Doupo: I want to marry Princess Yaoye

Chapter 88 Han Feng
"Oh? Sect Master Yuan actually begged me, Han Feng?"

A man in a green shirt raised his head and looked at Manager Hu in front of him in surprise.

The face of this man in a green shirt is very handsome. He has long black hair that reaches straight to his shoulders. There is a strange medicinal fragrance around his body. There is a maple leaf embroidered on the back of his green shirt.

"Master Han Feng, our Master Yuan said that as long as you can help, you can choose ten kinds of medicinal materials from the eight doors!"

"Oh, it's a big deal. It's just that there are only two fighting kings in the Ghost Sect and the Bone Sect. With the strength of the eight sects, it should not be difficult to destroy them, right?"

Han Feng picked up the teacup from the table, took a sip and then put it into his mouth.

That Guanshi Hu lowered his head, and said humbly: "Lord Han Feng doesn't know, that the Ghost Sect and the Bone Sect are united together, and there is also the handwriting of the Blood Sect."

"Oh? Blood Sect Fan Qi, he actually got involved?" Han Feng's expression remained calm. He just took out a pen and paper and wrote a handwritten letter.

"Haha, hand over this letter to Sect Leader Fan. For my sake, he won't take action."

Manager Hu immediately bowed and walked forward, taking the letter with both hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Han Feng, and please come to the eight gates sometime as a guest."

After saluting, Manager Hu immediately turned around and left, looking a little impatient.

Looking at Guanshi Hu's leaving figure, Han Feng's eyes were deep, and he chuckled after a long time.

For the eight sects, the biggest threat is the blood sect Fan Yao, he is a real fighting emperor, and his strength is much better than Yuan Yi.

As long as he doesn't make a move, the Ghost Sect and the Bone Sect are nothing to worry about. With the strength of the Eight Sects, they can be easily eliminated.

When Guanshi Hu passed the news back, Yuan Yi nodded in satisfaction. In the previous battle, he had vaguely noticed the bloody aura of the Blood Sect Fan Lao.

Sure enough, just as he thought, he sent people out to investigate and found traces of the alliance between the Blood Sect, the Ghost Sect and the Bone Sect.

Huh, if there is no one behind them to support them, where will the Gui Sha Sect and the Bone Sect have the courage to ask for an explanation?

"Bring me along, and come with me to get this place back. My Yuan Yi's things are not so easy to get."

Yuan Yi stood up, a strong aura emanating from his body.

Faced with the aura of a powerful Dou Huang warrior, Manager Hu turned pale and bowed before retreating.

In fact, there was a fighting king among the eight gates, and Yuan Yi didn't take him with him. After all, in a chaotic place like the Black Corner Region, if there is not enough combat power to stay behind, the old nest may be stolen.

Twenty fighting spirits, plus Yuan Yi, a powerful fighting emperor, left Black Seal City in a mighty manner.

He didn't hide his traces, Yuan Yi just wanted to tell the people in the Black Corner Region that they would have to pay for the troubles caused by the Eight Doors!
At this time, in the Guisha Sect, Shen Li did not feel any panic. Instead, he cupped his hands to the man sitting at the head of the table with a very respectful tone.

"Sect Master Fan, this Yuan Yi doesn't know what is good or bad, so I still need you to teach him a lesson."

The man sitting on the first seat was dressed in a blood-colored red robe, with a gleam of red in his eyes, and said solemnly: "As long as he dares to come, this sect will definitely take his life!"

At this time, the people from Baigumen also rushed here, first saluted Fan Yao respectfully, and then said: "Sect Master Fan, Yuan Yi has brought people here, we..."

Fan Qi stood up, and the majestic bloody breath swept out of his body.

"Needless to say, go out to play with him, I want to see if Yuan Yi's strength has improved."

After finishing speaking, Fan Lao flicked his sleeves, and the blood-red fighting spirit wings flapped behind him, his body turned into a red shadow, and disappeared into the hall.

"Follow up and see what Yuan Yi has to say." Shen Li waved his hand, and the people in the hall followed him out.

The Guisha Sect and the Bone Sect unite, and they can produce a total of fifteen fighting spirit fighters, which is considered to be a lot of fighting power in the Black Horn Region, not to mention, they also have two fighting kings.

When they walked out of the hall, Fan Lao and Yuan Yi had already confronted each other in the air, and the two Douhuang-level auras collided in the air.

"Yuan Yi, it's very majestic to lead so many people."

Fan Lao glanced at Yuan Yi with scarlet pupils, his hands were slightly bent, and a long knife made of blood appeared in his palm. With a light grip, the bloody aura immediately spread out.

Feeling this breath, Yuan Yi's expression remained unchanged, he flicked the ring, and a letter with the scent of medicine was delivered to Fan Qi's hands.

"Sect Master Fan, please just sit back and watch today's events."

Smelling this special medicinal fragrance, how could Fan Lao not know who the letter came from.

After opening the letter, Fan Yao nodded and said, "Today's business is up to you!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Yao put away his aura, and with a flutter of bloody wings behind his back, he retreated tens of meters.

"Zongzhu Fan, you can't ignore..." Shen Li's expression changed drastically, but he couldn't help but say anything more. Yuan Yi had already rushed over with terrifying energy, so he could only respond hastily.

On the other hand, Fan Lao took out Han Feng's letter again, and after reading it twice, a cloud of bloody fighting spirit wrapped the letter up.

Sure enough, just as Fan Qi thought, Han Feng had something else to say to him.

Under the wrapping of the blood-colored grudge, the letter gradually disintegrated into eight evenly sized pieces.

"Heh, eat the eight doors? As expected of Medicine Emperor Han Feng."

Fan Qian's face was indifferent, and the blood-colored fighting spirit surrounded his body. The blood-stained sword was still in his hand.

The two fighting kings of Guishazong and Baigumen have been suppressed by Yuan Yi and have no strength to fight back. Some injuries have appeared on Shen Li's body, and it seems that he won't last long.

"Fan Qi, you have betrayed your trust! You will definitely die a bad death!" Shen Li roared, his eyes full of unwillingness, and his body suddenly swelled.

"Sect Master Fan, why don't you help?" Bai Rou's voice was filled with pleading, she didn't want to die.

"Hmph, you two should have thought about today!" Yuan Yi didn't give Shen Li a chance to blew himself up, his body turned into a shadow, and slammed into him fiercely.

With a strong grasp, it penetrated Shen Li's chest directly, and a strong Dou Wang fell in front of everyone in such a simple way.

Seeing that Fan Yao would not make a move anymore, Bai Rou gritted her teeth and dissipated her fighting spirit, begging for mercy: "Master Yuan, spare my life, Baigumen is willing to be your subordinate force!"

Seeing this, Yuan Yi also stopped his hands. No matter what, this is a fighting king. If he takes it for his own use, the strength of the eight doors will increase a lot.

However, this Bai Rou is capricious, so it is inevitable that she will not betray her, and it will take a lot of effort to subdue her, which would be too troublesome...

As soon as he relaxed his vigilance, Yuan Yi's expression suddenly changed, his body twisted to an extremely tricky angle, and he blocked his body with his left hand.

At the same time, a man in black robe stabbed towards Yuan Yi with a blue long spear, and it happened to penetrate Yuan Yi's arm. If he hadn't dodged in time, his chest would have been pierced.

Fan Tuo showed some interest, standing aside and watching quietly.

(End of this chapter)