Chapter 233 Massacre

A tall woman behind Jun Jueli asked, "Fourteenth Prince, what should we do?"

If Lin Fengmian was here, he would have found that this was the defected Ye Ling.

She was not stopped by Lin Fengmian and others along the way, and she had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate on the way, so she actually ran ahead of Lin Fengmian and others.

The fourteenth prince Jun Jueli smiled slightly, tapped the table lightly, and smiled.

"Xiao Yunshang has always been the most kind-hearted, and that kid was massacred by the monks, and his parents and relatives died tragically in the city."

"In this case, let them fall into the trap, let that arrogant kid relive his old dream, and take my little Yunshang back by the way."

A one-eyed man behind him suddenly showed a fierce light in his eyes when he heard the words, and grinned: "What does your highness mean?"

"Massacre the city!"

Jun Jueli uttered these two words lightly, as if he was talking about eating.

Ye Ling's face changed slightly, and he said reluctantly: "Your Highness, will this lead to punishment?"

"What are you afraid of? During the battle for the throne, all means can be used."

Jun Jueli looked at the bustling crowd outside the window with a playful look, and said indifferently: "What's more, they are just some mortals like ants."

Others didn't think so, and the big man was even more excited, laughing: "Finally, I can let go and have fun once."

A horse-faced nun next to him said lightly: "I hope this kid won't be scared away, otherwise it will be too boring."

Jun Jueli She smiled gently, "Qianqian, you don't need to do anything. We will leave first to avoid scaring him away. Let Dulong stay here to deal with him."

A charming woman also said flatteringly, "Yes, sister Qianqian, there is no need for you to do anything with such a pretentious boy."

The tall one-eyed man Dulong grinned and said, "Your Highness, leave it to me. I haven't had enough killing for a long time."

"Genius? What I like to kill the most is genius!"

The other princes and princesses also discovered the situation here and watched with interest.

In Chongming City, a woman in red soft armor leaned on a fiery red beast, looked at the two light spots that were getting closer and closer, and laughed.

"Interesting, fourteenth brother, is your Dulong more powerful, or is my genius more powerful?"

In a majestic city near King's Landing, an elegant young man waved his folding fan, with a little thought in his eyes.

"If he passes this level, fight for him at all costs, or kill him!"

"Yes, Fourth Prince!" The people behind him said in unison.

In another direction, on a warship, the burly middle-aged man on the bow laughed cruelly.

"Xiao Yunshang, let your brother see if your picked-up genius can create miracles again."

The same situation also happened to other princes. Once Jun Yunshang and Lin Fengmian passed this level, only death awaited them.

After all, Lin Fengmian's performance was too shocking. If even the combined cultivators could not stop him, then Jun Yunshang would undoubtedly be the biggest dark horse.

Once Ye Xuefeng entered the combined state, or even the cave void, who could stop him from taking Jun Yunshang into Junlin City?

This kind of monster can only be won over, or completely destroyed!

However, they were not optimistic about Lin Fengmian's battle, after all, he crossed a realm.

At the combined state, there were not many weak people, and the weak were eliminated.

In the major cities of Jun Yan, there were also similar large dragon-hunting plates.

At this point, the battle for the throne is no longer a secret.

Countless people watched the dragon-hunting plate and exclaimed, and they all found that the Sixteenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince had collided.

"Oh my God, they really collided, open the bet! Open the bet!"

"I bet the Fourteenth Prince will win. He has a strong army and he is alone. How can he win?"

"The realm is too different. If they were at the same level, it would be fine. This time this kid is going to die."

"Princess Sixteen, please don't get hurt. She is the most beautiful woman in Jun Yan!"

Some of Lin Fengmian's diehard female fans were immediately furious and scolded the man loudly.

"You are talking nonsense. My Master Ye will not lose. Master Ye is the strongest!"

"That's right. Master Ye is invincible in the world. No matter how strong the enemy is, he can only be defeated with one sword."

...

Lin Fengmian naturally knew that his every move attracted the attention of the world, which was exactly what he expected.

But on the way, looking at the nervous Jun Yunshang, he suddenly remembered something and asked curiously.

"Yun Shang, it stands to reason that there are more than 700 fusion cultivators in Beiming, and you Jun Yan should also have 50 or 60 fusion cultivators, right?"

"Why does your fourteenth brother only have that one fusion cultivator? And you don't have any?"

Jun Yun Shang said awkwardly: "We are relatively young, even the fourteenth brother is only about a hundred years old, and our foundation is relatively weak, so we are not the favorites to win the throne."

"Under the rules of my father, we are no match for the other brothers and sisters, so naturally there are not many willing to bet."

"The fourteenth brother originally supported three fusion cultivators, but only this one was willing to go out and gamble with him for this wealth."

Lin Fengmian suddenly realized that this was a drought that would kill the drought. The flood that would kill the flood.

In the situation of Ling Tian Sword Saint raising a Gu, most fusion cultivators cherished their feathers and were unwilling to go out.

After all, if they won the bet, it would be fine, but if they lost the bet, they would die under the overwhelming advantage of others.

As a combined cultivator, even if it is icing on the cake afterwards, there are still many people willing to accept it.

Those who really end up will suppress those who are popular for the succession, rather than helping these weak princes and princesses in times of need.

This is not just a timely help, it could be a self-destructive act.

Pressing on the hot topic of succession, even if it is icing on the cake, is safer.

Thinking of this, he looked at Jun Yunshang with sympathy, which made her quite unhappy.

"Yunshang, I haven't asked you how old you are?"

"I won't tell you! This is a woman's secret." Jun Yunshang said mysteriously.

"Then it seems a bit old, probably at the level of a grandmother?"

"Asshole, who are you calling a grandmother!" Jun Yunshang said with his teeth bared.

"I will call whoever answers me." Lin Fengmian said with a smile.

The two continued to move forward while talking and laughing. Half a day later, Lin Fengmian suddenly stopped in a mountain stream.

His expression suddenly became extremely ugly, as if he was suppressing extreme anger.

"What's wrong?" Jun Yunshang said nervously.

"Ten miles away, someone surrounded the city with a formation and was slaughtering the city." Lin Fengmian said in a grim tone.

"What? Why don't you go and save people?" Jun Yunshang said hurriedly.

"More than half of the people in the city have been killed or injured. The cultivator who stayed behind seems to be staying to clean up the mess, but this is most likely a trap." Lin Fengmian said in a deep voice.

Jun Yunshang was silent, but still couldn't bear to say: "Are you just going to watch the remaining people in the city being slaughtered?"

"Aren't you very powerful? You must have a way to save them, right?"

Lin Fengmian's powerful consciousness found that in addition to the trap formation, there were traces of other formations in the city.

The cultivator in the city released his aura unscrupulously, fearing that Lin Fengmian didn't know that he was the only one in the city.