C242 Nine Color Battle Wind

About a hundred moves.

This was the Promise of 100 Moves from Master of Poison Sect to Qin Yuan. If they overdid it, they would cooperate, but if they lost, they would not succeed.

Qin Yuan's expression instantly became serious. Although the condition of winning against her in a hundred moves was greatly reduced, it was still very difficult for Qin Yuan.

If Qin Yuan's cultivation base reached the Martial Venerable Stage, this requirement would be very simple for him. He still had this bit of confidence.

However, Qin Yuan was only at the Martial Emperor Stage, so he couldn't cross such a huge gap. He had no idea how many levels he would reach, but he could still challenge half a step into the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

If this was in the Immortal World, who knew how many people would laugh at him? They would laugh at him for not knowing what was good for him, laugh at him for not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, laugh at him...

Although Qin Yuan wasn't completely confident that he could withstand a hundred strikes from her, his chances of winning were much higher than the previous requirement.

After thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed, "Alright, I promise you! Persevere a hundred moves from you."

"That's right!" Although Master of Poison Sect knew that Qin Yuan was the reincarnation of an immortal, with his current cultivation base, Qin Yuan's cultivation base was far lower than hers. Therefore, she unconsciously spoke in the language of a senior.

Although Qin Yuan didn't like the words of a senior like Master of Poison Sect, he had to lower his head when he was under someone else's roof! He had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.

"Fast words!" Master of Poison Sect looked at Qin Yuan with praise.

Qin Yuan held back the annoyance in his heart and coldly said, "Where is the location?"

"What? You are in a hurry!" On the other hand, Master of Poison Sect had always been calm and collected. Only when it came to the revenge of the death did she have some other expression.

"Nonsense!" Qin Yuan fiercely glanced at Master of Poison Sect. "I have been out for almost half a day. I'm afraid that the people outside are already anxious to go berserk!"

Just like what Qin Yuan said about the outside world, there was a huge commotion.

Eastern Continent, Fong family's military tent.

In the main camp, Fong Xu had been pacing back and forth ever since Qin Yuan left. He had not stopped to rest until now.

"Young Master Feng, you have been walking back and forth from noon until evening. Look, the sun is about to set!" General Wu, who was in the main tent, pointed at the sunset outside and said solemnly.

"Aren't I in a hurry?" Fong Xu replied. "I invited Qin Yuan here. If he has anything to say, how will I explain it to Artifact Sect, Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Zi Yan, and Great Qin?"

Fong Xu suddenly stopped mid-sentence and realized that he had said too much.

However, the people who were listening were interested!

Fong Xu had just said that each of them was bigger than the last.

The Artifact Sect had a place in the Middle Continent in terms of strength. There was no doubt about their strength.

Zi Yan, the master of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, had countless resources and information. It could be said that nothing in the Eastern Continent could escape her eyes.

Although the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was neutral in the confrontation between the Fong family and the Dongyun Empire, anyone with discerning eyes knew that the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion of the Eastern Continent had already sided with the Fong family.

Initially, they were very puzzled. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, which had always been neutral and focused on making money, was biased towards Fong family. After Fong Xu said that, it turned out that it was all because of Qin Yuan.

Furthermore, they had faintly heard that Zi Yan was the princess of the Zi family, one of the seven big families in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Her status was comparable to some of the princesses, princes, and even some people like the Sect Master.

As for the last major power, although Fong Xu didn't finish his words, which one of them wasn't a smart person?

They looked at each other and saw 'shock' in each other's eyes.

They all knew in their hearts that the last major power was the number one power in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, the Qin Empire, which was the leader of the five great empires in the Heavenly Martial Continent.

It could be said that Qin Empire was the most mysterious among all the major powers in Heavenly Martial Continent.

A thousand years ago, a palace appeared out of nowhere and went straight for the dragon vein of Middle Continent, suppressing it in one fell swoop. Even the number one power at that time - Heavenly Treasure Pavilion - didn't express anything about it. It was as if they had agreed to it.

Since even the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had agreed to it, how could the other powers not agree to it?

Although there were still some people who did not know what to do and went to find trouble with the Qin Empire, there was no lack of Immortal Realm peerless expert among them.

However, the result was no exception. All of them died at the entrance of the Qin Empire. They didn't even enter the main hall and died just like that.

It was also through that battle that the position of the overlord of the Qin Empire was established.

The three sentences that Fong Xu said just now, no matter which one it was, were worth his anxiety and uneasiness.

"General Wu!" Fong Xu suddenly stopped and shouted.

"Hmm?" General Wu did not expect Fong Xu to suddenly call him. He was slightly stunned and immediately stood up. He bowed to Fong Xu and said, "General!"

"General Wu, listen up. When I am not around, the entire army is up to you!" Fong Xu said in a deep voice.

"Marshal, you are..." General Wu looked at Fong Xu in confusion. He immediately understood that Fong Xu wanted to find Qin Yuan.

"No!" General Wu liked the feeling of commanding the three armies, but he also understood the role of the marshal. He shook his head and said solemnly.

"The country cannot have no ruler for a day. The three armies cannot have no marshal for a day!" General Wu said in a deep voice. "Marshal, please think about it!"

"There's no need to persuade me. I have already made up my mind to go!" Fong Xu said in an unquestionable tone.

"Forget it, Young Master Feng." At this time, Zhan Feng's voice suddenly came over. "You are the marshal. It is most appropriate for you to stay in the tent and lead the three armies. Let me go!"

"There is no need to trouble Brother Zhan. Brother Qin Yuan was invited by me. It is better for me to go personally!" Fong Xu declined.

"No, I will go!" Zhan Feng said in a deep voice, "I'm his big brother, let me go!"

Without giving Qin Yuan a chance to explain, Zhan Feng walked out of the tent and flew towards Qin Yuan.

Fong Xu looked at Zhan Feng who was getting further and further away, and his eyes sparkled.

Scenes were replayed in his eyes. No, it should be the premiere.

Because this scene was actually Zhan Feng fighting with a man with nine colors all over his body.

The scene stopped there and could not go any further.

On the other hand, Fong Xu's face instantly turned pale.

His heart was filled with shock and doubt, "What's going on? Why does that nine-colored body feel so familiar?"

"And Zhan Feng, how could he have provoked such an expert!"

"Whatever, that will be in the future. We will talk about it in the future! " A trace of ruthlessness instantly appeared on Fong Xu's pale face, "Now, the most important thing is to destroy the Dongyun Empire."

He turned around and quickly laid out his plan on the big map behind him.

In the world where the Poison Sect was located.

On a plain, two figures stood there.

One of them was wearing a black robe, and his body was filled with a sense of pressure. It was the pressure of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

On the other side, he was dressed in a white robe, and his entire body was filled with harmony. In harmony, he did not lose his domineeringness.