"I am very curious. Since you know that her immortal journey is slim, why do you still need to teach her martial arts?"

On the tea table, Yin Jiaming had a smile on his face and looked at Lin Changfeng with curious eyes.

He was extremely curious about the young man in front of him. He was a genius who had entered the immortal path and had learned the supreme sword intent. Although his cultivation was a little weaker, he admired the innate temperament of a strong man.

"Because I want to."

Lin Changfeng was very cold. Even when facing the prince of the Yin Yue Dynasty, he did not look good at all, as if he was talking to an ordinary passerby.

"Then do you know the consequences of doing this?" Yin Jiaming admired Lin Changfeng more and more, his eyes full of praise.

"The consequences?" Lin Changfeng glanced at Yin Jiaming indifferently and shook his head and said, "That's something you should worry about."

With a slight eyebrow raised, Yin Jiaming sneered, "I like geniuses, but I don't like self-righteous geniuses."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Lin Changfeng, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, adding: "I even want to kill it in the cradle."

Ignoring the other party, Lin Changfeng said lightly: "You dare not."

Even the sword spirit on one side was shocked by this sentence. This was the Ming King of the Yin Yue Dynasty. Even he did not dare to breathe loudly in front of the other side.

He is really afraid that the Ming King will get angry now, so he directly strangled Lin Changfeng to death. After all, in front of a sixth-grade Nascent Soul, Lin Changfeng's strength is indeed not enough.

As expected, after Lin Changfeng finished saying this, the spiritual power of the Ming King surged, and a murderous intent shocked the heart of the entire Xiaoqiu City beating violently.

It seems that in the next second, the heaven will bring down the punishment of heaven and razed the entire Xiaoqiu City to the ground.

The old teahouse is also shaking in this murderous intent and overwhelmed.

"Restrain your little thoughts. I know you want to win over me, but..." Lin Changfeng picked up the tea on the table with a cold look: "You are not worthy."

After a sentence fell, Lin Changfeng felt that the sword spirit in his body wanted to escape and was already restless.

With all his breath restrained, King Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Changfeng, and said angrily: "You think I am not worthy?"

As Prince of Yancheng, even the officials of the Yin Yue Dynasty did not dare to say such words in front of him. Today, Lin Changfeng, a plain junior, said that he was not worthy of it.

"Your ambition is not great enough." Lin Changfeng answered calmly, even as if he was explaining a fact.

The breath was converging, and the Ming King was not talking, but just sitting there, the majesty exuded by his body made people afraid to get close to him.

"Very good, then let's talk about what you are going to do when you go to the Yinyue Dynasty this time."

He didn't want to be ridiculed by Lin Changfeng for not having enough ambitions, so he directly asked Lin Changfeng about his purpose this time.

Looking sideways at the street, Lin Changfeng's eyes flashed: "Look for a place to practice."

This sentence was something that King Ming did not expect, and he even found it a bit ridiculous. Is Lin Changfeng's attitude of asking for help?

Obviously, he thought Lin Changfeng had not figured out his positioning.

"What if I don't help you?"

He glanced at Yin Jiaming in a sideways, Lin Changfeng snorted coldly and shook his head slightly: "You will help because you have no choice."

"Are you threatening me?"

"You can think so. Whether you help or not depends on how you choose." Lin Changfeng discussed this terrifying thing in a plain tone. He had a strong temperament. Even when facing the Ming King in the Nascent Soul Realm, he was not at all inferior.

Even in these few conversations, he gained an absolute advantage, giving the Ming King a ridiculous illusion, as if the person who faced him at this time was not a junior in the foundation-building realm, but a king of the Yinyue Dynasty!

No!

Perhaps the king of Yin Yue Dynasty did not have Lin Changfeng's courage and courage, which actually put him at a disadvantage.

"Two days later, follow me."

Jian Ling's heart was almost jumping out. After hearing the Ming King's compromise words, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Changfeng's next words.

"I'm leaving today."

The Ming Wang's eyes fell on Lin Changfeng, his eyes narrowed, and his face gradually became unfriendly, with a hint of unhappy murderous intent.

"Boy, do you really want to fight him? Are you really not afraid of him taking action?" The voice of the sword spirit floated in Lin Changfeng's sea of ​​consciousness. "Although he dares not kill you, he will definitely ruin you."

Ignoring the sword spirit, Lin Changfeng looked at Ming Wang directly, and the invisible temperament of the two collided with each other.

A born king exudes the pressure of dominating the world, which makes people feel frightened and do not want to get close to it.

A look of sympathy is like an immortal traveling around the world. Everything in the world cannot leave a trace of his ruthlessness.

"Okay, I'll prepare now."

The Ming King spoke again, and at this moment he realized that the oppression Lin Changfeng invisibly gave him exceeded his royal brother.

Seeing the Ming King disappearing from the spot, a smile appeared on Lin Changfeng's mouth.

"Do you still have the face to smile? If he did the move just now, you wouldn't have a chance to escape!" The sword spirit came out, looked serious and scared, and cursed: "I only realized that you are really not afraid of heaven and earth, King Ming! That's the prince of the Yinyue Dynasty! The royal relatives! I've been with you for eight lifetimes!"

Looking sideways at the sword spirit, Lin Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I just want to see what forces the Yinyue Dynasty has, which are suitable for me to practice."

Speaking of these forces, the sword spirit suddenly became interested and laughed: "I know a lot. It is said that there are four forces that are extremely terrifying, and they can even be on par with the Yin Yue Dynasty."

"But if you want to say that the place suitable for your cultivation is definitely the Sword-Zhe Jian Sect."

Lin Changfeng nodded slightly, "I want the sword body to enter the third level, and the sword-wielding sect will definitely go there."

This is also the reason why Lin Changfeng is unwilling to stay here. In fact, according to his original idea, he can practice to the third level of the sword body in Kunlun Sword Domain.

It’s a pity that the Empress woke up and the Kunlun Sword Domain no longer exists.

"So what is the purpose of you forcing King Ming like this?" Jian Ling wanted to know the most. After all, Lin Changfeng was so crazy that he was worried about his retreat.

"I want to see if he will really help Yin Wanting." Lin Changfeng said bluntly and did not regard this matter as a secret.

"So, do you think Ming Wang has selfish thoughts?"

Without answering this question, Lin Changfeng closed his eyes silently and stood there.

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