"I just heard two people talk about the story of the Concubine Zhenhuan Palace. Can you talk more about it so that I can open my eyes." Fang Ling pushed the door and walked into the room and asked with a smile.

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the Juyi Hall looked at him. The nine-headed bear Wang Wu frowned. He was about to stand up to introduce Fang Ling, but he saw a person with a low figure, thin figure, and looks quite like a monkey, but his clothes were very bright, as if a noble man smiled contemptuously: "There are too many toads who want to eat swan meat. You kid are nothing, and you dare to disturb the wine fun of my brothers here. Kneel down and kowtow three times, get out immediately!" The voice was sharp and he heard it was the second person who spoke.

Fang Ling's face changed. Since he became a foundation-building cultivator, he had not heard anyone dare to talk to him so presumptuously for a long time. What's more, Yan Chenzhou, who was shocking the palace, made him a little unhappy! At this time, this man's words were unrestrained, and even more ignited the anger in his heart.

"What did you say?"

"Sir Zhen, this is Fang Ling, the new leader of the five villages in Luoou Mountain. The first time he met the immortal master, he didn't know the rules. As the saying goes, the ignorant is not guilty, please forgive me!" The nine-headed bear king Wu stood up quickly and said loudly to the gorgeously dressed man. As he spoke, he said to Fang Ling: "Boy, I was only going to make you kowtow three times. Now that you are the leader of the five villages in Luoou Mountain, I will kowtow five times. It can be regarded as a gift to me!"

Wang Wu's face changed. He was about to speak out and persuade him again, but was quietly pulled by the Yinfeng Xiushi Tu Dawei on the side and whispered: "Brother, Master Zhen is already merciful. You are polite now. I'm afraid it will be counterproductive." At this point, he turned his head and looked at Fang Ling, and then said: "Fifth brother, why don't you apologize to Master Zhen quickly."

Because of one sentence, this man actually humiliated him so much. Fang Ling sneered and asked back, "What if I don't apologize?"

"You little bandit, you are shameless. You are so ungrateful and don't know the right way. Whether you don't know the right way, then you can die!" As Yin Feng Xiushu spoke, a twig of his palms and a spell flew out of his hand, instantly turning into a ball of flame, and flew straight towards Fang Ling.

"Sir Zhen, show mercy!" The nine-headed bear king Wu, the third village master Lin Ying, and the fourth village master Chu Fangtian stood up and said loudly. But at this moment, the talisman had burned to Fang Ling's body. Wang Wu looked at Fang Ling who was already touching the flames and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi refining, he naturally understood the power of this flame talisman. Although he was said to have any invulnerable skills in Qi refining, as long as he was burned by this flame, he could turn into ashes in an instant.

This fifth brother is so immature that he would fight against an immortal master so recklessly. Just when he was secretly sorry in his heart, he suddenly realized that the flame collided with Fang Ling's body, a faint dark golden light appeared on Fang Ling's body. The light was not too dazzling, but the moment the flame touched the dark golden light, it immediately went out.

Master Zhen did not expect this situation to happen. He was surprised and saw that Fang Ling had already come to him, stretched his palm, directly pinched Master Zhen's neck, and slapped him in the face several times.

"Papapapa..." The slap sounded like a thunderclap, and it made the corners of Master Zhen's mouth bleed. At the beginning, Master Zhen was about to say a few tough words, but Fang Ling's slap was too cruel. In just a blink of an eye, Master Zhen could no longer speak!

"Let me kneel down, kneel down to me!" Fang Ling kicked Master Zhen to the ground and stepped on Master Zhen's back.

As a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, Master Zhen never took these warriors who had not yet broken through the seventh level of Qi training seriously. Today, he argued with Zheng Dazui a few words, and was in a little unhappy mood, so he casually vented his anger on Fang Ling, a reckless man.

In his opinion, Fang Ling's existence was not allowed to be controlled by himself? But he never expected that Fang Ling, who seemed to have not yet broken through the seventh level of Qi Refining, had such strange means! Not only did he break his fire talisman, but the hand holding his neck was like a force of ten thousand pounds, which made him unable to arouse any resistance at all.

The few slaps made him extremely angry and felt a little more afraid. However, as he was pressed to kneel on the ground, the man became a little angry and wanted to burn the young man in front of him to pieces.

Unfortunately, the big feet were like a mountain, pressing hard on him, making it difficult for him to breathe, let alone other means of counterattacking.

This sudden change shocked the four village masters of Luoou Mountain. They opened their mouths wide and didn't know what to say! In their opinion, Zhen Xianshi, as the ninth-level immortal master of Qi refining, was extremely powerful and could not resist, and they all felt sorry for the fifth brother they had just taken.

However, I didn't expect that this fifth brother was so violent. Not only did Master Zhen's flames useless to him, but he also grabbed Master Zhen and beat him up! This is really beaten up. Not to mention anything else, Master Zhen's face has become much fatter by this beat.

Zheng Dazui was also a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although he and Xianshi Zhen had just quarreled, they were companions after all. Seeing Xianshi Zhen in such a embarrassing manner, he couldn't help but roar, "Young man, dare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant silver axe flew up from the void and slashed hard towards Fang Ling. The axe was the size of a millstone. When it fell, it was even more silver light flashing, making it difficult to look directly at.

Fang Ling is not unfamiliar with the treasure talisman. At this time, his immovable Vajra Art can even attack ordinary magic weapons slightly lower, not to mention the treasure talisman used below the seventh level of Qi refining. However, he did not allow the giant axe to slash it down, but punched it out the moment the giant axe fell.

This punch had no name, but it was filled with the power of the Immortal Vajra Art. The dark golden light rushed out half a foot from Fang Ling's fist.

"Young man is looking for death!" Zheng Dayu sneered, his face full of sarcasm. His silver flower axe was a treasure given by his master. Not to mention the fist of an ordinary warrior, even a huge stone of ten thousand gold can be smashed into two pieces.

Does this guy think that taking Zhen Xiaoming's fire talisman can block his treasure talisman that is hundreds of times stronger than the fire talisman? He originally humiliated Zhen Xiaoming and planned to save his life, but this time he was seeking death himself, but he couldn't blame himself for being cruel.

"Bang!" Just as Zheng Dazu was thinking secretly, there was a loud bang, and Fang Ling's fist and his silver flower axe collided. In this collision, the silver flower axe instantly broke into four or five yellow pieces and flew downwards in all directions.

"My treasure talisman!" Zheng Damu, who was anxious, shouted with regret. Fang Ling had already come to him. The big hand with golden light directly grabbed his collar and slapped him in the face.

He smashed the treasure talisman with one punch. Faced with this situation, Zheng Dazu no longer had the desire to resist. However, the feeling of being destroyed by the treasure talisman made him look at Fang Ling full of resentment. However, as Fang Ling punched several times, the resentment turned into fear.

"Two, I just heard from you that the God Concubine is very curious. Who will tell me about it?" Fang Ling threw Zheng Dazui and Zhen Xiaoming together and asked with a smile.

"You ruined my treasure talisman, I will never finish it!" Zheng Damou's lips were swollen by Fang Ling's slap in the face, and his words were a little vague.

Fang Ling kicked Zheng Dazui's body, and the one he hated the most was a person like Zheng Dazui. If he hadn't been the one who slashed his silver flower axe just now, he would have been split in half by an axe. At that time, who would he ask for reason? Now he hasn't finished here, it seems that he is the one who is wronged. What's the matter!

"Say one more thing to me, I'll chop your tongue for you!" Fang Ling's eyes fell on Zhen Xiaoming as he spoke, and said, "Since you two want to be tough guys, I'll give you a chance. A few days ago, I just learned a method of splitting the muscles and making it happen to let you try it."

"Brother Fang, stop quickly!" The nine-headed bear Wang Wu ran over quickly. He reached out and wanted to help Zhen Xiaoming who was lying on the ground, but Zhen Xiaoming pushed it out: "Wang Wu, you did it on purpose. Hehe, it seems that you have a hard wing and no longer take our Shimengshan seriously!"

His words made Wang Wu look pale. He didn't care about other Wang Wu, and came to Zhen Xiaoming again and said, "Sir Zhen, this... this is really a misunderstanding. Brother Fang is just..."

"Don't say anything more, I'll tell you, just wait!" Zhen Xiaoming struggled to stand up and said, "In a few days, your Luoou Mountain will be a ruin!"

While Zhen Xiaoming spoke, he looked at Fang Ling with great resentment, and wanted to say a tough word, but in the end he did not dare to say it. Instead, he said to Zheng Damou beside him: "Let's go, let's go back to Shimeng Mountain."

Wang Wu's face was pale. As the leader of Luoou Mountain, he knew very well the consequences of offending Shimeng Mountain. Just when he was about to come forward to apologize, Fang Ling asked coldly: "Have I asked you to leave?"
Chapter completed!