Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

"There are two thousand primordial stones here, which are enough to make up for the debt you owe, and the rest should be regarded as my reward to you. I hope you can practice hard in the future."

Zhao Feng said with a smile.

In his opinion, although Ying Jia is a bit useless, it is still worth cultivating.

"Thank you for the cultivation of the seniors, and the juniors will definitely do their best!"

Ying Jia's face was full of excitement.

"Well, you rest first, I'm leaving!"

Afterwards, Zhao Feng left the mansion and the city.

After Zhao Feng left, Ying Jia's eyes flickered with viciousness, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He murmured: "Zhao Feng, since you are unkind, no wonder I am unrighteous! I will get rid of you today!" , to avenge the shame of my being deposed."

Afterwards, Ying Jia took out the primordial stone in the storage ring, and began to absorb the vitality in the primordial stone to recover the injuries in her body.

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Hundreds of kilometers away from the imperial capital, in a dense forest.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged on the branch, closed his eyes and focused his mind.

His heart was beating faster and faster, as if a surge of blood was boiling in his body.

Inside his body, vitality circulated, forming a layer of energy shield, which perfectly protected him.

At this moment, his soul power was released crazily and spread in all directions.

In his senses, he can clearly feel that there are subtle auras in all directions.

Those auras, like fierce beasts lurking in the dark, made him feel terrified.

He had vaguely guessed that his actions this time would inevitably encounter danger, and he might even be ambushed.

However, there was no worry on Zhao Feng's eyebrows.

Because, knowing his opponent, he didn't dare to show up at all.

Who is his opponent?

That is the holy son of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a super strong man with terrifying strength comparable to a strong man at the second level of the Heavenly Human Realm.

If Zhao Feng knew who the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect was, he would definitely not have made such a decision.

However, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect was unwilling to let him go.

After some searching, Zhao Feng finally found his prey.

In the jungle not far away, a group of people are coming here, they are the disciples of Tianjianzong.

"Senior, this group of people are the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Zhao Feng said via voice transmission.

"Hmph, the mere ants of the Heavenly Sword Sect actually tried to kill me, Zhao Feng. Do you really think that having the backing of a holy son is very powerful?"

Hearing Zhao Feng's sound transmission, Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and a monstrous anger rose in his heart.

During this period of time, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect targeted him and the Zhao family repeatedly, causing Zhao Feng to hate him to the bone.

"Sky Sword Sect, I made a note!"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth raised a icy arc, his eyes narrowed into a slit, emitting a cold light.

The next moment, Zhao Feng's figure turned into a black afterimage and disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, the group of Tianjianzong disciples who were on their way also noticed something and paused for a moment.

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"Not good!"

One of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect suddenly opened his eyes with a gloomy expression.

"What's going on? Did he find us?"

The other person also felt the abnormality and immediately became vigilant.

"Don't be afraid, we are carrying the token of the Holy Son this time. Anyone who dares to mess around will be against the entire Heavenly Sword Sect. No one can bear the anger of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

A disciple of Tianjianzong said very arrogantly.

"Hmph, let's go!"

The others left without any hesitation.

However, they didn't think that Zhao Fengfeng would make a move. After all, the name of the Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect was too famous. Once the elders of other sects knew about it, they would definitely be furious.

......

Following Zhao Feng's pursuit, the group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples finally came to a barren land, and a towering mountain range appeared in front of them.

In that mountain range, there is a huge cave hidden. The cave is deep and dark, giving people a very strange feeling.

"Zhao Feng, this is Shengzi's cave, if you dare to break into it, you will surely die!"

Near the entrance of the cave, Ying Jia's expression was gloomy.

At this moment, Ying Jia has completely recovered, and her cultivation has returned to its previous peak state.

He had already made up his mind that once Zhao Feng broke into the cave, he would kill him.

"Oh, it turned out to be Shengzi Dongfu. It seems that our luck is quite good."

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth raised an evil curve, and a playful look appeared on his face.

"Hmph, Zhao Feng, don't waste your time in vain, I advise you to get out of Shengzi's cave quickly, so as not to cause great trouble."

Ying Jia snorted coldly.

"If I insist on breaking in, what can you do?"

Zhao Feng asked jokingly.

"You...you want to provoke Heavenly Sword Sect?"

A look of shock appeared on Ying Jia's face.

The Heavenly Sword Sect is not an ordinary sect. Its background is extremely profound, and it can even be compared to the sects of the strong in the Heavenly Human Realm.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Feng smiled lightly.

Immediately, he stomped the soles of his feet slightly, and his body leaped out instantly, heading towards the huge cave.

"Damn it, Zhao Feng dared to trespass into the Saint Son's cave, looking for death!"

Ying Jia's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly chased after him, trying to stop Zhao Feng.

However, at this moment, a cold voice came from his ear: "Ying Jia, if you don't want to die, you'd better not follow!"

As the voice fell, Ying Jia's pupils shrank.

This voice is too familiar, it is Zhao Feng!

At this moment, Ying Jia felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that he was no match for Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng, if you continue to take a step forward, I will definitely report to the Heavenly Sword Sect and ask the Holy Son to kill you."

Ying Jia didn't dare to act rashly, so she could only threaten.

"Hmph, you are worthy of the Son of God? You are really beyond your control!"

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth curled into a hint of sarcasm, and he glanced at Ying Jia with disdain.

Immediately, his figure directly stepped over the huge cave and walked into it.

Looking at Zhao Feng's back, Ying Jia's fists were clenched, her cheeks were full of resentment and fear, and finally turned into a sigh: "Zhao Feng, I was wrong about this matter, I shouldn't have dealt with you, you just treat it like never Happened, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

After the words fell, Ying Jia gritted her teeth and left.

He knew that he was no match for Zhao Feng, and if he stayed any longer, his life would definitely be in danger.

Zhao Feng is a monstrous existence, if he attacks, even the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect can't do anything to him.

After Ying Jia left, Zhao Feng's figure appeared in the huge cave.

In the cave, Zhao Feng turned his eyes to the left and right sides, there were two rows of huge stone pillars, and on each stone pillar, there was a portrait carved, it was his enemies in the Emperor's Secret Realm!

"What are these two jade slips used for?"

Zhao Feng scanned the two jade slips with a sense of curiosity.

"These two pieces of jade slips are the control hubs of our Heavenly Sword Sect's religious tool 'Qiankun Yupan'."

Suddenly, a cold voice resounded.

After hearing this sentence, Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

"Who, get out!"

He immediately yelled, and a terrifying murderous intent emerged from his body, covering the entire space, as if at this moment, all the air froze.

"Haha, Zhao Feng, you are quite courageous."

A mocking laugh resounded, and then, a tall and thin young man stepped out from the void beside him, with a faint smile on his face.

This tall and thin young man is Ying Jia.

"You are hiding here, how brave you are."

Zhao Feng shouted coldly.

Ying Jia still had that calm expression on his face: "Zhao Feng, you won this battle. You killed my disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Today, even if I risk my life, I will kill you!" Kill here!"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Jia's figure disappeared immediately.

In the next moment, he had appeared in front of Zhao Feng, his fingers formed a knife, and he stabbed directly at Zhao Feng's throat.

puff!

Zhao Feng's Adam's apple was immediately cut open, and blood spurted out.

At this time, Ying Jia's body disappeared again at an unbelievably fast speed.

Zhao Feng's face turned cold, and he repeatedly activated the Divine Eye Technique, but he still couldn't find the other party's trace.

"Zhao Feng, you can't escape."

An indifferent voice came from behind Zhao Feng, carrying a hint of mockery.

"Hehe, Ying Jia, I didn't expect that your dignified son would sneak up on me. It's really embarrassing for the Heavenly Sword Sect."

In Zhao Feng's brows, there was a trace of contempt, and he sneered with disdain.

Ying Jia's face turned red immediately, and her heart was filled with anger.

"Hmph, Zhao Feng, I'm going to let you taste my strength right now, so that you can understand that the power of the Holy Son is not something that rubbish like you can provoke!"

"waste!"

Zhao Feng cursed coldly.

"court death!"

Ying Jia roared, and a dazzling purple-gold thunder burst out from her body, like a purple electric dragon, sweeping around with a bang.

In the purple-gold thunder, there is a domineering and destructive thunder, as if it wants to swallow everything and drown Zhao Feng.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Zhao Feng's complexion changed, and he repeatedly activated the God's Eye Technique to barely block the opponent's attack.

"This trick is called 'Purple Thunderbolt'!"

There was a cold smile on the corner of Ying Jia's mouth, and then he slapped Zhao Feng's chest with his palm.

Under Zilei's thunderbolt, Zhao Feng's body was immediately split into a bloody pit.

But soon, Zhao Feng regained his physical body without any scars on his body.

"How is this possible? How can your physical body be so strong, even tougher than a holy soldier!"

Seeing Zhao Feng's resurrection again, Ying Jia's eyes showed strong shock.