984: C984 Lin Yi Versus Fang Hong

C984 Lin Yi Versus Fang Hong

The high and mighty elder Fang Hong lowered his noble head and chose to submit to Yang Fann. If it was the other young lords, even the five young lords. . . He might even dare to fight him. As the senior elder of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Holy Lord. . . He had his own pride, and with his talent and potential. . . There was no need to say that he would become a saint in the future. That probability was infinitely close to zero, but for a Half-Step Saint. . . Still have a pretty good grasp.

Once he broke through to the Half-Step Saint, he would become the Senior Elder of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. Apart from the high and mighty Saints, it was also Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord who wanted to touch him. All of them had to think twice. The other five young masters. . . Although they were the top geniuses of the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts who possessed supreme monsters, They were just like the other Huge Perfection warriors. Reaching the Huge Perfection Half-Step Saint was the limit. It was not easy to break through to the Saint realm.

The Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts had existed since the ancient era. After billions of years, there were only a few dozen Saint Sovereign. On average, not even one person could reach the Saint realm in a hundred million years. This showed how difficult the path to the Saint realm was.

However, this Yang Fann was different. He was known as the number one monster in the history of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. He had created legends time and time again, breaking the record of the destiny that no one could break. It was only a matter of time before he became a Saint. It was also not impossible for him to surpass a Saint and become an unprecedented existence in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had no other choice, he really didn't want to offend this monster, Yang Fann.

However, Fang Hong wanted to give in and let it go. Yang Fann didn't intend to let this matter go just like that. If he offended him, perhaps as long as Fang Hong was willing to pay a certain price, considering that they were from the same sect, this matter might be resolved just like that.

Unfortunately, this Fang Yi wanted to take advantage of Jiahui and the other two girls, which had completely touched Yang Fann's reverse scale. It was a taboo.

Not to mention an ordinary senior elder of Holy Lord, even if Great Elemental Old Man was standing behind him, Yang Fann would never let him go just like that.

Temporarily giving in and compromising. . . This was nothing. Even Yang Fann would sometimes have to go against his will and make concessions before reaching the top of the martial arts. However, there was a prerequisite to all of this, and that was that he couldn't touch his weak point.

Without a doubt, to Yang Fann, his parents and family whom he acknowledged were his weak points.

Yang Fann calmly looked at Fang Yi, who was kneeling on the ground. He put on a fake smile and said, "I can't afford to make your son kowtow and apologize!"

"What?"

Fang Hong couldn't believe his ears. He had already lowered his attitude to such an extent, but this Yang Fann still didn't want to let him off. He really didn't know what was good for him.

The next moment. . .

A wisp of fury flashed across his eyes. No matter what, he was an elder of a region, Holy Lord's expert. Although Yang Fann's talent was heaven defying, it was far superior to his by a thousand, ten thousand times. However, you still haven't truly grown up yet.

Not to mention comparing him to Holy Lord, even if he was compared to some Eight Stars Great Saint or Seven Stars Quasi-saint, he would still be inferior.

Although Yang Fann didn't deliberately conceal his cultivation base, it wasn't something that Fang Hong's clone could see through. It was more like his real body was here.

"Your Highness, everyone is a disciple of the Sacred Palace. Everything is easy to discuss, so why should we go that far!?" Fang Hong's voice was cold. However, he still suppressed the anger in his heart. Yang Fann's talent. . . It was too heaven defying. He was not even thirty years old. He already had the strength to crush a Five Stars Quasi-saint. Perhaps, it wouldn't even take ten thousand years for him to do so. He would be able to surpass Holy Lord.

"There's nothing to discuss. Today, this bastard is going to die. No one can save him!" Yang Fann said forcefully, not giving Fang Hong any face.

" Yang Fann, don't go too far! I admit, talent is the key. I am far from being as good as you, but potential is still potential. Before you truly transform into strength, it's better not to be too arrogant. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will suffer a huge loss!! " The Cold Shine in Fang Hong's eyes flickered. At this moment, No matter how good-tempered a person was, he wouldn't be able to endure it any longer. Furthermore, Fang Hong, who had always held a high position and was in charge of the lives and deaths of billions of living beings, was now in charge of this matter.

"What's wrong? Are you threatening me?" Yang Fann narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"You are me, Sixth Young Master Of The Palaces. How could I dare to threaten you? It's just a friendly reminder. Only those who are alive are considered geniuses. If they die, they will be worthless. " He gave Yang Fann a meaningful glance, but he didn't really attack Yang Fann. Instead, he lifted Fang Yi and prepared to leave.

Fang Hong knew very well how important Yang Fann was to the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.

Once Yang Fann fell, it would shake the entire Sacred Palace, and even the high and mighty Holy Capital would be shocked.

Saint Sovereign's means was not something he could imagine. He could even reverse time and space. Even if he tried his best to erase the traces, it would still be hard for him to escape the eyes of the saints.

At that time, death would be an extravagant hope.

However, as soon as he turned around, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Lin Yi, you want to stop me too?" Fang Hong's eyes turned cold.

"Grand Elder Fang, you can leave, but this evil creature must stay. "

"Lin Yi, do you really want to die?" Fang Hong's voice was extremely cold. It was on the verge of exploding. Did he really think that he had no temper?

Indeed, I dare not touch your master, Yang Fann. But you are only a Nine Stars Great Saint. Can't I even move?2

"You want my life? If your true self is here, it might be possible. Just a clone alone is not enough for you!!" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows. A hint of disdain flashed across his face. This clone. . . It was far from what his true self could achieve. He was only barely able to squeeze through the threshold of Holy Lord. It wasn't much stronger than those half-step Huge Perfection Holy Lord.

If it was before, he would naturally be far from being a match for him. But now, it was a different story.

"Good! Good! Good! Lin Yi, I hope your life is as fierce as your tongue. " Killing intent exploded in Fang Hong's eyes. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

A puny Nine Stars Great Saint dared to challenge Holy Lord's dignity? If he didn't kill this brat, where would Holy Lord's dignity be? Why was he still cultivating the martial arts? He would just find a small plane. He would be able to live a life of his own.

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble! . . .

In an instant, a terrifying killing intent exploded like a mountain flood, surging and rising into the sky.

In all directions, a large piece of space exploded like glass.

However, Fang Hong's rationality wasn't destroyed by the fury. This terrifying killing intent only rushed towards Lin Yi, but it didn't involve Yang Fann and the others.

Killing a Nine Stars Great Saint elder would at most cost a little. Losing some benefits would be enough to calm the situation down, but if Yang Fann had a good reason to do so. . . That would cost him his life.

"Die! Astral Perishing Finger!!"

Fang Hong's voice suddenly became high and mighty, like the voice of an ancient god, announcing Lin Yi's order.

The next moment. . .

"Rumble. . . "

With a tap of his finger, it was as if a god had descended into the mortal world. The starlight was like a sea, the heavens and the earth were extinguished, the sun and moon were without splendor, and the mountains and rivers fell!

Fang Hong didn't have the slightest intention of holding back in this finger attack. It was a full powered strike from Holy Lord's expert, and he swore that he would crush this ant, Lin Yi, with a single finger. He wanted to let Fang Hong know what Holy Lord's power was, and that he couldn't afford to offend it.

"Cousin, is Lin Lao alright?" Luo Jiahui asked with a worried expression. Although You Nuo and Dongfang Xue didn't say much, the worry in their eyes couldn't be concealed.

Yang Fann laughed lightly and said, "It's fine. It's just a clone of Holy Lord. Lin Lao is not worthy of his attention. "

Given Lin Yi's current cultivation base and strength, he wasn't any weaker than the two of them. Once he took out the Quasi-Saint Tool, not even the two of them would be a match for him. It was enough for him to fight the slightly weaker mid stage Holy Lord. If he couldn't even deal with Fang Hong's clone, he might have to reconsider his choice of housekeeper.

Although he valued relationships, he wouldn't let a useless person live in vain.

. . .

At that moment!!

"Fang Hong, it's you who deserves to die!" Lin Yi grinned hideously, "Come out! Ice Soul Divine Spear!"

"What?! Quasi-Saint Tool, how is this possible!!! "

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