Chapter 403 Declaration of War

An Bochen's body is getting bigger and bigger, breaking the fantasy in a blink of an eye.

With his left hand round and innocent, An Bochen swept out with a shot, slapped Yuan Sanlang on the ground, and then stepped forward, sitting firmly on the small couch with the big horse's golden knife.

The white gas dissipated, and Yuan Sanlang gasped heavily. He raised his head and stared at An Bochen in disbelief.

"The fairyland... Who the hell are you?"

"The general of the Kuangqi, An Bochen, who temporarily leads the Kuangqi."

An Bochen said calmly.

Yuan Sanlang didn't believe it, and he saw An Bochen suddenly smile and said, "Do you think only you have secrets?"

Hearing this, Yuan Sanlang lowered his head and his face was bitter.

"What a flag general, even the King of Dongyue has been concealed by you."

"You are the same."

An Bochen said.

Yuan Sanlang's heart has already died. On the surface, he is handsome, but in fact, he is muddle-headed. Even if he knows An Bochen's secret, he doesn't need to worry about him spreading it. In addition, An Bochen must deter him before he can find out his secrets.

"Five towns and seas, Dong Tian Fu Di, Ao Gui... It seems that Lord Ao Gui is a third-party force outside Wuzhen Haidu and Dongtianfudi.

Looking at Yuan Sanlang, who got up and sat on the couch, An Bochen said lightly.

"Although Ao Gui's strength is extraordinary, he is not qualified to fight against the Wuzhen Haidu Chamber." Yuan Sanlang looked up and swallowed the tea and calmed down.

Hearing Yuan Sanlang call Ao Gui's full name, An Bochen thought about it and said, "Then what does Ao Gui want?"

"It's not the so-called ancestral foundation, the glory of his four sea dragon clan." Yuan Sanlang smiled and said quietly, "However, the four seas are in the hands of the people in Jiuyuanzhou, and no matter how powerful he is, there is nothing he can do."

"Then why did he hide in the blessed land and insert you into Wuzhen Haidu?" An Bochen thought for a moment and asked.

"Because one day, Jiuyuanzhou will march into the five realms, and that is the weakest time for Jiuyuanzhou." Yuan Sanlang smiled and his eyes were long: "Although the immortals and demons of Jiuyuanzhou are strong, they can't keep all their cultivation strength after crossing the space array."

An Bochen nodded silently, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart, which was also his long-standing doubt.

The existence in Jiuyuanzhou is the descendants of immortals, gods and demons who left the Heavenly Palace and the Central Continent in ancient times. They are also standing behind the scenes of the Dongtianfudi. According to reason, they can come to the five worlds early and recapture the Heavenly Palace. Why do they have to wait until now?

"I've said everything I have to say. Yuan wants to ask Brother An for a favor." After siping the tea, Yuan Sanlang said.

"Brother Yuan, there is another one that didn't say. Why did the King of Dongyue send me to the battlefield?" Raise your head, An Bochen said.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Sanlang's sleeve shook, changing a pen and a piece of white paper.

After writing, Yuan Sanlang handed it to An Bochen.

An Bochen looked at it quietly, and there was no emotion on his face. A flame popped out of his fingertips and burned the white paper into ashes.

"Thank you. Brother Yuan wants An to do something, but it doesn't matter.

"Find a proper opportunity to kill Yuan." Yuan Sanlang said with a smile.

An Bochen frowned slightly and looked at Yuan Sanlang complicatedly: "But if I take action, I'm sure the King of Dongyue and Ao Gui won't let go of An."

"Brother An is very powerful, and there must be other ways to kill Yuan." Yuan Sanlang said quietly and raised his hand to pick up the teapot, but found that the tea was empty.

The practitioners who live in Wuzhen Haidu all have a cavity of blood. They have no other thoughts except to kill the enemy. However, some people are tired of it and can't get rid of it, such as Yuan Sanlang. An Bochen didn't want to jump out of this muddy water, but he couldn't help it.

"Well, An will try his best." An Bochen said.

"Thank you in advance." Yuan Sanlang smiled very comfortably.

The night was dark, and the two talked about some gossip. An Bochen said goodbye and quietly turned back to the wooden building.

Two days passed quickly, and the people who went out also returned one after another. With An Bochen, he went to B Zhou Feng to attend the oath meeting.

After winning the victory of the sky flag, An Bochen can't be said to be a regular visitor of Bzhou feng, but he also often goes up the mountain and can always go there twice a month. Bzhou feng is no longer so mysterious and unattainable for him. He led everyone up the ladder and swayed up. When he was young, An Bochen came to the top of the peak.

On the martial arts arena outside the hall, the crowd is dense, and the soldiers of each flag and each clan have arrived. Comparatively speaking, Kuangqi is the least number of flags. Although there are Yuan Sanlang Sanxian, everyone knows that these three immortals are just acting, so in terms of real strength, Kuangqi is still the bottom one.

"It is said that the flag owner will be An Bochen."

There was a noise from the hall, and the soldiers surrounding the outside the hall looked at An Bochen one after another, with a playful and sarcastic look.

The reputation of An Bochen and Kuang Qi only exists in the immortals, and they are still those unqualified immortals. A single innocent person can actually become the master of a flag. The rest of the forces of Wuzhen Haidu do not mention it, but they feel very ridiculous in their hearts.

Looking up at those who were not familiar with each other, An Bochen took Wuhua and Zhang Bushi into the hall, and the rest stayed outside the hall to wait for orders.

As soon as he entered the hall, An Bochen only felt gloomy in front of him.

He looked up and saw that the interior of the hall was shrouded in purple and black light, with waves and occasionally clam beads flashing, as if they had suddenly come to the depths of the sea.

"Brother Fan, your ten-thousand-year-old fish bead is really interesting. It happens that there are few lights in my stables in Jiuyuanzhou. It's better to light the lamp."

As far as An Bochen's eye could see, he saw three men with a deep breath sitting at the head of the hall. Among them, the man in a black robe was playing with the fish beads in his hand, and the corners of his mouth floated with a narrow color.

The man's voice fell, and the flag commanders and patriarchs on both sides of the hall all showed different faces. Some looked angry, and some pretended not to know.

The man in black robe used the treasure given to him by the king of Dongyue as a light in the stable. How disrespectful it was. However, the king of Dongyue always smiled and was not unhappy because of the man's contempt.

At this moment, the man in black looked at the long banquet and fell on An Bochen, with a soft "hew" sound.

"Brother Fan, why did these three innocent people come here?"

The king of Dongyue smiled and said, "No wonder, Brother Deer, he is also one of the flag owners, and he is naturally qualified to participate in today's grand event."

Hearing this, the man in black robe and two other guests from Jiuyuanzhou all looked strange, and then laughed at the same time.

"It turns out that Dongyue has fallen to the point where real people can be the flag commander. No wonder Brother Fan wants to invite us."

King Dongyue smiled and did not say anything to refute, but just motioned An Bochen to sit down.

An Bochen sat at the end of the table. Wuhua and Zhang Bushi stood behind him. Looking at the nearly fifty seats on both sides of the hall, they were not all full. However, each seat sat at least had the cultivation of the immortal realm, and there were also triple heavens behind it. An Bochen's seat did have some Shabby.

The king of Dongyue and the guests from Jiuyuanzhou were gossiping, and the chiefs of the flag on both sides of the hall also had familiar acquaintances and talked with each other a little. From time to time, Qishuai and the suzerain walked into the hall with his followers. Among them, An Bochen also saw Li Cheng of the Izumo Banner, followed by Li Qian and Li Jiu. Obviously, Li Jiu's status was not the same in the Izumo Banner.

Gradually, the seats on the side of the hall were full. After a song and dance, the king of Dongyue stood up and raised the jade cup in his hand.

"This time, I will hold a banquet for you, not for anything else, but for the war ten days later. Ten days later, our five towns and seas will declare war on Dongtianfu Land. This time, either Dongtianfu will perish, or the king of Dongyue will fall. The ten-thousand-year battle is only today.

After saying that, the king of Dongyue looked up and drank all the wine.

Everyone got up and drank wine together.

Under the wine, An Bochen swept the people in the hall and saw that they were either impassioned or looked different.

The one who is impassioned is the ordinary flag handsome, and the one who looks embarrassed is the one who sits close to the head of the hall. Ordinary flag commanders only know that their enemies are Dongtianfudi, and those who are close to the head of the palace are obviously in a higher position. Naturally, they know the Jiuyuanzhou behind Dongtianfudi.

The king of Dongyue gathered all his strength to deal with Dongtianfudi. Either you died or I died. Even if he won, it was a tragic victory. How could he deal with the attack of Jiuyuanzhou?

He can ask the fairy gods of Jiuyuanzhou to help, perhaps because there is a fight within Jiuyuanzhou, even if there is a small part of it.

An Bochen is puzzled. With his understanding of the King of Dongyue, the King of Dongyue is definitely a scheming person.

"However, there is one more thing before that."

While talking, the eyes of the king of Dongyue drifted over An Bochen intentionally or unintentionally.