Chapter 697

"Saint? No, I'm not a saint, I'm an empty fairy!"

Ruyi son murmured again.

All laws are inviolable and rules are avoided.

He turned into the master of this world for a time!

Saints will feel a little pressure in the face world.

And Mahatma has been able to stand on an equal footing.

The virtual immortal has been able to surpass the plane.

It is not impossible to temporarily replace the will of God.

"Virtual fairy!"

When childe Ling Feng heard these two words, his mood was heavy.

Although he is listed as a key protected object by the Vientiane Pavilion, in fact, he only belongs to the ranks of third-class talents in the Vientiane Pavilion.

His observer is only a saint.

The strongest person he has ever seen is a great saint.

The great saint nodded to him.

He was so excited that he couldn't sleep for a long time.

Who knows, Fang Yue was able to summon a virtual immortal.

Xu Xian is already a very high-level practitioner. Even in heaven and hell, he is also a overlord, which is difficult to ignore.

Young master Ling Feng is about to pee.

He just wants to blackmail a yin-yang mirror.

Fang Yue, you have an immortal behind you. I told you!

Man, without a word, I must send you away and never see you again!

"Vientiane Pavilion, is that how you do business? Buy and sell, and do such things under the name of Vientiane pavilion?"

Ruyi Zi naturally understands the position of Vientiane Pavilion in the world when he practices at the virtual immortal level.

He snorted coldly.

It directly broke Zhang Fuzhen into a blood mist.

It's just a protector of yin and Yang. Kill it!

The Vientiane pavilion was wrong. It must be difficult for them to say anything.

"Sir, please calm down!"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the void.

He has three heads and six arms. At first glance, he is not human.

Vientiane Pavilion is all inclusive and attracts people. It doesn't mind the identity and ethnic group.

He is Ling Feng's observer. When Ling Feng meets too many enemies beyond his realm, he must help each other.

But when he met ruyizi, his scalp was numb.

Let alone Ling Feng, even if he meets the existence of virtual immortal level, his scalp is numb.

You say you're free. It's bad to provoke anyone!

I have to feel bad with a disciple valued by a virtual immortal.

Isn't that for me?

"Please forgive Ling Feng in the face of Vientiane Pavilion. This time, the fight between the younger generation, why should our older generation intervene!"

The sage wanted to frame ruyizi with words.

Ruyi Zi looked sideways at the saint and snorted again.

Hum!

A cold hum burst from the saint's ear.

It contains the power of law.

Let the saint step back and turn pale.

It didn't matter, so he hit hard.

At least let him reduce his life for hundreds of years.

Even saints do not live in the same life as heaven and earth, immortal and immortal.

Suddenly lost hundreds of years of life yuan, and the sage who protected Ling Feng also gave birth to a sense of horror and fear.

He is just the most ordinary saint. After becoming a saint, he has a life of ten thousand years.

After so many years of squandering, he has only a life of more than 3000 years.

He was cut off by a tenth at once, and he still had a lot of flesh pain!

"I don't interfere in the affairs of the younger generation, but you and I might as well show our hands in the struggle between the older generation?"

Ruyi son was born from death. He had no scruples for a long time.

Fang Yue, a little apprentice, is everything to him.

In order to protect Fang Yue, Ruyi Zi has to stand up and tell the world that his apprentice is not a cat and dog who can step on it casually!

"No, master! You can't!"

The saint's voice was filled with tears.

What's all this!

Protect the observed by himself, but even he will take it in!

Is Xu Xian the same generation as him?

Bullshit, this is!

In the world of practitioners, generations are never divided by age, but by the realm of cultivation!

But no matter how the saint cried, he was targeted by Ruyi son, it was not so easy to get away!

Things of the older generation should be solved by the older generation.

The duel between Fang Yue and Ling Feng is inevitable!

Ling Feng stared at Fang Yue tightly with red eyes.

He knew that his only chance was to defeat Fang Yue, and then use Fang Yue in exchange for the life safety of his observer!

The immortal said that if he didn't interfere in the affairs of the younger generation, he should be able to do what he said.

A gentleman's word is irretrievable.

Sage level strong people should not go back on their word casually!

"Fang Yue, do it!"

Ling Feng knows that now his every move will be monitored by the virtual immortal.

Only in the middle of the hall can Fang Yue be defeated.

That's the right way!

Fang Yue looked at Ling Feng and said hesitantly, "are you sure you want me to do it first?"

"My realm is a little higher than you. The cultivation environment and resources are also better than you. If I do it, you don't even have a chance to resist! Don't lose at that time. Tell the immortal behind you that you don't even have a chance to fight!"

Ling Feng holds a proud spirit in his heart.

In the Vientiane Pavilion, he is not outstanding, only a third-class genius.

But even so, if he is put outside, it will definitely be the pride of countless sects at all costs.

"In that case, I'm not polite!"

Fang Yue breathed twice on his fist. It felt like a child fighting!

"I'm going to punch. Are you ready?"

Fang Yue reminded me again.

Lingfeng's mouth tilted a disdainful smile.

"Come on! This may be your only chance in your life!"

Fang Yue swung his arm and punched without any fancy.

This time, Fang Yue did not hide at all and let go of all his strength.

Qi and blood are boiling, rolling and surging, like an endless robbery!

One word punch!

This is a move that Fang Yue learned from the word lightning.

From the beginning, from the end.

No tricks.

Without any hesitation.

Fang Yue was absorbed and concentrated all his strength.

He never showed all his strength. Even Fang Yue didn't know how strong he was!

Blow.

The void is broken.

Time and space stagnation!

Everything in heaven and earth seems to have disappeared from this fist!

The simplest and simplest punch.

It also seems that the whole world is completely condensed in this fist!

Punch!

The wind is clear!

The sun, moon and stars are dim.

Years and rivers, a moment of eternity!

Boom.

Ling Feng's flesh is completely broken.

Together with his soul, he turned into ashes in the rolling blood.

Before he died, Ling Feng's ear seemed to hear Fang Yue's reminding voice.

"I'm going to punch. Are you ready?"

If you have another choice.

How Lingfeng wished he spit out a word of No.

The fist strength is scattered.

The dead!

Fang Yue felt that his thoughts were clear and his whole body was full of energy.

Ling Feng was destroyed by Fang Yue's blow.

Ruyizi and Ling Feng's observer also gave birth to perception.

Everything is in ruyizi's expectation.

If Fang Yue can't even kill a practitioner in heaven and earth, he doesn't deserve to be his own disciple.

But Ling Feng's observer sighed slightly in his heart.

Xu Xian's disciple is really not so easy to provoke!

Even without the support of virtual immortals, Fang Yue is also a great genius!

Kill Ling Feng with one punch, simply and neatly, without the slightest hesitation.

Fang Yue is at least a second-class genius in the Vientiane Pavilion!

In those years, I was just a fifth class genius. With the help of many resources of Vientiane Pavilion, I grew up step by step and still reached the realm of saints!

The second-class genius is much higher than the fifth class genius!

If Fang Yue grew up completely, at least, the great sage would be difficult to stop his growth!

"Still playing?"

Ruyi Zi looks at Ling Feng's observer.

"No more, no more!"

Ling Feng's observer shook his head and kept saying like a rattle.

"Then this Ling Feng..."

Ruyi Zi looked at the pile of ashes on the ground.

No one can speculate that this was once a carefully selected elite of the Vientiane Pavilion.

"If you die, you'll die! What Vientiane Pavilion needs most is Tianjiao!"

The man spoke again.

All he said was things.

As an observer, how many years of genius are under his observation and surveillance.

But few people can really live to be saints.

Vientiane Pavilion will arrange a protector for you.

But it will also arrange crisis and sharpening for you.

When polished, it is a sharp arrow.

If it breaks, it is waste.

Although the resources of Vientiane pavilion are good, they should also follow the law of the jungle.

Survival of the fittest, a dead man, even if he was brilliant before his death, he had no value at all!

"Yes!"

Ruyizi nodded and was satisfied with the observer's attitude.

Of course, if he didn't come in person, Fang Yue might get a completely different result from killing Ling Feng.

"This other courtyard is mine! And this Lingfeng storage ring is also mine!"

After the murder, Fang Yue was still thinking about other people's property.

"Good, good, good! Everything is yours!"

The observer dared not resist, echoed.

Eventually, the observer was released.

Fang Yue fished a courtyard.

There is a token in Ling Feng's storage ring, even the holding token of the courtyard.

Just a wisp of mind needs to be injected into it.

The token recognizes the owner.

He Fang Yue is the master of the courtyard. All servants and monsters in the courtyard should obey his orders and not disobey at all.

This courtyard is an excellent industry.

There are thousands of spirit trees, which can produce 100000 spirit fruits every year.

These spiritual fruits have different magical effects. Some can be used to warm and nourish blood vessels and practice magical powers.

Yes, it can be used. Nourish Qi and blood and moisten the soul.

In addition to the spirit fruit, there are various types of spirit animals that are kept in captivity. These spirit beasts are unique in their blood.

If you make good use of it and match it properly, you can refine countless precious pills.

And Ling Feng is not good at alchemy.

The other courtyard fell into his hands, which was tantamount to casting pearls in the dark.

At the same time, there are many treasures, secret volumes and even the letters of saints given by Vientiane Pavilion in Ling Feng's ring.

These things, for any cultivator, can be said to be the most precious and valuable.

But Fang Yue is not very interested in these.

What interested Fang Yue most was a thick book in Ling Feng's storage ring.

It records what a saint saw and heard when he traveled across the world.

The breadth of experience determines the length of the path of practice.

Every plane and every world has its own uniqueness.

If we can turn these uniqueness into our own resources, then any practitioner will be able to prosper.

"Fang Yue, you awakened a wisp of my spiritual will. I'm afraid it's not just to warn the people who plot against you in Vientiane Pavilion!"

Ruyi Zi looks at Fang Yue.

He always knew his disciple.

A mere Ling Feng and a protector of yin and Yang should not let him summon himself.