Fang Xingye frowned, who is this Ling Yun, and is he 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: "It's so obvious that you can't even tell?
Of course I want you to wake up, lest you be infected by Wen Renliang and become as stupid as him."
"I understand. It turned out to be a frog in the well. He defeated a stronger frog, so he lost himself and began to despise the eagle in the sky?"
Fang Xingye said slowly: "Ling Yun, do you know that from this moment on, no one can really save you."
"Save your mother a damn."
Suddenly, Ling Yun's smile faded and he cursed loudly, "Where is this pretentious person from? He thinks he is a figure and overlooks everything, but he doesn't know that he is 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 shouted urgently: "What are you talking nonsense about? Come on, apologize to Mr. Fang, and say you just said it unintentionally."
Normally, the Dragon Tooth Tower had overwhelming power in the Dajing Dynasty and had no need to worry about anyone.
But that also needs 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 Suzaku 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 doesn't care much.
To him, although Ling Yun could not be said to be an ant, he was at most 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 don't care if Ling Yun gives in.
When facing Fang Xingye, it is 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 watching a clown.
He didn't 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 is so arrogant and full of ugliness.
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 whether you are 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 sense of terror and suffocation.
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 was completely frozen.
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 broken into pieces, like a mirror being broken.
The air died, and countless black cracks appeared.
Fast! It’s incredibly fast.
From the perceptions 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.
People around me have their pupils 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.
A single strike can exert a force of 200,000 kilograms.
Fang Xingye's strength is too terrifying.
Ling Yun's face was expressionless.
He just felt helpless inside and couldn't help but sigh.
Plans never seem to keep up with changes.
He has good ideas, develops in a low-key manner, and quietly accumulates strength.
However, there are always some idiots who like to show off in front of him.
"Huh?"
Originally, Ling Yun planned to punch Fang Xingye to death.
However, Fang Xingye's move made Ling Yun look strange and change his attention.
Fang Xingye's palm technique contains extraordinary mystery and has some ancient charm.
"This palm technique should come from a fragment of some kind of magical power."
Ling Yun was thoughtful.
However, this fragment of magical power was turned into a spiritual martial art in Fang Xingye's hands.
Boom! While Ling Yun was thinking about it, Fang Xingye's palm came to his face.
In the midst of the calcium carbide fire, Ling Yun raised his hand to resist.
He did not use much force to resist, but carefully felt the movement of Fang Xingye's spiritual power.
Bang! Immediately, Ling Yun was swatted away by Fang Xingye's palm and fell more than 20 meters away.
Fang Xingye took back his hand and looked at where Ling Yun fell.
There is a private room in the restaurant.
But the box had completely collapsed, and all the tables and chairs inside were broken.
"Master Shen, some mosquitoes are buzzing and annoying, so I'll swat them to death. Wouldn't you be surprised?"
Fang Xing's night wind is light and the clouds are light.
Shen Lang's heart sank, and the smile on his face seemed forced.
The breaths of other people present were frozen.
The gap is really too big.
Ling Yun was already very powerful, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill Yang Wanli.
But in front of Fang Xingye, he was as vulnerable as a mosquito.
"Such a unique skill, but in your hands it looks like a tiger-like dog. It is simply a waste of natural resources."