The second prince, who was lying on the ground, let out a long sigh and hurriedly took out several jade bottles from his pocket.
He opened the bottle and stuffed a large amount of pills into his mouth without even looking at them.
The rich fragrance of the elixir directly suppressed the bloody smell.
After a moment, the ruddy-faced middle-aged man in the python robe stood up from the ground. A confident smile appeared on his face again, and he extended his hand towards Lu Feiyu:
"Yan Houhuo, the Eighth Prince."
They were named by the royal family of Dayan, and the middle character was taken from "holding the middle and being upright, and being virtuous and bearing all things".
Their generation happens to be the "Hou" generation.
The last characters of this generation are the nine basic elements of "light, darkness, wind, thunder, gold, wood, water, fire and earth" in turn.
The eighth prince Yan is thick in earth, and the eighth prince Yan is thick in fire.
Lu Feiyu looked at him coldly, without shaking hands, but said coldly:
"Who is your leader? You? A warrior barely at the level of a god?"
Being looked down upon by Lu Feiyu, Yan Houhuo was not annoyed, and still maintained a decent smile:
"Of course not."
"Since you dare to go against the Crown Prince and Queen, we must have immortals here too."
"And the quantity will definitely not be small."
Hearing this, Lu Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said:
"If that's the case, why hide your head and show your tail?"
"Why, you're worried about me?"
Yan Houhuo's eyes passed over Lu Feiyu, and he looked at Song Lin, who was wrapped in a blanket, and responded:
“Employ people with confidence, and don’t employ people you doubt.”
"Lord Lu, you have already proven your position by killing Yan Houtu and Ningshui Xianren."
"Just these two..."
His eyes swept back and forth between Song Lin and the pile of debris, obviously worried that the two would leak the news.
After all, this is a serious crime of treason.
If you are not careful, you will lose everything.
"They're my people."
Lu Feiyu said calmly.
The Ninth Prince's expression changed slightly, and a mischievous smile appeared on his face:
"Lord Lu, treating these two as confidants is really lowering your status."
A piece of trash who hasn't even reached the Transcendent Realm can do odd jobs outside, but how can he really enter the core circle and participate in the rebellion?
Nothing else to say.
With this kind of strength, any random soldier could capture Song Lin and the other two and torture them.
If the two of them lose their resolve and leak information, it will be troublesome.
Yan Houhuo's words sounded nice, but everyone could hear the contempt in them.
Yan Houhuo even looked down on Lu Feiyu a little.
After all, to get ahead in the world, one must rely on background and power. What’s the point of being a good fighter?
Without a strong team, even the human wave tactics can kill you.
But who knew that Lu Feiyu just chuckled, turned his right hand, and the long sword in his hand was sheathed in an instant, making a clear sound.
To be honest, Yan Houhuo was a little scared when he heard the sound of the knife.
Don't be fooled by his nonchalant look now.
In fact, when Lu Feiyu put the knife on his neck, he was almost scared to death!
This is a powerful existence that can kill immortals!
Although he is a prince, isn't his ninth brother Yan Houtu also a prince?
Moreover, Yan Houtu is much more favored and important than himself.
But even so, didn't he still die under Lu Feiyu's knife?
Therefore, when he heard the sound of the knife, Yan Houhuo thought that his contempt for Lu Feiyu had been discovered by him.
He was so frightened that his neck shrank and he jumped back a step, no longer showing his previous confidence.
However, no one could have imagined it.
However, Lu Feiyu didn't even look at Yan Houhuo, but turned around and looked back.
On his right shoulder, a vigorous vitality suddenly emerged.
In addition to vitality, there is also an extremely mysterious energy that Yan Houhuo cannot describe.
Just by looking at this energy, he felt that his mind became much more flexible and the martial arts power in his body became particularly active.
“What a good thing!”
Yan Houhuo's eyes flickered, and a hint of greed appeared on his face.
"Is this the secret of Lu Feiyu's strength?"
"But why did he show it?"
Yan Houhuo was puzzled.
But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.
The energy on Lu Feiyu's shoulder that even a prince like him coveted turned into two streams.
One group was directed towards Song Lin, and the other was directed towards Song Qiushan who was in the pile of debris.
"What a waste! What a waste!!!"
Seeing this scene, Yan Houhuo's eyes were bloodshot and he roared in his heart.
If this thing were given to him, he would be able to break through two realms in a year, and might even be able to break through to the peak of Spirit Refining.
But Lu Feiyu actually gave this good thing to those two losers who hadn't even reached the Transcendent Realm?!
Isn't this a huge waste?!
Thinking of this, Yan Houhuo felt a tightness in his chest. How could those two rubbishes digest such a good thing?
At best, he could break through from the fifth level of the physical body to the level of Transcendental Realm, and at best, he could only reach the level of Condensation Realm, right?
This combat power can have no impact on the overall situation!
Yan Houhuo kept roaring in his heart.
However, the next moment, the anger on his face froze and he looked into the distance in disbelief.
Song Lin's realm was seen to break through from the original entry level to the fifth level of the physical body.
In the blink of an eye, the five levels were completed.
The momentum of the breakthrough continued without stopping, heading straight for transcendence.
All the shackles and barriers seemed to have never existed.
Less than three seconds after Song Lin entered the Transcendent Realm, the internal energy in his meridians condensed into liquid and entered the realm of Condensation.
Even so, her realm is still rising!
She's still improving!
She's still fucking improving, please stop!
Looking at this scene, Yan Houhuo's mouth opened unconsciously and he roared in despair.
No, as the prince of Dayan, he has all kinds of rare resources and all kinds of high-level and top-level martial arts.
Even so, one must practice in seclusion for a hundred years and endure torture before being able to advance to the spiritual realm.
How come a girl like you from a small town on the border can catch up with his level without any effort?
No, not catching up!
In Yan Houhuo's desperate eyes, Song Lin's breath stopped at the middle stage of spirit refining, which was one small realm higher than his early stage of spirit refining.
Lu Feiyu's flick of his finger was equivalent to the hundred years of hard training of the Great Yan Prince?!
this......
It really overturned Yan Houhuo's three views.
On the other side, Song Qiushan's promotion has also been completed.
His realm is the same as Song Lin's, the middle stage of Spirit Refining, and is also one small realm higher than Yan Houhuo.
In a blink of an eye, Yan Houhuo, who was originally the second best master in the attic, became the one at the bottom.
Before Yan Houhuo could digest this incredible scene, Lu Feiyu's cold voice resounded throughout the attic:
"Well, are they qualified to be my subordinates now?"
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