As the holy hand among flowers, Hongyu Zhenren has always been very conceited about his own methods. It is said that once when he was communicating with several colleagues, Hongyu Taoist even used his own work to stir up a wheel made of pure copper like a windmill.

Many people admired Hongyu Zhenren's methods, but at this moment, Fang Ling kicked it out, and Hongyu Zhenren felt a feminine but boundless corrosive force that suddenly poured into his body. Not to mention circulating the true energy, even if he wanted to move it.

He practiced for many years, not only to help his sex, but also to protect his body. At this time, he had no use at all. With the big feet that were kicked over, Hongyu Zhenren felt his lower body burst suddenly.

The biting pain in the heart made Hongyu Zhenren no longer care about his image and let out a wail that was even more harsh than killing a pig. Compared with this howl, Hongyu Zhenren's heart was trembling even more. That kick not only destroyed the kicked part into flesh paste, but the feminine and strange true energy also destroyed his last trace of vitality.

If this trace of vitality still exists, the Hongyu Zhenren would have the possibility of repairing the lost thing, but without this trace of vitality, the only thing waiting for him is despair. Thinking that he would live a life of the people around the emperor from now on, the Hongyu Zhenren's powerful heart could not stand it. He vomited blood and suffered double blows from inside and outside, it was like a dead dog lying on the ground and could never make any sound.

The disciples of Hongyu Zhenren were even more heartbroken. They looked at the blood flowing out of the master's lower body. How could they not know that the place where the master was most proud of was ruined? And they were violent, without any compromise, and completely ruined. The emperor had something to do with his preferences. As disciples of Hongyu Zhenren, under the influence of the master's example, they also had certain hobbies in this regard. At this moment, the fate of Hongyu Zhenren made them subconsciously clamp their legs.

Some of them know why this true man Fang Ling made such a ruthless move against his master, and some of them don’t know. But one thing is tacit, that is, the master kicked the iron plate this time. What should I do? This ancestor should not send his anger to himself and others. If that happens, they will not be able to escape.

Many smart people turned their attention to Li Taifeng who was rushing to come quickly. As the head of the Qianzhu Sect, Li has now become the savior in their eyes. But at this moment, no one dared to speak.

Li Taifeng saw everything clearly. The moment when the Hongyu Taoist was kicked in the lower body, his heart was also cold. Although he had not been close to women for many years, such a cruel experience still made him feel tight. But then, this tightening turned into anger. He looked at Fang Ling, and there seemed to be a flame in his eyes. There were two reasons why he was angry. One was that Hongyu Zhenren was his ally. Once such a thing happened, he would lose a powerful arm; and the other was his face. Just now, he asked Fang Ling to stop. But he was not Fang Ling's stop. Instead, he kicked Hongyu Zhenren hard, and this kick also killed Hongyu Taoist!

As the head of the sect, this is equivalent to slapping him in the face in public, and it is so loud. If Li Taifeng does not find this scene back, he will not have to do the head of the sect in the future. Looking at Fang Ling fiercely, Li Taifeng said sternly: "Fang Ling, you are so brave. Jindan Zhenren is not allowed to fight each other. If you attack Hongyu Zhenren, how can I spare you?"

"I'm not tying up quickly, and I'm waiting for the two ancestors to take the lead." Li Taifeng originally wanted to wait for his return, but after he was halfway through, he quickly changed his words.

Fang Ling ignored the Hongyu Taoist who was like a dead dog, but instead looked at Li Taifeng. He smiled coldly and said, "President Li was indeed the leader's demeanor. He just didn't know where my disciple went when he was being table tennis by this Hongyu Taoist?"

As soon as Fang Ling said this, Li Taifeng felt a little guilty. He was unwilling to offend Taoist Hongyu. Therefore, when Taoist Hongyu Xuan Xiaotong went to Jiaotai Hall to serve in the bedroom, he pretended not to know. However, he did not expect that Fang Ling would come back.

After gritting his teeth, Li Taifeng was about to defend himself and then take action. Unfortunately, before he could defend himself, Fang Ling said coldly: "I have always heard that the senior brother of the sect has high magic power, and I just want to ask for advice today." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ling's body turned into a shadow and appeared not far from Li Taifeng in an instant.

Li Taifeng had already seen Fang Ling's violent behavior when treating Hongyu Taoist, so how could he be stuck to him by Fang Ling at this moment? As the divine thought flashed, a jade seal flew out from his small Qiankun bag and smashed it hard towards Fang Ling. As soon as the jade seal flew out, it emitted three-color red, yellow and blue light. In an instant, the precious seal turned into a size of ten feet in square radius and pressed it down hard towards Fang Ling. Fang Ling looked at the jade seal, sneered, shook the black banner in his hand hard, and the millstone-sized skeleton flew out again. Just as the big seal was about to fall, the skeleton opened its mouth and a black air spurted out again.

Li Taifeng did not take this rolling black aura seriously. His jade seal was called the Sanshan Seal, which was not originally a magic weapon of the Qianzhu Sect. Thousands of years ago, it was a treasure of the sect called Sanshan Gate. Because the sect offended the Qianzhu Sect, the strong men of the Qianzhu Sect destroyed the Sanshan Seal, and the Sanshan Seal was stolen.

Although the top ancestor of Qianzhu Sect did not use these three mountain seals, the three-color evil light it emitted was known to be able to break all kinds of evil magic, which was very amazing. If it weren't for Li Taifeng's head, these three mountain seals would not have fallen into his hands. In the past, he had used these three mountain seals to fight with his fellow disciples. Basically, those strange means of dirty magic weapons were of no use to these three mountain seals. Therefore, Li Taifeng was very confident in his three mountain seals. He even quickly pinched his finger tips to prepare to give Fang Ling a ruthless one!

But the moment he pinched his fingers, the black light had already swept the Three Mountain Seals. With this swept, Li Taifeng felt that the connection between him and the Three Mountain Seals instantly broke, and the rolling black light led the Three Mountain Seals to rush straight into the skeleton's mouth.

This time, Li Taifeng was very scared. These three mountain seals were his treasures. If they were lost, they would have a significant impact on his strength. In this case, it was obvious that they could not be good. Li Taifeng, who had bitten his teeth, took out more than ten Yin Lei Beads from his small Qiankun bag and smashed them down at the black skeleton.

This Yin Lei Bead was made by Li Taifeng collecting Yin Lei Qi every day, and each of them took him five years to save his life. These beads were originally used by him to save his life, but now in order to prevent the Three Mountain Seal from falling into Fang Ling's hands, he doesn't care about so many!

The moment he threw the Yin Lei Bead at the black skull, Li Taifeng pinched the magic trick again, preparing to take back his Sanshan Seal. But his magic trick was only halfway through, and the black skull spit out a black light towards more than a dozen Yin Leis. The black light swept over, and the Yin Lei flew towards the mouth of the black skull. Li Taifeng was shocked, and even felt a hint of joy. He thought to himself that since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless and vicious.

After he had been sacrificing these Yin Lei beads for many years, they were in harmony with each other. The moment the Yin Lei bead came to the skeleton's mouth, Li Taifeng said something explosive. However, none of the more than ten Yin Lei beads gave Li Taifeng the face, and were directly swallowed into his mouth by the black skeleton.

At this moment, Li Taifeng felt something bad. Looking at the three mountain seals that were about to fall into Fang Ling's skeleton's mouth, Li Taifeng gritted his teeth and slapped his storage bag hard. Another magic weapon flew out of his small Qiankun bag.

Two blue lights turned into two giant pythons about one meter long and fell fiercely towards Fang Ling. The giant python's bodies intertwined, like a stretched large scissors, trying to cut Fang Ling into two sections.

"Blue Python Scissors, this is blue Python Scissors!" A foundation-building monk from Red Bamboo Peak looked at the two blue pythons and shouted with surprise in his words. The other monks from Red Bamboo Peak also showed a glimmer of joy on their faces at this time.

The blue python scissors are not too unfamiliar to these disciples. The reason why they are familiar with these scissors is because the blue python scissors is a torture tool for the Qianzhu Sect to punish disciples. It is sacrificed by the Nascent Soul Ancestor. Not to mention the foundation-building disciples, even the Jindan real person is generally difficult to resist.

When Li Taifeng got the blue python clipper, he was even more warned by the ancestor Chen Feng. If he dared to use it freely, not only would the blue python clipper be recovered, but he would even pay the price for it. Therefore, it has been a few years since he got the blue python clipper. By then, except for a dispute with the Langjiang Sword Sect, Li Taifeng had never used the blue python clipper.

The last time the Blue Python clip was used was the price of a Jindan real person from the Sword Sect. The moment he released the Blue Python clip, Li Taifeng also felt a little regretful. Although he wished Fang Ling would die, Fang Ling was the Jindan real person after all. If he killed Fang Ling, it would be difficult for the two ancestors to explain.

But at this moment, it is impossible to take back the blue python clippers. Li Taifeng made a fuss and said that at that time, I will talk about the Red Jade Taoist. Even if I was scolded by the ancestor, I could still get rid of a serious problem!

Just as the blue python was about to fall from the void, the black banner in Fang Ling's hand shook again, and black gas wrapped around the blue python scissors like long ropes! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!