I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

"Teeth?"

"Don't even mention a mouthful of teeth. Even if it's your life, I dare to take it." Fang Yun sneered and was about to slap the man in front of him.

Seeing this, the man's expression changed drastically.

He saw the scene just now very clearly. Even if the two gods joined forces, they could not withstand Fang Yun's attack, let alone himself.

If this palm landed on me, I would instantly turn into a ball of blood mist, leaving no trace of my body.

"Wait, you can't kill me!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I am the eighth prince of the State of Zhao. My Zhao ancestor was a half-step saint, and I am his most beloved great-grandson."

"Kneel down immediately, or I will crush this jade talisman. Once it is broken, the clone of my Zhao ancestor will descend."

The man stared at Fang Yun coldly, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand.

"Zhao...Zhao?"

Hearing that the man was the eighth prince of the Zhao family, the people around him couldn't help but change color.

There are no saints in the thirty-six countries of the Southern Wilderness, and the strongest is only at the peak of the Yang Realm. The Zhao State actually has an ancestor who is half a step into the Saint Realm. This news is too shocking.

A being who is half a step away from becoming a saint is too great a threat to the other kingdoms.

The Eighth Prince of Zhao looked at the shocked expressions of the people around him, and he became more confident. He held the jade talisman and sneered, "Why, you still don't kneel down?"

"If this prince crushes the jade talisman and summons the ancestor's clone here, then it won't be as simple as kneeling down."

"Not only will you die, but your family will also die, and even your kingdom will have to pay a price for this."

Fang Yun heard this and suppressed the thought of slapping this man to death. He stared at the Eighth Prince of Zhao and said calmly: "This jade talisman can't be fake, if your ancestor loves you so much, why are you not the crown prince of Zhao, but just a prince."

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Prince of Zhao snorted coldly, "Hmph, what do you know? That's because I don't want to fight for the throne. Besides, the current Crown Prince of Zhao is my twin brother. How is my brother's succession to the throne any different from my succession to the throne?"

The eighth prince of Zhao became even more arrogant, thinking that Fang Yun was afraid of him.

After all, in the territory of the thirty-six countries in the Southern Wilderness, there has not been a half-step saint realm for a long, long time. Unless someone unifies the thirty-six countries, he can take advantage of the opportunity of the unity of destiny to achieve the saint realm.

However, it is extremely difficult to unify the thirty-six kingdoms in the southern wilderness.

As Fang Yun withdrew his hand, the murderous intent also disappeared.

The eighth prince of Zhao felt that he was able to recover.

"Kneel down, quick!"

“Climb under my crotch, otherwise, I will crush the jade talisman and summon my ancestor’s clone. When my ancestor descends, your whole family will just have to wait…”

The eighth prince of Zhao hadn't finished speaking yet.

Fang Yun pointed at the jade talisman in the hand of the eighth prince of Zhao State, and a sword energy suddenly appeared, directly shattering the jade talisman in the hand of the eighth prince of Zhao State.

"you······"

The Eighth Prince of Zhao looked at Fang Yun smashing the jade talisman with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Snapped!"

"Shut up, it's better if you beg for the jade talisman to be real!"

"I can summon your Zhao family ancestor."

Seeing that the Eighth Prince of Zhao was still trying to talk, Fang Yun simply slapped him in the face and sent him flying.

When the people around saw this, their faces were filled with disbelief. No one had expected that Fang Yun would dare to directly smash the jade talisman.

This jade talisman can summon a powerful clone of a half-step saint.

I felt that Fang Yun in front of me was crazy.

How dare a normal person?

He felt pain and the intact half of his face instantly became swollen. The Eighth Prince of Zhao was completely stunned.

He had already told us about his ancestor's strength, how could Fang Yun dare?

What the Eighth Prince of Zhao didn't know was that Fang Yun originally didn't want to pay attention to him, but the moment he said he was a member of the Zhao royal family and brought a clone of the Zhao ancestor, Fang Yun targeted him.

As far as I can remember, the State of Zhao eventually unified the Southern Wilderness, and a saint did emerge. Of course, that was many years later.

The reason why it became a holy land was because of the holy stars.

The ancestor of the Zhao Kingdom was an early demon servant of the Holy Star.

Now that he has become a half-step saint, he has obviously gained a lot of benefits from Sheng Xingchen. He has begun to work for Sheng Xingchen secretly. Fang Yun will naturally not keep Sheng Xingchen's arm.

"Ok?"

"Your jade talisman must be fake, how come it's been so long and there's no response yet?"

Soon, Fang Yun stared at the eighth prince of Zhao and said coldly.

Just as Fang Yun finished speaking, when the Eighth Prince of Zhao was trembling with fear, a vortex finally appeared in front of the Eighth Prince of Zhao.

A figure walked out of the vortex.

"It's him!"

"He didn't die, and he even made a breakthrough."

"A Half-Step Saint suddenly appeared in Zhao State."

Because of the emergence of the secret realm, many people rushed to Xuanyuan City. Among these people, some had seen the ancestors of the Zhao State.

Zhao Yinglong, the ancestor of the Zhao State, slowly opened his eyes, like an angry dragon awakening, and an extremely terrifying aura enveloped him.

Everyone's expression suddenly changed.

That is indeed the cultivation level of half-step to the holy realm.

"Qin'er, aren't they with you?"

"Why did you suddenly summon me?"

Zhao Yinglong asked calmly.

When he saw that Zhao Qin had lost a mouthful of teeth and both sides of his face were swollen, Zhao Yinglong's eyes couldn't help but sink, and an even more terrifying murderous intent spread out.

"what happened?"

"In the end what happened?"

"Who dares to bully my great-grandson in the territory of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Southern Wilderness?"

"What about those rubbish? How did they protect you? They can't even do such a small thing. I will kill them."

Zhao Yinglong was furious, and his terrifying murderous intent changed the color of the sky and the earth.

The people around were instantly suppressed to the ground by the terrifying murderous intent.

Zhao Yinglong, who is half a step away from becoming a saint, has such a terrifying aura that it makes people feel despair.

The pressure and murderous intent of the Half-Step Saint Realm are so terrifying.

"Old Ancestor, you finally showed up. If you were slower, not only those rubbish, but I would have died too."

The eighth prince of Zhao said in a crying voice.

"what?"

"Are they dead?"

"Who killed him?"

"Aren't they afraid of exterminating their entire clan if they dare to touch the servants of our Zhao family?"

"Killing my Zhao family servants and challenging the royal family's majesty is like seeking death."

Zhao Yinglong's face was filled with shock, and he could hardly believe that this was true.

Today, the State of Zhao has become the undisputed strongest country among the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Southern Wilderness because it has entered the Half-Step Saint Realm.

Zhao Yinglong had never suffered any loss before, so he was naturally angry now that he suffered a loss.

The eighth prince of Zhao immediately pointed at Fang Yun and told him the general situation.

"Qin'er, you wouldn't lie to the ancestor, would you?"

"How can you kill them with just Qi Refining? Even if you take action, you can easily suppress them."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yinglong glanced at Fang Yun, and knowing Fang Yun's cultivation level, he said with some disbelief.

"senior!"

"What the Eighth Prince said is true. I have witnessed the whole process of the incident with my own eyes. It was indeed this person who killed the Zhao family's retainer."

"This person is definitely not a Qi Refiner. He must be hiding his cultivation."

"Senior, don't be fooled by him."

Before the Eighth Prince of Zhao could open his mouth, a man stepped forward, bowed, and began to explain.

Obviously he wanted to curry favor with the State of Zhao.

After getting a positive answer, Zhao Yinglong was not afraid, but instead his eyes showed anticipation.

He obtained an evil magic from Holy Star, which could devour the blood and essence of monks to remind them of their cultivation. The stronger the monk's cultivation, the better the effect.

The look he gave Fang Yun at this moment was full of greed.

However, he did not attack immediately, but stared at Fang Yun and said: "Young man, you are very courageous. You even dare to touch my royal family. You are very brave."

"I admire you very much, but this time, my royal family has lost several retainers in the Divine Transformation Realm. Now, as long as you donate your soul and blood and serve me for three years, I will let today's matter go."

"Of course, within these three years, my royal family will provide you with sufficient training resources."

"It will never delay your practice."

"This matter concerns the dignity of our royal family. This is the only way. What do you think, young man?"

"Also, if you have any questions about cultivation, I can help you three times a year."

When Zhao Yinglong said this, everyone present was shocked.

No one expected that Fang Yun would have such good fortune after killing someone.

In their opinion, just to have a powerful half-step saint resolve their doubts is worth fighting for.

Such an opportunity cannot be obtained even if you ask for it.

However, after hearing this, Fang Yun's mouth corners slightly raised, his face full of sarcasm.

"Donate my soul and blood, and your life and death will be controlled by you. You can continue to extract my blood and essence to practice magic, and use me as a great medicine to improve your cultivation. What a good plan."

"And by doing so, you will also win a good reputation and good intentions."

Fang Yun directly pointed out Zhao Yinglong's plan.