That man with white hair and white clothes turned out to be a legendary figure from the Nangong family. Nangong was sad and loved.
A saint, a saint.
A person who has become a "saint" is someone who transcends the ordinary and becomes a saint.
Fang Han's expression was extremely calm, and he remained indifferent to the saint, showing his calmness without changing his expression even when the sky was falling and the earth was falling. This made Xu Muyun and others envious.
Whether it is Saint Dao Xu, Supreme Elder Chen Yimei, or Xu Muyun, they all know the grudges between Fang Han and the Nangong family, and even collected the other party's money.
The Nangong family will never give up on the exquisite immortal weapon, the sad bow and the ruthless arrow.
But he never expected that a saint from the other side would appear.
Real masters at the level of saints and immortals will generally never show up to deal with ordinary disciples. Even ancestor immortals are not worth dealing with.
The reason why every saint is called a saint is because the way of saints restricts each other. In the case where there is a saint in the Yuhua Sect, the other saint has to be scrupulous and will not do it himself to find trouble for a low-level disciple.
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The saints all have a good understanding of each other. In the end, the fight between Fang Han and Nangong Hong is a fight between disciples for the saint. If two children are fighting, it would be too embarrassing for an adult to go up and take action directly.
When such a situation occurs, the saints of the Yuhua Sect will never sit idly by and ignore it. As long as Saint Dao Xu activates some of the sound transmission talismans on his body, the high-level old antiques of the Yuhua Sect will know.
"Senior Brother Daoxu, please wait a moment and listen to what the Love Saint said." Fang Han saw that Saint Dao Xu was about to crush the urgent messenger talisman and report the situation to some old antiques from the Yuhua Sect, so he waved his hand to stop him.
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"Senior Qingsheng, you came to me this time, are you not asking me to make Nangong Hong kneel on his knees for three days and three nights? If it is such a small thing, it would be too low of your status."
Facing the "Sage of Love" standing on the mountain peak thousands of miles away, Fang Han talked eloquently without any nervousness on his face.
No one can remain so calm in the face of a saint, but Fang Han did it, especially a saint with a grudge against him.
"Where is my sad bow and ruthless arrow? At this time, you should have come back, right?" Love Saint Nangong sadly saw Fang Han calm down and talking, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with a strange luster.
Surprised.
He is dressed in white and outshines the snow, standing in the misty and rainy splendid mountains and rivers, like a figure walking out of a painting.
Although there was no momentum or burst of power, Saint Dao Xu, Chen Yimei, and Xu Muyun all had the urge to kneel down and worship.
This is the real pressure of a saint, unparalleled, and no one can compete with it.
"I have already refined it. Otherwise, I would not have been promoted to the realm of ancestor immortal so quickly." Facing a peerless saint, the ancient saint wanted to get back his treasure, Fang Han directly told the truth. He is now
Really unable to hand over this sad bow, Heartless Arrow came out: "Senior Qingsheng, as a saint, what you need should be a king-grade immortal weapon. It's just a top-grade immortal weapon, but you actually asked you to come to me in person?"
"What a courage!"
Love Saint Nangong said sadly: "Although you are strong, you are still not good enough in my eyes. How dare you talk to me like this? Are you really not afraid of death? Do you think I can't kill you?"
"You want to kill me?" Fang Han laughed: "As early as when I was refining the Heartbroken Bow and Heartless Arrow, you should have killed me directly from the air, and it's my turn now? Your Yuanling brand is on
Among them, if I touched the Yuanling Brand, it would be like directly provoking you. I wonder why you can tolerate it?"
With this sentence, Fang Han hit the point.
When "Love Sage" Nangong came sadly, he kept silent and drank with Fang Han. There seemed to be no hostility at all, but Fang Han knew that this person was definitely not a kind person. He did not come to drink with him.
To be honest, with my own status, it is impossible to alarm the saint and lower myself to talk and drink with him.
A master at the level of a saint didn't even bother to talk to himself. If he offended someone, he would take action at will, and he could kill someone from several large states in one go.
What the other party is worried about is the "Heavenly Lord of Chaos".
At that time, when Fang Han was collecting the "Heartbroken Bow" and "Heartless Arrow", the Yuanling of the Saint of Love was among them. Just when he was about to fight against it, the will of the Lord of Chaos came violently and wiped out the Yuanling, making him truly master this matter.
baby.
Love Saint Nangong must be very aware of such things.
"You really have a big shot behind you!" Nangong's eyes flickered sadly, "And you don't know anything about it yourself."
"Do you want to meet the senior behind me?" Fang Han said directly: "Unfortunately, I don't know where this senior is. I can't communicate with him."
"You should know the origin of the big man behind you?" Love Saint Nangong said sadly: "I want to meet this senior. Which heavenly king is he?"
"Tianjun!"
"A Heavenly Lord? Behind Feng Yuan is a Heavenly Lord?"
The blood of Saint Dao Xu, Supreme Elder Chen Yimei, and Xu Muyun surged. They knew that Fang Han had a backing, and there must be a master protecting him secretly. Otherwise, Hui would not have grown so fast, and would not have been able to get it so easily.
Bone Saint inheritance.
Of course, Xu Muyun knew that the Bone Saint inheritance was all fake. But when she killed the eight law enforcement disciples of Heavenly Court and Divine Prison, she also saw that Fang Han had a backstage, and the backstage was very hard.
"You are worthy of being a love saint, and the Heavenly Lord knows it." Fang Han thought for a while, "But although you are a saint, you'd better not interfere in the affairs between the Heavenly Lord, otherwise disasters will follow.
, not a saint, not even the Supreme Immortal Emperor can interfere."
"What? You don't want to? You don't even tell me the name of the Heavenly Lord?" Love Saint Nangong suddenly changed his expression sadly. He walked across thousands of miles and arrived not far from Fang Han. He stood in the air, oppressing
The momentum is like the sea and the waves.
Holy Son Daoxu, Chen's face turned pale, and he stepped back repeatedly, with stars in his eyes.
And Xu Muyun was even more unbearable, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Only Fang Han stood still, his whole body bathed in a ball of divine light, resisting Nangong's sad pressure. No one knew how powerful his potential was.
"No comment!"
Fang Han spit out four words.
"Is there really no comment? Forget it, I will kill you and see if the unparalleled heavenly king will come out." Love Saint Nangong took a step forward again sadly. His momentum increased sharply, and the white clothes on his body rustled like the wind.
Zhongda flag.
Bang bang bang!
The clothes on Saint Son Daoxu and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei all exploded, cracks appeared on their bodies, blood spurted out, and their whole bodies almost exploded and turned into a mass of flesh and blood.
But Xu Muyun was grabbed by Fang Han, and a bright flame was propped up above her head, and she hid behind her. She was not affected by the pressure.
Love Sage Nangong was so sad that he didn't even need to take action. He could shake the ancestor's aura to pieces by moving his momentum at will. Such a method was simply unheard of.
However, Fang Han himself was still fine at all.
He stood steadily, his eyes were empty, and there were swirling nebulae, as if he was calculating something.
Buzz!
Love Saint Nangong sadly took another step forward: "I will give you another chance to tell the origin of the big man behind you. Otherwise, I will kill you! You will no longer have the possibility to practice and move forward."
At this step, the white hair on his head flew up.
Around Fang Han, cracks in the void tore open, and Saint Xu and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei finally exploded, and their whole bodies began to burn.
Suddenly, the nebula in Fang Han's eyes stopped moving. He stretched out his big hand and grasped the void. Two groups of strong vitality flew out from his palm, completely wrapping up Saint Dao Xu and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei. Pulled behind him.
The two of them were reborn in Nirvana and recovered from their vitality.
A bronze oil lamp rose above Fang Han's head. The oil lamp was lit, and a Buddha saint appeared. Combined with Fang Han's own vitality, the light shone brightly. It withstood the sad pressure of Love Sage Nangong.
"What's the use of this? Can you resist me? But I won't bully you too much. I won't use any magical power and energy to oppress you with my momentum. If you can resist it, then I will let you go. I'll let you go once. If you can't resist, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The love saint Nangong took another step sadly.
Phew!
A strong wind blew by, and the light of the bronze oil lamp above Fang Han's head was extinguished.
Then his body retreated continuously and began to glide in the air.
Love Saint Nangong sadly walked over casually. Step by step, his figure became taller and taller, almost filling the world. He was the only god. Fang Han's body emitted a lot of light, but faced with the pressure of his aura, he couldn't stand it at all. Can't get close.
"This person is the real person, the real love saint, not the incarnation. None of my Taoist techniques can attack him or break his momentum." Fang Han's mind tightened, and his body seemed to have stopped in the air, unable to do anything. He retreated and was restrained by Qingsheng Nangong. If he were an ordinary ancestor, his body would have been shattered into pieces and turned into powder.
"Unless, unless I use the Thirty-Three-Day Divine Fist of Creation and thirty-three times the combat power, I can break his momentum. But there is no hope of escaping. This person is too strong!" Fang Han tried his best to activate the laws in his body. power, and its own Crystal Divine Kingdom. However, these powers gradually became unable to support themselves under the pressure of the momentum.
In the sky patching furnace, streaks of patching heaven energy also began to boil.
The laws on Fang Han's body were constantly broken, and were constantly repaired by the laws of mending the sky.
Nangong was saddened by the pressure of his momentum. Seeing that Fang Han didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood, he was completely surprised. Naturally, he didn't know the mystery of Fang Han's ability to replenish his true energy. He thought that he could resist all the enemies with his own ability. Breath pressure.
"Even Yuan Xian doesn't have this ability. It doesn't matter, I will show my true strength."
Nangong Xingxin raised his head upwards, and the sky seemed to have entered his head, and the clothes on his body stopped. His breath was ten times more intense than before!
Fang Han's body suddenly couldn't bear it any longer. The Eight Pagodas and the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures almost appeared to resist the momentum. He was also forced to show his true power.
At this moment, an incomparably powerful will was poured down again and entered his Divine Kingdom crystal and sea of consciousness.