Fighting the Martial Universe

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"His Royal Highness, I heard that you also want to participate in the war. I personally want you not to participate in the war. After all, you are still cultivating with Prince Qin. If you show any trouble, the consequences will be unthinkable."

Bai Jing began to persuade.

"This prince does not need to use the previous methods. In short, you don't need to persuade the prince. Besides, at present, only a few of you know the identity of the prince. You don't need to tell others for the time being."

Zhang Mofan put his hands behind his back.

"Yes!"

The three nodded at the same time.

The first to come was Fu Yi's gang. When they saw Zhang Mofan dressed in black, they immediately knelt down and saluted, and they looked very respectful: "Fu Yi, with the gang of Baihuying men, pays homage to His Royal Highness."

Of course, the only person who did not kneel down was Fu Yi's grandson.

When Fu Yi saw it, he immediately scolded, "Fu Jiang, don't you kneel down quickly?"

Fu Jiang had never kneeled before, even his parents had never kneeled before. Now let him kneel by a man he has never met before, he is naturally extremely repulsive.

"Is he his Royal Highness the prince, or not, he still wears a mask, what mystery is he doing?"

Fu Jiang still did not kneel.

Seeing that his grandson did not listen to discipline, Fu Yi immediately handed over his hand: "His Royal Highness, my grandson just returned from a political strategist a few years ago, so proud and arrogant, he did not put his peers in his eyes at all."

Fu Yi once told Fu Jiang that Prince Zhang was one year older than Fu Jiang.

One year after the destruction of the Zhang Dynasty, Fu Jiang was born. However, Fu Jiang did not practice in the sacred palace. It was a coincidence, but he was valued by the elders who traveled to the sanctuary. Vertical and horizontal disciples.

Zhang Mofan nodded and said, "It doesn't matter. It's a good thing for young people to be arrogant. I'm afraid you don't have the ability to be arrogant. Get up."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Fu Yi arched his hands and stood up suddenly, looking at Zhang Mofan, but also a little excited, although he didn't know what Zhang Mofan looked like.

However, the aura that spread from Zhang Mofan is not comparable to ordinary people.

"His Royal Highness, Fu Yi was the deputy commander of the White Tiger Camp. We have always decided to let Fu Yi temporarily serve as the commander of the White Tiger Camp. Moreover, Fu Yi has reached the Holy Land."

Aoba said.

Zhang Mofan nodded, looked at Fu Yi, and said, "Fu Yi, today, as the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, this prince will designate you as the commander of the White Tiger Camp of the Most Holy Army."

With that said, Zhang Mofan pulled open the clothes on his chest, revealing the pattern of soldiers.

Fu Yi's eyes widened and said: "Soldier talisman, this is the soldier talisman of the Most Holy Legion. I can't expect the emperor to give you the soldier talisman to your Prince. Thank you, your Royal Highness."

"This time you attack the Stars Sacred Palace, you Baihuying will take the lead. By the way, your grandson Fu Jiang doesn't need to participate in this operation."

Zhang Mofan said.

"Why don't you let me take part in the action? Also, I don't care whether you are Prince Zhang Dynasty or not, but you are still in the same status now. As for the strength and ability? I am afraid that it is not worthy of the status of Prince Zhang Dynasty."

Fu Jiang sneered.

In his opinion, the revival dynasty that Grandpa said was just a joke, a very ridiculous joke.

Now that the Qin Dynasty is so powerful, people like them might not even be able to go to the Great Holy Land in the Middle Zhou Dynasty.

Moreover, the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, he did not take it seriously.

"Bold, how dare you speak to His Royal Highness like this? You are too presumptuous."

Bai Jing scolded Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang glanced at Baijing, then smiled and said: "I'm telling the truth. Now, the Zhang Dynasty is dead in name. Of course you are the prince of the Zhang Dynasty. I don't have one."

Fu Yi's face changed drastically, and said: "Fu Jiang, put away your temper, be careful, I will confine you."

Fu Jiang was not convinced.

Zhang Mofan looked at Fu Jiang and said: "Yes, now that the Zhang Dynasty is shattered, when someone else is the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, then that is the prince of the Zhang Dynasty. If someone else is not the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, the prince is nothing, the prince. I know you look down on this prince, right?"

"Yes, I just look down on you. You have no abilities. You have to lead those old ministries to attack some celestial palaces and rejuvenate the dynasty. Don't you think it is ridiculous? Today Zhou Yuanjie is so peaceful, you have the heart to lead them Go to die? Now our Fu family is in the Bodhi Sanctuary, and we have a good time."

Fu Jiang said rudely.

Fu Yigang wanted to give Fu Jiang a lesson in anger, but Zhang Mofan waved his hand and motioned him not to speak.

"Now, in the entire Zhou Yuanjie, there are only two people who can really admire me. One is Qin Tian, ​​Prince Qin of the Qin Dynasty, and the other is Zhang Mofan, who has recently become popular."

Fu Jiang continued.

He said that these two people wanted to deter the prince Zhang Dynasty, and to lead the old ministry to restore the country, he needed to have talents and abilities.

Zhang Mofan looked at Fu Jiang and said, "Since you are a disciple of the vertical and horizontal direction, your own strength should be good. I will suppress my cultivation to the upper realm of the saint. If you can touch me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will give up immediately. The identity of Prince Zhang Dynasty."

"The cultivation base is suppressed to the upper realm of the saint? What do you mean by this?"

Fu Jiang didn't quite understand.

Zhang Mofan carried his hands on his back, suddenly running the technique, the horrible breath of the Holy Dao radiated, making Fu Jiang's face changed greatly, and said: "You? You are a great saint martial artist? Impossible, you are only one year older than me, how could you be? Great Sage?"

His current cultivation base is the upper realm of the saint, and in another year, it will be impossible to break through the great saint, let alone one year, two years may not be able to achieve it.

"What? His Royal Highness is already a great saint?"

"His Royal Highness should be only twenty-seven years old now? He has been promoted to the Great Sage?"

...

Those old ministries in Baihuying didn't know Zhang Mofan's identity, so they were all surprised.

"The 27-year-old Great Sage? It is said that Zhang Mofan has also been promoted to Great Sage. Wouldn't Zhang Mofan be our Crown Prince?"

"Impossible, if he is really the prince, he still dare to go to the Qin Dynasty?"

.....

Zhang Mofan carried his hands on his back, walked slowly to Fu Jiang, and said, "If you lose, you must tell me something about the strategists, how about?"

"Hmph, my dignified disciple of the political strategist, how could I not even touch you?"

Fu Jiang was completely angry. He held a big sword in his hand with a stigmata on it. It was assassinated with a single sword. The speed was extremely fast, and it instantly penetrated Zhang Mofan's figure.

However, the figure changed into a black mist and dissipated, and it was actually a phantom. Zhang Mofan's figure had already appeared behind Fu Jiang.

Fu Jiang frowned and waved his big hand fiercely, unexpectedly swept out a lot of sword light, dense, like raindrops, and madly attacked Zhang Mofan.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but become a little worried. How would the prince dodge such a dense sword light?