Chapter 1665: The Open and Secret Fights among the Sons

Chapter 1665

"Take it easy, Wufeng. We are in urgent need of manpower right now. You can vent your anger, but don't kill your lackey!"

Seeing that Dark Ci Xuanxian's body was showing signs of disintegration, the Holy Son of Tianguang tried to dissuade him with a playful expression.

"Humph, this Saint is training a dog, is it your turn to interrupt?"

The face of the Holy Son Wufeng turned pale, but he still did not stop, instead he continued to strike out from the air.

"Clap clap clap!"

Invisible palm energy fell on Anci Xuanxian's body continuously like a whip.

The latter's body was convulsing from the beating and he kept flying around in the hall.

"clang!"

After another collision.

The Dark Ci Xuanxian fell to the ground, his body was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it seemed that he could disappear at any time.

"Hey Wufeng, take it easy! If he really dies, who can we use next?"

Upon seeing this, the Holy Son of Tianguang spoke up again to remind.

"This Saint Son has said that this matter has nothing to do with you!"

The Windless Saint growled, and after the Skylight Saint shut up with a gloomy face, he said angrily, "The Sky Demons are different from humans, and their vitality is extremely strong. You don't even understand this. How did you become a Saint?"

This blatant humiliation made the Holy Son of Tianguang sneer, but he didn't say anything. There was nothing he could do. Who told him to live under someone else's roof now?

After venting his anger, Saint Wufeng did not mock Saint Tianguang again, nor did he continue to attack Anci Xuanxian.

The Holy Son of Heaven is right.

The Holy Son Wufeng has also lost some of his guest officials.

There is only a little more than half of the combat power left.

Among his many subordinates, Dark Thorn Xuanxian is ranked first in strength.

Even though the work was not done well this time, it cannot be terminated.

Otherwise, the Holy Son Wufeng will be in a situation where no one is available!

Even more uncomfortable.

The Holy Son of Tianguang came here willingly to cooperate and make compromises, just for the purpose of making use of these guests under his command.

If there are only a few guests left under his command and they are of no use, how could the Son of Tianguang give up?

Maybe he'll just bring up old issues with him!

This is also what Saint Wufeng does not want to see.

"Get up, you piece of shit."

The Holy Son Wufeng looked at the Dark Ci Xuanxian and waved.

The latter got up from the ground, knelt on one knee, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you... Lord Saint, please forgive me..."

“Hmph! This Saint trusted you so much, but you betrayed my trust. However, considering that I don’t have many people available at the moment, I will spare your life for now. But I will make it clear that if you fail to complete my mission next time, I will make you pay a heavy price…”

The Holy Son Wufeng gave a grim warning.

"Yes...Sir Saint."

Anci Xuanxian lowered his head like a loyal old dog, but in fact he was extremely angry inside.

The same master.

For him, Chu Jing could break the heavenly calamity with his own strength and treat him like a guest of honor.

But the Holy Son of No Wind humiliated and attacked him in this way.

By contrast.

The gap between the two is simply too big!

originally.

Anci Xuanxian was still somewhat uneasy and guilty about betraying the Holy Son Wufeng.

But I had to go through this beating.

He understood instantly.

The Holy Son Wufeng didn't even consider him as one of his own.

Not even a dog!

He is just an ant in the eyes of Saint Wufeng. The reason he is alive is purely because he is still of use.

Once his value is exhausted, he will definitely not have a good ending!

"Fortunately, I have found a new owner for myself. As long as I do these things for the master, he will definitely protect me! With the master's strength, even if he is not as good as these two saints at the moment, it may not be long before he can break through the realm of Taixian and become a truly top figure! By then, what is there to be afraid of these two arrogant saints who look down on others?"

As Dark Thorn Xuanxian was thinking this, in the hall, the Holy Son of Heavenly Light asked, "Is Ying Xiong dead?"

Dark Ci Xuanxian immediately said: "When assassinating..."

He recounted how he stabbed Emperor Xia but failed to kill him.

He also took action against Chu Jing, tampered with the facts about him and Emperor Qin being captured, and concealed this important information from Chu Jing.

The Holy Son of Tianguang could not find any loopholes in his words and asked, "Can you use the soul-searching technique on this dog?"

Although there is nothing logically wrong with Anci Xuanxian's statement.

But he still wanted to see with his own eyes the band's memories of him, seeing is believing!

"It's difficult. Demonic creatures are different from humans. If you try to absorb their memories, you will easily be attacked back."

The Holy Son Wufeng said directly.

"Even if you and I are at a higher level than him, it's not possible?"

The Holy Son of Tianguang was surprised.

"This Saint Son has said that this dog is a demon. It is different from humans in structure, and conventional soul-stealing methods are difficult to use on it. Didn't you hear me?"

Saint Wufeng lost his patience and shouted, "If having a higher realm is useful, why would I be talking so much nonsense with you?"

The Holy Son of Tianguang was speechless for a moment, and anger flashed in his eyes, but he did not flare up in the end.

"Useless, you will be put in solitary confinement for the time being. I will let you out when this Saint Son has further instructions!"

The Holy Son Wufeng waved his hand in disgust. Anci Xuanxian responded and walked out of the palace with a hunched back, giving people a dejected feeling.

"Now that the assassination attempt has failed, the Emperor of Xia will definitely strengthen his own defenses. It will be basically impossible to assassinate him in the future! Unless... you and I take action..."

As soon as the Dark Assassin Xuanxian left, the Holy Son of Tianguang adjusted his mentality and gave a direct hint.

"Tian Guang, you have been staying here with me for so long, and I have never asked you to do anything. How about you help me sacrifice this time?"

The smile of the Windless Saint turned playful.

"Wufeng, don't even mention this kind of thing!"

The Son of Heavenly Light interrupted.

"Why? You still have three chances to attack, so what if you use one for me? Don't you want to be my ally?"

The smile of Saint Wufeng became even colder.

"Wufeng, do you think you can defeat me?"

Unexpectedly, the Holy Son of Tianguang turned hostile and shouted coldly, “You know in your heart that three chances to attack will most likely not be enough after the Holy Son Cauldron is born. If I waste one chance to attack for the sake of the Emperor of Xia, I won’t have to participate in the future battles for the Holy Son Cauldron. I’ve basically lost. I’m joining forces with you and making compromises for the sake of the final Holy Son Cauldron, not because I have a masochistic tendency!”

As he said this, a murderous aura surged out of his body and poured towards the Holy Son Wufeng.

"You want to do something?"

The Saint Wufeng had a gloomy expression on his face and shouted sternly.

"Wufeng, if you continue to say such stupid things, you will only have two choices. First, part ways with me completely! Second, fight me to the death!"

The Holy Son of Skylight had a threatening look on his face.

The Holy Son Wufeng was so angry that his face turned pale. He growled, "If you really had the guts, why would you stay here and die until now?"

"Wufeng, if you have the guts, you can come and try! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The Son of Skylight's mind moved slightly, and he summoned a golden lightsaber.

"You crazy person!"

The Saint Son Wufeng was shocked. He had indeed been trampling on the Saint Son Tianguang crazily during this period of time.

But this is also based on the premise of not violating the other party's bottom line.

He indeed looked down on the Son of Heavenly Light and regarded him as an enemy.

But he was not arrogant enough to think that he would definitely defeat the other party.

and so.

At the moment, he was really frightened by the Holy Son of Tianguang and did not have the courage to fight to the death with him.

"Haha! Tianguang, this Saint Son was just joking with you. Why are you so angry? It seems that you are still not cunning enough!"

The atmosphere was solemn, but Saint Wufeng suddenly smiled and spoke in a teasing tone.

"hehe."

The Son of Heavenly Light also laughed, and the murderous aura on his body dissipated at the same time. The lightsaber floating above his head also suddenly disappeared: "Is it possible that I was just joking with you? I just didn't expect that you, Wufeng, were actually fooled by me? It seems that too many of your men have died, and you have fallen into a similar state of mind as I did before, and have begun to be timid!"

The Holy Son Wufeng's face turned pale, but he did not lose his temper. He changed the subject and said, "It is difficult to get rid of the Emperor of Xia now. What should we do next?"

"Let's just wait and see what happens!"

The Holy Son of Tianguang couldn't think of a good solution, so he could only say this.

……

Xia Kingdom.

Inside the palace.

"Master, I have returned to the Barbarian Country and am temporarily staying with the Windless Saint. He has not suspected me."

Chu Jing held the sound-transmitting fairy stone in his hand, and the voice of An Ci Xuanxian came from it.

"Your voice seems a little weak?"

Chu Jing asked, narrowing his eyes.

As a demon.

Whether it is Shaxie or Dark Thorn.

When the two spoke, their tone was relatively flat, with almost no ups and downs.

But Chu Jing still felt the weakness in Anci Xuanxian's words.

"I was punished by the Windless Saint... I haven't recovered yet."

The Dark Thorn Immortal said.

"If there is real danger, just defect and come to my side."

Chu Jing said seriously.

He knew something about the character of the Holy Son Wufeng, so he quickly imagined the scene of Dark Ci Xuanxian being suppressed by him.

Anyway.

Dark Thorn Immortal is now a good card.

There is no need for him to die for no reason at the hands of Saint Wufeng.

"Master, thank you... If the situation is not good... I will run away..."

There was a rare hint of humanity in Anci Xuanxian's voice.

"it is good."

After finishing the conversation with Dark Ci Xuanxian, Chu Jing threw away all distracting thoughts, then entered the Heavenly Demon Palace and continued to try to sprint through the realm.

……

Time flies, and ten years have passed.

During these ten years.

The Xia army still firmly guards Daluo City.

The Barbarian Kingdom and the Shen Qin Kingdom also launched several attacks on Daluo City.

But each time they were resolved by the Xia army from Daluo City.

And after becoming familiar with the rhythm of the battlefield.

It was as if Xia Xiaojuan had activated a cheat, and she could hardly find an opponent among people of the same level.

In the coalition forces of the enemy countries of Shen Qin and the barbarian countries, many generals of the third and fourth levels of Xuanxian were killed.

Even more terrifying.

On this day, colorful auspicious clouds gathered in the sky above Daluo City.

Then, a rosy glow from a tent in the city turned into a column of gas that shot up into the sky, dispersing the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky.

"Is this... a phenomenon caused by a breakthrough? Judging from the situation, someone should have broken through from the third level to the fourth level. However, among the generals of Xia Country, those at the third level are rare. It seems that the only one who has the ability to break through and cause a phenomenon in the world is the princess of Xia Country, right?"

Although they were far apart and there were restrictions as obstacles, many generals in the coalition base of the two countries were shocked by the strange phenomena of heaven and earth in Daluo City.

The tiger demon, as the commander of the army, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his mood became extremely bad.