Chapter 71: Fragments of Divine Power

Fang Xingye frowned, who is this Ling Yun, who is qualified to order Liu Xiaolian to do things?

But before he could speak, Liu Xiaolian had already poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ling Yun.

No one noticed that Liu Xiaolian's eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation.

The others just shook their heads, secretly sighing that Ling Yun was nothing more than that.

So what if you show off your power in Bailu City? When you meet a real big shot like Fang Xingye, you don't have to bow your head.

Obviously, they all thought that Ling Yun wanted to apologize to Fang Xingye for drinking with him.

Fang Xingye thought so too.

However, the next moment, everyone's expressions froze.

I saw Ling Yun holding the wine glass and pouring it directly at Fang Xingye.

Fang Xingye immediately followed in Wen Renliang's footsteps, his hair and face were wet with wine, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

He wiped the drink from his face, and instead of getting angry and losing control, he said in a cold voice with confusion: "Do you know what you are doing?"

He really didn't understand how Ling Yun dared to do this, and what good would it do to Ling Yun?

Ling Yun smiled and said, "You can't even tell if it's so obvious? Of course I'll let you sober up, lest you be infected by Wen Renliang and become as brain-dead as him."

"I understand. It turned out to be a frog in the well. He defeated a stronger frog, then lost himself and began to despise the eagle in the sky?"

Fang Xingye said slowly: "Ling Yun, you know, from this moment on, no one can really save you."

"Save your mother."

Suddenly, Ling Yun's smile faded and he cursed loudly, "How can you pretend to be such a cool person? You think you are a figure and look down on everything, but you don't know that you are just a bastard?"

As soon as he said these words, other sounds in the restaurant disappeared instantly and became audible.

Everyone looked at Ling Yun in disbelief.

Is this Ling Yun crazy? Actually talking to Fang Xingye like this?

Admittedly, it was not easy for Ling Yun to defeat Yang Wanli.

But the person in front of me is not Yang Wanli, but the true successor of the Blood Evil Sect, the seventh-level martial artist Fang Xingye!

"Ling Yun."

Shen Lang's expression suddenly changed and he yelled hurriedly: "What are you talking nonsense about? Come on, apologize to Young Master Fang. You just said it unintentionally."

Normally, the Dragon Tooth Tower had overwhelming power in the Dajing Dynasty and had no need to fear anyone.

But that also has to be divided into objects.

He dared to scold Yang Wanli and even Qin Ganglie.

However, Fang Xingye's status was far beyond Qin Ganglie's.

Qin Ganglie is only the protector of the Vermilion Bird Sect, but Fang Xingye is the true successor of the Blood Evil Sect, and his status is comparable to that of an elder of the Blood Evil Sect.

Moreover, among the giants, the Blood Evil Sect far surpasses the Suzaku Sect and can be ranked among the top three.

To Ling Yun, he is extremely good-looking.

Otherwise, Longya Tower would not have given Dongwu Ling Yun.

Because of this, he didn't want Ling Yun to be destroyed.

Contrary to Shen Lang's attitude, Fang Xingye became more and more calm.

He really didn't care.

To him, although Ling Yun could not be said to be an ant, he was at best a dog.

Dogs are valuable, but if they are really unruly, he doesn't mind killing them.

"Thank you, Master Shen, for reminding me."

Ling Yun thought for a while and said in a sincere tone: "I was indeed talking nonsense just now."

Hearing this, many people felt disappointed.

Many people even showed contempt in their eyes.

They didn't care that Ling Yun gave in.

Facing Fang Xingye, it was normal to give in. Wen Renliang also bowed his head in the same way.

But someone like Ling Yun, who was arrogant one moment and seemed to have a lot of backbone, and then swallowed his own words the next, was like a coward with a silver spear and a waxy head.

Fang Xingye smiled half-heartedly, as if he was looking at a clown.

He did not stop Ling Yun from apologizing.

Although even if Ling Yun apologizes and confronts Ling Yun, he will not let Ling Yun go, but this does not hinder him. He wants to see how Ling Yun behaves in such a ugly manner.

Then, people heard Ling Yun say: "I take back what I said before, I shouldn't call you Shabi, because this is simply an insult to Shabi. A brainless person like you is simply the scum of the world.

I don’t know, are you satisfied or not? "

After talking about it, Ling Yun actually laughed.

But the air around him seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone felt a suffocation of terror.

Only Liu Xiaolian was not surprised.

This guy Ling Yun is really bad to the core, otherwise he wouldn't have created such a thing as the Underworld Talisman.

At the same time, the smile on Fang Xingye's face completely stiffened.

His eyes were as cold as ice.

"There are always some people in the world who think they are unique, but they don't know that they are just a fish in a net or a frog in a well."

His voice was calm, and there seemed to be no anger.

But that biting murderous intent was chilling.

Before he finished speaking, he moved.

"Forget it, if you want to die, I will help you!"

In an instant, the space around him seemed to be shattered as if a mirror had been broken.

The air died, and countless black cracks appeared.

quick!

Incredibly fast.

In the perception of others around him, it seemed that as soon as Fang Xingye moved, the space around him shattered, and then he arrived in front of Ling Yun.

Buzz...peng!

The next moment, Fang Xingye faced Ling Yun and pressed out with his palm.

It's hard to describe this palm.

It is like the hand of a god, with everything in the world in its palm.

Destructive power is brewing within it.

The pupils of the people around him constricted.

They didn't know how to judge Fang Xingye's palm, but they could clearly see that there were twenty ancient stars falling above Fang Xingye's palm.

With a casual blow, there is a huge force of 200,000 jin.

Fang Xingye's strength is too terrifying.

Ling Yun had no expression on his face.

He just felt helpless in his heart and couldn't help sighing.

It seems that plans can never keep up with changes.

His idea is very good, low-key development, quietly accumulating strength.

However, there are always some idiots who like to run in front of him to show off.

"Huh?"

Originally, Ling Yun was going to kill Fang Xingye with one punch.

However, when Fang Xingye made this move, Ling Yun's eyes showed strange colors and changed his mind.

Fang Xingye's palm method contains extraordinary mystery and even has some ancient charm.

"This palm method should come from some kind of magical power fragment."

Ling Yun was thoughtful.

However, this magical power fragment, in Fang Xingye's hands, was used as a spiritual martial arts.

Boom!

Ling Yun thought for a moment, and Fang Xingye's palm had come to his face.

Between the flash of lightning and fire, Ling Yun raised his hand to resist.

He didn't use much strength to resist, but carefully felt Fang Xingye's spiritual power running.

Bang!

Ling Yun was immediately slapped away by Fang Xingye's palm and fell more than 20 meters away.

Fang Xingye retracted his hand and looked at where Ling Yun fell.

There was a private room in the restaurant.

But the private room had completely collapsed, and the tables and chairs inside were all broken.

"Sir Shen, some mosquitoes are buzzing and annoying. I slapped them to death. Will you mind?"

Fang Xingye was calm.

Shen Lang's heart sank, and the smile on his face seemed very forced.

The other people present even held their breath.

The gap was too big.

Ling Yun's strength was already very strong, otherwise he would not be able to kill Yang Wanli.

But in front of Fang Xingye, he was like a mosquito, vulnerable.

"Such a unique skill, in your hands, is like a tiger painting a dog, it is simply a waste of heaven's gift."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.