the long sword, the hilt suddenly vibrated, a tiger roar sounded, and the air waves formed by the murderous aura rolled up layer by layer. The furnishings in the house were instantly shaken to pieces, and the beams and pillars of the mansion were shaken to pieces.

, cracks appeared in the roof tiles.

Although the Xuan-level middle-grade magic weapon does not have a weapon spirit, it does have its own treasure soul. If you want to use it, you must get the approval of the treasure soul.

Murong Fu, who was sitting next to him, looked at Yang Feng with a smile on his face. He had no intention of helping suppress Baohun. He also wanted to see how many tricks Yang Feng had hidden.

"Get down here!"

Yang Feng didn't shy away from it, he shouted angrily, and the pressure of the Destruction Sword Embryo bloomed. The treasure soul that was still so proud suddenly withered when it noticed the Destruction Sword's intention.

It hung upside down in Yang Feng's hand with a clanking sound, and occasionally nuzzled Yang Feng's palm, just like a cute licking dog.

"What a great trick. I didn't expect that the Crown Prince would be able to comprehend the rudiments of the true meaning at such a young age and transform it into sword intent. The Crown Prince's future is limitless! No wonder those rats from the Soul Worship Cult would take action against the Crown Prince."

Murong Fu looked at Yang Feng with eyes full of envy.

Mastering the sword intention in the Tongti realm is such a monster talent. Let alone the Daxu Dynasty, throughout the history of the past ten thousand years, there are few monsters like Yang Feng. The master at that time only realized the true meaning in the Transformation realm.

"It was just a fluke."

Murong Fu waved his hand: "The prince is too humble. When the prince becomes the first person in the Daxu Dynasty, he must not forget his younger brother."

After another chat, Murong Fu left in a hurry. As for how to deal with the rats from the Soul Worship Cult, Murong Fu didn't say much, and Yang Feng didn't ask too much. He would naturally know when the time came, and a conversation with Murong Fu would make him more sure.

The guess in his mind.

"This beast crisis is far more terrifying than what I remember..."

Because of the fire wall built by Zhao Lingjun to resist it, those ferocious beasts could only wander helplessly on the other side of the fire wall, and the panicked people in the city gradually calmed down.

Another good news came. The people sent by the four major families and the city lord's palace to Caiyun Mountain still had many survivors. However, they chose to hide after seeing the wall of fire from a distance. They only got in touch with their family heads today.

"Feng'er, please follow me to the City Lord's Mansion. Although there is a large city defense formation to coordinate with the Lord's domain and condense a wall of fire to block the beast tide, when the manpower is limited, if the Lord's energy is exhausted or the city is protected,

There is a problem with the formation, the fire wall disappears, and we will inevitably face the attack of the beast tide. After lunch, the Chief Wang will meet with the heads of the four major families to discuss how to deal with it, and you will also listen together."

At the dinner table, Ms. Yang kicked Yang Ao dissatisfied: "The child has just come back and hasn't even had a day's rest, and you have to drag him out again?"

"Dad, can you not let my brother leave?"

Yang Yuling also took the opportunity to launch a coquettish offensive.

"Stop making trouble. The impact of the beast tide is no small matter. Since Feng'er has chosen to stay in Qingtie Mansion, he will naturally have to face these problems. Don't worry, you two, nothing will happen to Feng'er as long as I am here."

After lunch, when Yang Feng and Yang Ao were walking on the way to the City Lord's Mansion, suddenly there was a loud bang in the sky, and two figures were seen intersecting in the air, and Zhao Lingjun's roar could be heard in their ears.

"Xiao Xiao from the Soul Worship Sect, the master of this palace will kill you today!"

Flames exploded in the air, and the scorching heat instantly swept through the entire Qingtie Mansion.

"Zhao Lingjun, do you really think you can protect the entire Qingtie Mansion? I will show you the methods of the Soul Worship Cult today!"

The black figure standing in front of Zhao Lingjun sneered. Suddenly, the earth shook. Huge cracks opened up and mercilessly devoured the huts. Screams and wails echoed in Qingtie Mansion.

Yang Feng's eyes darkened, he turned to look in the direction of the city wall and said loudly: "Not good!"

The cracking of the ground not only caused damage to the city, but the city walls also began to bend and collapse. The blue halo of light arranged at the four corners of the city wall instantly shattered, and Zhao Lingjun's aura in the sky began to decline rapidly.

The fire wall outside the city is not just Zhao Lingjun's domain, but a method derived from the city defense formation and the domain. Now that the city defense formation has been broken, the fire wall outside the city is entirely supported by Zhao Lingjun's vitality. This is

At this moment, he was almost drained.

"roar!"

A thundering roar came from outside the city, and the ground shook more and more frequently. Yang Feng glanced at Zhao Lingjun, who was seriously injured, and whispered: "Dad, we are in trouble!"

Zhao Lingjun's vitality was severely damaged, the city's protective formation was broken, there was a dense swarm of beasts outside the city, and the Soul Worshiping Cult in the Transformation Realm inside the city was causing chaos. This was definitely a disaster for the Qingtie Mansion.

"Go to the city gate first!"

Yang Ao did not hesitate and jumped up and ran towards the city gate.