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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Eighth: Dali Zong

"Aohan Sect, I haven't heard of it." Pi Hou shook his head and said. He is a cultivator of the Great Power Sect of Yunzhao Kingdom. In this Song Dynasty, he only heard about the Lieyang Sect of the Kingdom and the Qingyun Sect, the fifth and sixth sects. As for the seventh-grade power Aohan Sect, he had no hearing about it.

"You are not a monk of the Great Song Dynasty, right?" Although Aohan Sect is not very famous, it is also a top-level force in the lower seventh grade. It was able to compete with the middle sixth grade during its heyday. There is no one who doesn't know Aohan Sect in the Great Song Dynasty, and you will hear about it more or less.

"In the Xiayun Zhao Kingdom's Great Power Sect cultivator." Pi Hou had a proud look on his face.

"Yun Zhao Kingdom, Dali Sect, that's not Yun Zhao Kingdom next to the Great Song Kingdom. You are a monk of Yun Zhao Kingdom, how could you appear here? Why don't you move around the Yun Zhao Kingdom? Why are you doing something for our Great Song Kingdom?" Xia Nishang couldn't help but hear this.

"This underground world is extremely vast. You can't approve any activities we are doing!" Pi Hou learned that Fang Yan and the other three were not major disciples of the Song Dynasty, and his tone became arrogant as he spoke.

"Well, fellow Taoist said it well. We don't need our approval to do any activity you are doing, so we will say goodbye." Fang Yan nodded and said after hearing this.

"Boy, what are you? Is it your turn to interrupt when you speak?" Pi Hou saw Fang Yan picking up the gun repeatedly, and immediately said coldly.

"What are you?" Fang Yan's brows raised, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. This guy was just here to find fault.

"Boy, the ant in the violent realm is actually unrestrained in front of the old man, and he is impatient to live." Pi Hou's face turned cold, his brows grim, and a cruel look flashed in his eyes.

"Get out of here, you are not welcome." Xia Nishang and Fu Qingxuan angrily shouted at Pi Hou when he heard this.

"Get out, little girl, you are saying something, and I will put you here and do the Dharma." A lewd look appeared on Pi Hou's face. At this point, there is no need to hide anything.

"Scum, Fang Yan, let's go. Standing with this scum is dirtying your eyes." Xia Nishang angrily and greeted Fang Yan.

Can't afford to offend me, can't I still afford to hide?

"I want to leave, but without my consent, whoever leaves will die." Pi Hou's eyes flashed with fierce light and threatened Fang Yan and the other two.

"Is this place your home? We want to leave and see who dares to stop him?" Fu Qingxuan was on the verge of an outbreak and couldn't help but say coldly.

"Let's go, without my Zhang Kui's consent. None of you three can think of leaving. Two little beauties, let's have fun with our brothers!" Zhang Kui and his group in the distance saw the conflict between Fang Yan and Pi Hou, and immediately couldn't help saying.

"You are in the same group, you are deliberately trying to make trouble." Xia Nishang frowned deeply. Today's things are not good, and the enemy is prepared.

When Fu Qingxuan saw the enemy coming in a fierce manner, she unconsciously leaned towards Fang Yan, and her beautiful eyes kept looking around. However, there were a few casual cultivators watching operas and cultivators from other sects. As for the disciples of Aohan Sect, she had never seen any of them.

"Don't panic, I'll do everything." Feeling Fu Qingxuan's nervousness, Fang Yan patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.

The Dali Sect is a fifth-grade force in Yunzhao Kingdom. There are millions of disciples, and there are tens of thousands of inner disciples alone. The Dali Sect cultivates the body, and everyone has a huge body of power, which can cause wolves, tigers and leopards to be smuggled. These wolves, tigers and leopards are not ordinary beasts, but are powerful monsters of the same realm.

The Dali Sect is famous in Yunzhao Kingdom. Even the surrounding countries know that the Dali Sect is not easy to mess with because of its cultivation power. What is important is to have a few dragon power. Anyone who cultivates a dragon power must have a million kilograms of huge power. That is the inner disciple of the Dali Sect. Instead of looking at the realm. Most of the Zhang Kui and his group in front of them are innate and violent realms. Because they do not have the power of a dragon, they are only outer disciples in powerful sects like the Dali Sect. At this moment, they are going to the underground world to experience it. Because they are close to the Great Song Kingdom, they accidentally get the news that the top-grade spirit stone ore veins appeared on the Moxiong Ridge, so they come to take a look.

"Boy, you only have a little bean sprout to save beauty. If you don't urinate, see what kind of virtue you are." The monks of the Dali Sect are as strong as iron towers, and Kong Wu is powerful. At this moment, seeing Fang Yan, an ant from the violent realm, stand up to protect two beauties like flowers and jade, I couldn't help but laugh.

Ten to three, four innate realm cultivators, six in late stages of the violent Qi realm, and the three of Shang Fang Yan, no matter how you look at it, they will be a stable victory. And Zhang Kui, the leader, is a master of the eighth level of the innate realm, and one person is enough to sweep Fang Yan and the others.

"You guys don't take it seriously yet. If you know each other, get out quickly, otherwise..." Fang Yan said coldly, not caring about the other party's mocking intentions at all.

"Haha... Senior Brother Zhang Kui, is this guy crazy about gains and losses? He actually told us to get out and see if I beat him to death." A burly man couldn't help laughing.

"Well... this guy insists on seeking death, so you can help him!" Zhang Kui said lightly when he heard this. With the barbarian king's power technique of the Dali Sect and Wang Hui's huge power of 100,000 pounds, a slap was enough to kill this ignorant boy.

"Boy, your name is Fang Yan, right? So, you won't be a fool after you die. I tell you that the one who killed you is Wang Hui, a disciple of the Dali Sect." Wang Hui, a burly man, is a cultivator of the Ninth Level of the Violent Aura Realm. His face is black and his exposed muscles are bulging high. He looks like a power-type master.

"I'm dead, I'm talking a lot of nonsense. Could this be your last words?" Fang Yan looked sarcastic. He wanted to kill him at the ninth level of the Violent Aura Realm. The innate cultivator he had killed had gone to the sea and didn't care about an ant in the Violent Aura Realm.

"You ignorant boy, go to die!" Wang Hui looked at Fang Yan's indifferent tone, feeling disgusted for no reason. As soon as the Barbarian King's Power Technique was activated, the terrifying power spread from his body, and he slapped Fang Yan's face with no fancy punch.

"boom!"

"Kaku..."

Wang Hui raised his fist to attack. Fang Yan waved his hand and the Bengshan Fist was knocked out. The two fists collided, and there was a loud bang, and then there was a cracking sound of fractures coming from Wang Hui's arm.

"Hey, he was not dead." Fang Yan attacked with all his strength, and Wang Hui had only broken his arm and was not killed by him. He immediately said a little strangely.

"How is it possible? The punch this kid just now actually had a huge force of nearly 200,000 kilograms. How is this possible?" Wang Hui was knocked back more than ten steps away, his arm was broken, and he was sweating coldly. Seeing this, Zhang Kui flashed a strange look.

After practicing the Barbarian King's Power Art, he can be said to be an invincible existence in the same level of close combat. Unexpectedly, he suffered a great loss when he encountered an unknown soldier.

"Senior Brother Zhang Kui, I want to kill this kid. My arm is ruined. If there is no chance to go against the will of heaven, my arm will be completely ruined. Senior Brother Zhang Kui, you should help me kill this kid to avenge my junior brother's broken arm." Wang Hui said with a ferocious look on Fang Yan.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Wang Hui, I will avenge you this revenge, and I will tear him away." Zhang Kui flashed a hint of coldness when he heard this.

"Take a move and capture these two girls, I'll deal with this kid."
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