I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

After a brief astonishment in the white-clothed young man, his face quickly returned to calm.

"Chu Tianfeng."

His target is this young man, and naturally he already knows Su Dong's appearance in his mind.

"It's me." Su Dong nodded slightly.

"You knew I was coming?" The white-clothed man frowned. He asked himself the secret of his whereabouts when he came to Nanfeng City. Only he and his junior sister knew what to do tonight.

This Chu Tianfeng was actually waiting for himself.

"Right." Su Dong nodded again.

"Knowing that I'm here... still so peaceful, you are the first, do you know who I am?" The white man smiled rarely.

"Ye Fan, the third disciple of the Northern Sword Sage. Saber Technique is close to breaking the realm. Among the many disciples of the Northern Sword Sage, you can rank first in terms of Saber Technique." Su Dong smiled.

Si Hailou had secretly informed him of this information, Si Kongming was of average strength, and he did have a good hand to inquire about the news all over his eyeliner.

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Knowing that it is me, so calm?" Ye Fan's heart passed a trace of anxiety, and the feeling that his actions were completely controlled by the other party made him very uncomfortable.

"Hand over the second picture scroll left by Demon Lord, I won't kill you."

He drank low.

Su Dong shook his head.

"Then there is nothing to say."

Huh.

An icy long knife appeared in Ye Fan's hand instantly.

The knife light flashed.

His figure turned into an afterimage, and he arrived in front of Su Dong in the blink of an eye.

Su Dong smiled secretly and waved the long knife in his hand as well.

The light of the knife is like a dream.

"what…"

There was a flower in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and he asked himself to get the Saber Technique secret of the Northern Saber Saint. In addition to his own Master on the knife path. No one can surpass himself.

But now...

The dreamlike light of the knife lit up and then went dark. The long knife in his hand suddenly fluttered out. A wound appeared on his chest, and the wound was bloody. But it's not going to die yet.

Saber Technique is so terrible...break the realm?

Ye Fan's face was like ice at first, and he was even paler at this moment.

Whoosh.

Ye Fan turned around and fled. Su Dong just watched, but didn't chase.

Stand with the knife. Look up at the night sky.

"Beidi Daosheng is a peak power, the more powerful, the more eager to take a step closer, and will not be willing to give up the second picture scroll in my hands." He said silently.

"Ye Fan failed. Go back and tell him about my strength and what to do. Such a strong person naturally knows it in his heart."

Treasures belong to the strong. If Su Dong is weak, he will not only die at this moment. The Mozun picture scroll on his body had long been snatched away.

Naturally, there is nothing to say.

But Su Dong is strong enough, and if he wants the Demon Sovereign Picture Scroll, he has to think carefully about what to do.

...

Whoosh.

Ye Fan's figure turned into an afterimage, and his speed was extremely fast, much faster than the average Heavenly Qi Realm powerhouse. Flew out dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

Then he fell into a small courtyard.

Daoist, the lady in red who had been waiting in the small courtyard, looked over and smiled first when Ye Fan came back. But then he could see the wound on his chest, and his face suddenly turned white again.

"Senior Brother, are you hurt?"

She hurriedly greeted him.

Ye Fan shook his head, "It's just skin and flesh wounds, and he recovered in a blink of an eye." The wound on his chest has indeed recovered, only some blood stains on his robe, looking quite embarrassed.

Red Daoist was relieved.

"How..." she asked softly.

"Failed." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Then Chu Tianfeng had been in ambush long ago? That's right, getting such treasures will definitely attract many powerful people. It's normal to arrange many experts to protect that Chu Tianfeng, so let's take a long-term plan." The female Daoist chuckled.

"How many people does he have?"

"Only one person." Ye Fan sighed lightly.

The female Daoist choked.

"one person?"

"The world has underestimated the strength of that Chu Tianfeng. Others only regard him as a sudden rise, and he has not yet become a great weapon. In fact, he has reached the level of breaking the realm long ago. That Saber Technique..." Until now, I recalled the confusing knife just now. The light still shook his heart palpitations.

The female Daoist was astonished.

"Break the realm."

Their such strength, to deal with the broken realm?

"Send a message, tell the Holy Lord everything, this matter is not something we can mix." Ye Fan frowned.

"Yeah." The woman in red Daoist agreed.

Immediately, the proud disciples of these two sword saints sent a message back.

...

The next day, the sun was shining, and Su Dong ate early. Sit leisurely between the pavilions and read a classic. Next to Nangong Yan was accompanied.

A strange beast flew over the sky, circling in the clouds and mist. A thin middle-aged man stood on the back of this strange beast. This middle-aged man carried a simple long sword behind his back, his temples were white, but his eyes contained a cold Killing intent.

Its gaze overlooks below.

"This is the residence of that Chu Tianfeng?"

Whoosh.

This figure flashed. Immediately swooped down, and fell below in the blink of an eye.

None of the guards in Su Dong's mansion noticed this figure.

But Su Dong noticed it for the first time.

"A visitor is here."

He got up.

Nangongyan was startled, and then she saw a purple light flashing in the courtyard. The purple light fell in front of the pavilion and condensed into a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back.

Nangongyan looked at this figure with doubts. Su Dong also put down the ancient book in his hand and looked forward.

"Chu Tianfeng, this is not the first time I have met you, right? My ninth son Xiegui and you are also old acquaintances. Because of him, I have met you once." The figure said, expressionless.

"I have seen Xie Chong senior." Su Dong cupped hands.

Xie Chong?

Nangongyan, who was next to him, suddenly felt tight when he heard the words. This is the second strongest in the ancient kingdom of Shenlong, Xie Chong, the Seven-Star Divine Sword?

Xie Chong nodded slightly.

He lived a thousand years. There are not many children. Twenty years ago, he had a ninth son. This thanksgiving cultivation is so talented, but it is also good at dancing and writing ink. With his background, it is also quite sought after. Mixed with the reputation of the fourth son of Shenlong.

Xie Gui had some friendship with Chu Tianfeng. Therefore, Chu Tianfeng was fortunate enough to meet this Xie Chong.

A dude boy at that time. Unexpectedly, it was only a few years. But the chance has changed and grown to this point. It's true that things are impermanent.

"Tianfeng. I know your potential Bufan, but after all, the foundation is still shallow. Your Majesty is bound to win the second picture of Demon Lord. You can't keep it." Xie Chong said.

Su Dong smiled.

"So I made a condition. As long as your Majesty is willing, I can exchange pictures with him."

"Naughty." Xie Chong shook his head. "Dignified king of a country. Swap pictures with you... I advise you to give up this idea."

Nangongyan's eyes flickered.

This Seven-Star Sword God seems to be a firm supporter of the emperor. He is here today, not to renew the past, but to run errands for that majesty.

Su Dong's face was calm.

"Tianfeng, my uncle reminds you that your majesty will not let you, such a talented person, master the Demon Venerable Picture Scroll." Xie Chong was expressionless.

Chu Tianfeng is only so big now. Only eighteen years old.

Eighteen years old is so terrible. I really want it to master the two-volume inheritance of the Mozun Picture Scroll. That's okay?

"I won't say much about anything else, hand over the Demon Zun's picture scroll. Your Majesty will not blame you for the past. If you are your Lord Chu, your Majesty will work hard to cultivate you."

"If not..."

"Don't blame me for not being affectionate."

Xie Chong finished. Looking directly at Su Dong with cold eyes, he has an aura of his own.

Su Dong laughed.

This Xie Chong is very interesting. He even took the posture of an elder to suppress him... first he kindly persuaded him. Then he threatened and lured...

It just seems that the brain is not enough.

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