Metropolitan Super Deity

"Hiss~!"

Everyone gasped in unison.

If he dares to spend one million spirit stones to buy thugs in Zuiyue Tower, this guy is either extremely rich or crazy.

The other party is the Qinglong Sect, which is very close to Prince Yong. Rumor has it that the daughters of the Qinglong Sect’s leader are all concubines of Prince Yong.

With this relationship, the Qinglong Sect's status in Kyoto can be said to be very important.

This is why the people from the Qinglong Sect dared to cause trouble in Zuiyue Tower just now!

Ling Fei dared to offer one million spiritual stones to buy the hands and feet of the Qinglong Sect, but no one dared to take it.

Firstly, the Qinglong Sect is a fifth-class sect after all, and secondly, Prince Yong is still supporting it!

Several people from the Qinglong Sect couldn't help but look a little proud. They looked at Ling Fei with a sneer.

"You brat, don't think that just because you have some wealth, you can be arrogant. This is Kyoto. Who dares to touch the people of our Qinglong Sect?"

Ling Fei took his time and threw out four more storage bags.

Everyone's pupils shrank instantly and their hearts beat wildly.

Ling Fei said lightly:

"Whoever breaks their limbs, these five million spiritual stones will be his."

The people of the Qinglong Sect were instantly stunned.

One million spiritual stones, maybe they can escape by relying on the reputation of the Qinglong Sect and the prestige of Prince Yong, but who can not be tempted by these five million spiritual stones?

Money can communicate with gods. This rule is timeless, whether in ancient times or now, whether in the remote Hengduan Mountains or in the prosperous Kyoto.

Several disciples of the Qinglong Sect slowly retreated and prepared to leave, but as soon as they took two steps away, the door of Zuiyue Tower was closed with a bang.

These four people were instantly frightened and immediately fell to their knees.

"Master, spare your life, Master, please spare your life, we will never dare to do it again."

Ling Fei said lightly:

"I forgive you so cheaply, where can I put my face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Qinglong Sect were already surrounded by people.

"Hey...everyone has something to say."

"Ah—! My arm!"

"Spare my life!"

.......

After several screams, the door of Zuiyue Tower was opened. The disciple of Qinglong Sect had fallen into a pool of blood, lingering and miserable. He looked very pitiful.

More than a dozen cultivators quickly disappeared at the door with the spirit stones thrown by Ling Fei.

Not long after, a group of heavily armored guards surrounded Zuiyue Tower.

The heavy armored guards are the garrison of Dachu Kyoto. Their strength is at least as high as the alchemy cultivation level. Moreover, they are elites who have been trained in team battles. Once the formation is activated, their attack power is very powerful.

The young general Leng Ao who took the lead was about thirty years old, and the small eyes under his eyelids revealed a hint of gloom.

"Who hit the person?"

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to say another nonsense.

They all knew that since Ling Fei could use five million spiritual stones to hit people, his status and background were definitely extraordinary, so no one dared to touch his brow casually.

But it was obviously impossible for Young General Leng Ao to let them go.

He came to a diner and patted him on the shoulder.

"Tell me, who did it just now?"

The diner was trembling with fear.

"Yes...yes...the one who hit me is gone, he just ran away."

"Why did they fight?"

"I...I don't know!"

"Fart! There is no reason, how can there be an unprovoked fight? If you don't say anything, I will arrest you as an accomplice. If you dare to cause trouble in Kyoto, you will be beheaded!"

"I... General, it's him who doesn't care about me. He quarreled with the people of the Qinglong Sect, spent money to find people, and repaired the people of the Qinglong Sect. He has nothing to do with me."

"snort!"

The young general threw the diners out, slowly walked up to Ling Fei, and said coldly:

"Did you ask me to beat him?"

Ling Fei's face was calm.

"Yes, I hit you. What?"

"You are so brave!"

The young general slammed the table.

"If you dare to hire a murderer to hurt someone in Kyoto, come here and arrest him!"

"yes!"

Two heavily armored guards immediately stepped forward and tried to grab Ling Fei's arm, but Ling Fei's luck instantly knocked them away several steps away.

"Good guy, you have two abilities, no wonder you are so arrogant!"

After saying that, the young general reached out and punched Ling Fei in the temple.

He is a Nascent Soul monk, his skills are deeper than those of a heavy armored guard, and his fist speed is as fast as lightning!

However, in front of Ling Fei, all these are just childish tricks.

Ling Fei stretched out a finger and blocked his fist easily, making him stunned for a moment, and then became even more angry.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, he also punched with the other hand, and the punches were harder and faster.

But in an instant, Ling Fei punched out quickly, faster than him. In just a flash of lightning, he hit his waist hard, and with violent force, he was thrown away in an instant.

With a 'bang' sound, the young general drew an arc in the air, smashed the wooden door, and fell heavily to the street.

If he hadn't been protected by armor, the attack just now would have been enough to kill him!

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you! All soldiers obey my order, surround him, use formations, and capture him. If he dares to resist, kill him on the spot!"

"yes!"

The heavily armored guards had just stepped forward, and there was a sound of horses and whips coming from behind, and a guard in phoenix clothes was rushing over.

"Everyone stop, Feng Yiwei is here, please retreat quickly, don't hurt him!"

A sharp light flashed in the young general's eyes.

"Hmph! So what about Feng Yiwei? Leave her alone! Come on, kill this kid!"

"Presumptuous! Do you dare to disobey Feng Yiwei's order?"

"What about Feng Yiwei? Kill him!"

At the critical moment, a golden glow came in an instant.

"Since Feng Yiwei can't do it, then I don't know if I can with my status."

"What?"

The young general's pupils shrank.

Everyone knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

"See Your Highness the Princess!"

Mi Yanhua's figure appeared amidst the shouts of everyone.

The moment he landed, his beautiful face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Her beautiful eyes fell on Ling Fei first, but Ling Fei's eyes were very dull and did not show too much joy. Mi Yanhua's eyes looked a little disappointed.

However, she immediately turned her head and glanced at the young general coldly. Her aura was so smart that he instantly broke out in sweat!

"How dare you not kneel down when you see me, how brave you are!"

Mi Yanhua gave a sharp shout, mixed with a hint of royal majesty, which instantly frightened the other party to the point where he fell to his knees.

"Princess, calm down."

"Hmph! You are a bit of a smart dog slave. That's all. I won't say much else. Take your people and get out!"