Chapter 1141
He retreated to the backstage.
But when he turned around, he was suddenly shocked, "Who is it?"
Without saying a word, he started to resist, but Ning Feng suppressed him as soon as he got hold of him.
Before long, a legend gradually spread in the city.
Rumor has it that a certain King Tian from the royal family, in order to obtain the inheritance of a great sage, personally took action to suppress a powerful origin master.
However, the crackdown failed.
Instead, he was injured in the physical body by the powerful original master's counterattack in desperation, and then escaped.
A king was actually injured by a powerful Origin master.
It's simply like a fairy tale.
The king was injured by a powerful person of the origin?
Can he still be called a king if he can be injured by a powerful person of the origin?
……
Ning Feng and the Purple Gold Dragon arrived at the main city and revealed their identities, stating that they were there to take the divine tablet.
When the guard saw this, there was no change in his expression, he was still arrogant, as if the Lord of Yizhao City was not even worthy of his attention.
Ning Feng didn't care either.
The guard crushed a jade talisman, and soon a figure flashed in front of him.
A man with a majestic aura appeared in front of Ning Feng, looking at him curiously, with a strange color flashing in the depths of his eyes.
"City Lord Ningfeng, you are finally here. Haha, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
He came in front of Ning Feng and laughed out loud, but his laughter was a little hypocritical.
Ning Feng smiled and said, "Some minor incidents occurred on the way, which delayed us for some time. Senior, is everything ok?"
The man nodded, "Of course no problem, City Lord Ning, do you need any help?"
Ning Feng said: "It's solved, it's not a big problem."
"it is good."
The man said calmly, "That's good, City Lord Ning, follow me."
Then, the man turned around and left, taking Ning Feng directly into the royal main city, and then went deeper into the city.
Along the way, Ning Feng once again witnessed the grandeur of the royal city.
At the same time, he was thinking whether the plan to rob those palaces should be postponed. With the absolute formation of the royal palaces, they might be trapped and they would not be able to break it at all.
All you can do is wait for death.
The Purple Gold Dragon transmitted a message: "Be careful, the water in the Royal City seems to be a bit deep."
Ning Feng also felt it. "Since it's for the sake of the divine tablet, I have no choice. Besides, even if the royal family is eyeing the inheritance of the White Bone Great Sage, they can't just disregard their dignity and attack me in the royal city."
The Purple Gold Dragon said, "Can you really get that Elephant Star Clan to say these things?"
Ning Feng smiled but said nothing.
After a moment, Ning Feng said, "I don't know, I can only try."
Flying is not allowed within the royal city.
The man led the way and quickly led Ning Feng into a side hall of the royal family.
Soon, after entering the side hall, a man in golden armor appeared in front again.
The man was tall and strong, with an extremely handsome face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a smile on his face that looked a bit evil, and at the same time he had the demeanor of a superior who was intimidating without even getting angry.
Walking up to Ning Feng, he waved his hand, signaling the man who was leading the way to leave.
Turning around, the man looked at Ning Feng, first sizing him up and down, then said, "Your name is Ning Feng?"
The man's voice was extremely cold and contained a hint of arrogance.
Hearing this, Ning Feng said calmly, "Yes, come and receive the divine tablet. Sir, is it from you?"
Seeing Ning Feng's calm expression, the man's face turned cold.
In the past, when people saw him, didn't they look fawning and timid?
But there was no fear on Ning Feng's face.
Without fear, there is no respect.
boom,
Suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from his body and he pressed fiercely towards Ning Feng.
The next moment, he took a step forward and was about to attack Ning Feng.
The purple-gold dragon soared into the sky with a whoosh, and then said, "Let's get started."
He carried the little dragon on his back. The little dragon blinked its big eyes and looked down, looking eager to try.
Faced with the opponent's pressure and threats, Ning Feng was not moved at all.
However, it is indeed very strong.
"He is a strong man at the ninth step of the origin, but the strength of his pressure has reached the level of Martial Saint. Moreover, he is not a primary Martial Saint, but a mid-level Martial Saint. He has gradually stepped towards the level of the peak Martial Saint."
Ning Feng immediately made a judgment in his mind, but this level of pressure had no effect on him at all.
After all, he had fought the God of War head-on, so why would he care about this level of pressure?
"You are not bad, your strength is quite good, you are only at the sixth step, but you can be so calm under my nine-step origin strength."
He looked at Ning Feng, and suddenly his face was filled with admiration.
Ning Feng said calmly: "Thank you for the compliment."
"Hahaha."
The man's face darkened, and he said, "My name is Guanghong, and I am a descendant of the thirteenth branch of the royal family. How about you follow me? In the future, I will definitely successfully awaken the purest royal bloodline and be selected to practice in the main lineage. If you follow me and become my servant, you will have a bright future."
Ning Feng shrugged, "Thank you, but I only want the divine tablet. As for future development, Ningfeng has not considered it yet."
The direct lineage, or the direct lineage of the thirteenth branch.
I don't know where he got the courage and confidence to look so proud here.
Seeing Ning Feng being so disrespectful to him, his face immediately turned cold.
He took a step forward and said, "What did you say? Say it again."
Ning Feng still had a smile on his face and said, "I said, I want the divine tablet, I don't want to follow you."
"Are you rejecting me, young master?"
Guanghong stared at Ning Feng indifferently.
Ning Feng smiled but said nothing.
boom,
The murderous aura surged out, without any concealment.
Guanghong stared at Ning Feng coldly, revealing murderous intent. After all, he was a famous prodigy from the thirteenth branch of the royal family, and how could someone dare to speak to him like this?
"Who do you think you are, to dare to speak to my young master like that?"
Before Guanghong could make a move, someone else took action on his behalf.
In the distance, a golden figure appeared. It was an old man with a very powerful golden body. He looked as majestic as a mountain.
He took a step forward and instantly came in front of Ning Feng, staring at him with his golden eyes, "Submit, or die."