Metropolitan Super Deity

Falling flowers are always intentional, and flowing water is always ruthless.

Although Nangong Yang wanted to fight Ling Fei, but unfortunately, Ling Fei didn't like him at all.

Although Ling Fei's current cultivation level is only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, a small early stage of Core Formation is not enough for him to take action and reduce his price.

Ling Fei glanced at him.

"I'll tell you again, get out of here, otherwise, this time, it won't be as simple as stepping on your face."

"Oh? What do you want?"

Nangong Yang had a sneer on his face.

Ling Fei stared into his eyes for a moment and said:

"If you mess with me again, I'll kill you."

Nangong Yang's face was also terrifyingly cold. Not only did he not have the slightest intention of retreating, he actually took a step forward and looked directly into Ling Fei's eyes.

"That's right, I have the same intention!"

The momentum between the two of them exploded, making the air a little solid and hot, and everyone gathered around them.

Nangong Yang's power was already in the early stage of pill formation, and the fierce momentum he erupted made everyone around him couldn't help but admire him.

"After all, he is a master of pill formation. His strength is different."

"It seems that that disciple is about to die."

"If you are too strong, you will break. If you are not soft, you will always dig your own grave."

Ling Fei and Nangong Yang looked at each other for a moment and sighed quietly.

"That's all, I don't want to be with you anymore. I'd better kill you."

Ling Fei punched out, and Nangong Yang sneered.

"I'm just waiting for you to take action!"

He also punched out and collided with Ling Fei's fist. Two powerful waves released a wave of air, blowing the people around them and they couldn't help but retreat.

This punch gave Nangong Yang great confidence.

It turned out that when he was still in the late stage of foundation building, he was crushed by Ling Fei, who was also in the late stage of foundation building. That kick is still Nangong Yang's nightmare to this day.

But now, with this punch, he can already feel that his power is extremely powerful and has reached a new level. Ling Fei is no match for him at all.

You will definitely lose this battle!

Nangong Yang's eyes were determined to the extreme. He stepped on the ground and the ground cracked. The rebound force made him fly towards Ling Fei and hit him quickly, as fast as a cannonball.

Ling Fei stood on the spot, his figure was impartial and he did not dodge or dodge.

This look made Nangong Yang's eyes even more joyful.

It's done!

He punched out.

"Ling Fei, this is the Tiger King Fist that I learned in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It is a high-grade Xuan-level technique. If you can die at the hands of this punch, you have not wasted your life. Hahahaha..."

Ling Fei shook his head and sighed softly.

"I told you, you are no match for me."

After saying that, his figure floated, strangely like a breeze, with an incredible arc, like a feather, easily dodging Nangong Yang's fist.

At the same time, he kicked out and hit Nangong Yang's ribs hard, and everyone clearly heard a clear "click" sound.

Then, he looked at Nangong Yang and quickly flew backwards in the other direction.

The blood he spurted was still in the air.

Ling Fei landed on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Nangong Yang step by step.

Among the crowd, several Qiu Feng Valley disciples immediately stood out.

"Ling Fei, what do you want to do? Junior Brother Nangong has been defeated, do you really want to kill someone?"

Needless to say, Ling Fei knew in his heart that these people were all the minions of the Great Elder.

He glanced at it coldly, snorted coldly, and without saying a word, just let Qi Jin hit it, creating a hole on the spot.

"broken!"

These people did not expect that Ling Fei would actually take action in public. Without paying attention, Ling Fei rushed over and came to Nangong Yang's side.

"Ling Fei, stop it quickly. If you dare to touch Junior Brother Nangong, we will definitely not let go!"

Ling Fei turned around with a contemptuous look in his eyes, but showed no mercy at his feet.

boom!

As soon as he stepped down, Nangong Yang instantly bent in reverse, with his waist arched like a prawn.

Then, his face turned ashen, and his golden elixir was broken by Ling Fei's step.

The whole place was silent!

In front of so many people in the sect, killing sect disciples on the spot in the Ksitigarbha Pavilion, the sect's most important place, this kind of behavior, in a sense, is simply contempt for the sect's punishment.

Of course, if you have a background, that’s a different matter.

For example, if Nangong Yang kills Ling Fei, 80% of the great elders will come forward and won't say anything.

But the problem is, Ling Fei has no background! No one will protect him!

"Ling Fei, you are so bold! You actually dare to openly kill your fellow disciples. You deserve to die!"

"Everyone, let's take down this guy together. I think he has gone crazy. Take him down and hand him over to the Sect Law Enforcement Hall!"

The great elders encouraged others to come forward, but Ling Fei was not afraid at all!

He looked around and glanced coldly.

No one who met Ling Fei's eyes dared to say a word. They swallowed and stepped back when they originally wanted to step forward.

"snort!"

Ling Fei snorted lightly.

"If you want to touch me, you'd better consider your abilities first and don't provoke me at will. Otherwise, you will only die!"

After hearing these words, those who originally had some ideas were so frightened that even the last thought was shattered in an instant.

Admittedly, it is very irrational to provoke a madman, especially a powerful madman!

Ling Fei walked straight into the Scripture Collection Pavilion with his hands behind his back. Behind him, Qian Qun and several other brothers and sisters were all petrified on the spot.

It turns out that he entered the Sutra Pavilion! While I was waiting for someone, I thought they were coming with me to clean up. How embarrassing!

Qian Qun was even embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

In the distance, Nangong Yang's body was still cold, and people were still discussing what happened just now.

The name Ling Fei soon spread throughout the Autumn Wind Valley.

As the person involved, Ling Fei didn't care. He was just a piece of trash. If Ling Fei needed to care like this, wouldn't he be exhausted to death?

The interior of the Sutra Pavilion is not a structure similar to a library, but a spiritual structure.

To be precise, entering here is like entering a computer database. There are countless magic tricks in it. But if you want to get these tips, there are only two points.

One is to rely on your luck to find the secret and capture it yourself.

Secondly, it still depends on luck, but it is the skill itself that determines the master.

Most people want the second option, because it means that that technique is so strong that it has its own consciousness!

The techniques are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. In addition, there are holy levels, but those are mythical techniques, so let’s not mention them for now. The conscious method is already at the middle level of Xuan level or above.

This is also the reason why Nangong Yang relies on his own skills and is proud and indulgent!