"Ten years ago, I was secretly dormant and wanted to take it down. At that time, he was just a master, but I failed..."

Lin Qitian's expression changed:

"With your practice, even if you secretly take action, you haven't taken a master?"

Who is Wei Zhengxian?

He was truly talented. When he was young, his arms had the power of four signs. He had been in the military for half his life. He had an unparalleled general who competed as a master to compete with the great master.

If it weren't for the real Taoist fruit, I'd be promoted to Martial Saint long ago.

Even so, Wei Zhengxian has ranked in the top ten on the current mountain and river list.

Such a person, with the highest level of the great master, secretly attacks a person with a barely master, and will he fail?

Lin Qitian was very surprised, but Yang Yu was not surprised.

If the Seven Killing King is really the eighth generation of the Black Mountain Old Demon, he must be the one who has the strengths of the seven generations. Even if he is the master, it will not be easy for Wei Zheng to take it down first.

“So what about the second time?”

"For the second time, I can't move forward before I reach the city."

Wei Zhengxian sighed slightly, but did not hide it:

"After Fangcun Xianshan was born, the wind and clouds were surging outside the frontier, and dragons and snakes were mixed. I took the opportunity to go to the Qisha Royal City to explore the reality and reality...

But before I arrived in front of the city, I could only notice the place where his aura was. I could no longer move forward. His cultivation might be no longer as good as the prince back then..."

"How is that possible?!"

Lin Qitian shook his head repeatedly:

"He was born for only more than ten years. Even if he started practicing martial arts in his womb, how could he be as good as the prince?"

How can he believe it?

With Yang Yu's current practice and reputation, he still thinks he is a bit different from Prince Zhao.

Even though he is humble, his strength is really better than that of the prince back then, Yang Yu has become famous since his debut, and his talent is almost unparalleled in the world.

But even he has been practicing to this point for more than thirty years!

"That's true."

Wei Zhengxian sighed:

"In recent years, the bitter and cold outside the border has become more and more intense. Why do I insist on not wanting the boss to take the initiative? This is the reason!

The aura of the Seven Killing Kings was almost in line with this vast grassland. On the grassland, it was almost like a prince holding eight thousand mysterious armors, and it was absolutely impossible to compete with!"

He did not explain these words to Lin Qitian, but he said to Yang Yu solemnly, but he had guessed the purpose of Yang Yu's coming.

"The accumulated old age injury will be eliminated once, and with the true energy I left behind, the old man should be able to sleep for ten days and half a month..."

Yang Yu suddenly mentioned Xu Wenji.

"you……"

Not to mention Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian was also shocked and guessed what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, Yang is not here to seize power, but he just needs two leaders to come out of seclusion and follow Yang to go..."

While speaking, Yang Yu drank the remaining tea and then grew up:
Chapter completed!