C321 Flying up

"Hua!"

The sound of gunshots rang out in unison.

The pikes in Janissary Guard's hands were all pointed straight at Zhan Tianming.

There was still not the slightest bit of fear on Zhan Tianming's face.

He grinned at Feng Wushuang: "Wushuang, their target is me. Go and rest by the side for a while, I'll be fine very soon."

"No."

Feng Wushuang shook his head solemnly.

She definitely would not let Zhan Tianming face so many people alone.

If they wanted to fight, then so be it.

To advance and retreat together with life and death.

Feng Wushuang had already determined that no matter what kind of danger appeared before his, he would not retreat.

At this time, Xie Qingzhe's gaze landed on Feng Wushuang.

Those eyes narrowed slightly.

"She is Wushuang."

Xie Qingzhe already knew about the news of Feng Wushuang's rebirth, and even more so knew that Feng Wushuang had only succeeded in rebirth after obtaining the Phoenix Blood Phoenix Crystal.

Even though the girl in front of him was wearing a veil, it was still difficult to conceal her absolute beauty, and it was completely different from the Feng Wushuang in his memories.

However, he acted as if he didn't know at all.

The encirclement of Janissary Guard was constantly shrinking.

The sharp spear tips shone with a cold light, and all of them were covered with different colored Genuine Essence s.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice.

Each of the eight Genuine Essence formed a single mass.

It was clear that these Janissary Guard had been trained for a long time already, and had already been arranged and trained according to the attribute of the Genuine Essence. Every person's position was connected to another person, and this way, the strength of the Genuine Essence would definitely be maximized.

If anyone dared to underestimate these minute changes, the consequences would be horrifying.

At this time, Xie Aoyu kneeled down respectfully.

"Father, I believe that the Daylight Brothers has not obtained the inheritance of the Grand Ancestor.

He did not want to see Zhan Tianming and his royal father's weapons fight.

Regardless of which side won, none of them was what he wanted to see happen.

"Retreat!" Xie Qingzhe shouted.

Rumble …

The sound vibrated.

Xie Aoyu only felt the blood and vitality in his chest churning as he tasted something sweet in his throat before spitting a mouthful of blood into his mouth.

However, he forcefully suppressed it and forcefully swallowed the mouthful of blood back down.

"royal father, please make a decision."

When he opened his mouth, he could still see the blood in Xie Aoyu's mouth.

Although he was injured internally, his gaze towards Xie Qingzhe was determined.

"Humph!" "You dare to disobey my decree?" Xie Qingzhe shouted.

But this time, he did not use the Genuine Essence.

Otherwise, Xie Aoyu would never be able to take it.

Looking at the solemn expression on Xie Qingzhe's face, Xie Aoyu slowly stood up. His gaze never left the former's body, and his eyes did not show the slightest sign of backing down. He knew what he was doing, and he also understood the consequences of doing so.

However, he felt that he had to do it.

Just as Xie Aoyu was about to speak, Zhan Tianming pressed a hand on his shoulder.

"Brother Xie, I would like to ask for your help."

This sudden action directly interrupted Xie Aoyu.

Zhan Tianming did not care about him and directly said: "Wushuang can also be considered to be your royal sister, right? I want you to take her to one side. I want to fight her alone. "

"Of course …"

Zhan Tianming grinned and turned to look at Feng Wushuang.

"Wushuang, I promise you that nothing will happen to me. However, you must let me do this alone."

"If you still believe me, promise me."

Feng Wushuang frowned slightly.

After sensing the determination in Zhan Tianming's eyes, she lightly snorted. "If you dare to die, I will definitely not let you get away with it."

Zhan Tianming was startled.

He was indeed as domineering as ever.

But I like it.

With a grin, Zhan Tianming said: "Don't worry, I, Zhan Tianming, will definitely accomplish what I promised you."

Then, Zhan Tianming turned to look at Xie Aoyu.

Xie Aoyu promised Zhan Tianming as he nodded solemnly.

Silent promise.

After that, he brought Feng Wushuang out of the encirclement.

"Get out of my way!"

Facing these Janissary Guard, he was not courteous in the slightest, and directly roared.

There were no movements in the Janissary Guard.

Xie Aoyu also did not look at his own royal father. Instead, he straightened his chest and pressed it against the tip of the spear, scaring the Janissary Guard there so much that they immediately opened up a path, allowing Xie Aoyu and Feng Wushuang to pass through.

Xie Qingzhe just watched and did not say a single word.

Because...

This was the result he wanted to see the most.

Feng Wushuang and his son were both far away. This way, they could feel more at ease when fighting.

At least they wouldn't need to offend Feng Tianyi.

The strength of those County Prince s could not be underestimated by the Imperial Family.

Then, Xie Qingzhe waved his hand.

"Take him down."

Suddenly, those Janissary Guard thrusted straight towards Zhan Tianming, quickly surrounding him.

Each and every one of his Janissary Guard were well-trained.

The encirclement was completed in an instant.

Just as they were about to approach Zhan Tianming, Zhan Tianming's body suddenly flew up, and all of them looked up, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Xie Aoyu and Feng Wushuang also looked at Zhan Tianming in surprise.

Flying? How is this possible?

In the air, even Xie Qingzhe had a face full of astonishment.

It floated in mid-air!

How is this possible?

Could it be that the boy in front of him was already an expert of the Martial King realm, and had even cultivated a sky-high type art?

Xie Qingzhe was very clear about the scarcity of the Soaring Spell.

The reason he could cultivate this kind of cultivation technique was all because the Xie Family was passed down from generation to generation, and it was even the lowest flying technique.

Not at all.

Or lost.

And looking at Zhan Tianming's appearance, the level of the mid-air technique was definitely not low.

This was because the relaxed expression on Zhan Tianming's face as he floated in the air was simply too calm and relaxed.

and so on...

Suddenly, Xie Qingzhe's heart skipped a beat again.

"Six star Martial Spirit?"

This aura, this ripple, was definitely from a six star Martial Spirit.

How could a six star Martial Spirit stand in midair?

The scene in front of his eyes completely overturned Xie Qingzhe's understanding of martial arts, but in an instant, he was even more certain of one thing, and that was: Zhan Tianming must have obtained the Grand Ancestor's inheritance of martial arts, so he became so mysterious.

Right! It must be!

Just as Xie Qingzhe was overwhelmed with shock, Zhan Tianming gently swept his eyes across the Janissary Guard below.

None of them were Martial Cultivator of the Martial King.

These people wouldn't pose much of a threat to him.

Forget it.

This time, he wouldn't kill them to gain more experience.

Zhan Tianming thought for a while, then raised his eyes. His gaze moved away from the Janissary Guard below, and slowly landed on Xie Qingzhe who was standing in mid air, and the corner of his mouth raised into a faint smile.

"Uncle Xie, let's fight."