I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

"Bullshit, the ancestor is doing this for your own good. Are you worthy of being schemed against by the ancestor?"

"The ancestor is half a step into the Saint realm."

"If the ancestor really wanted to kill you, would it be necessary to go through so much trouble?"

"You are such an ungrateful person, you even slandered me for practicing magic. Bah, shameless."

"If you want to slander our Zhao State and get other kingdoms to attack us, forget it."

Zhao Qin, who was standing by, screamed when he heard this.

With Zhao Yinglong around, he was not afraid of Fang Yun at all, and almost got in front of Fang Yun and roared at him.

"Noisy!"

Snapped.

Fang Yun didn't even look at him, he just slapped Zhao Qin in the face with his backhand, causing his head to turn twice on his neck.

The bulging eyeballs were aimed at Zhao Yinglong.

"what?"

"this······"

"Crazy, this is a crazy person!"

"Zhao Qin is the eighth prince of Zhao. How is killing a prince of Zhao in front of the ancestor of Zhao different from peeing and shitting on the head of Zhao Yinglong?"

When the people around saw this, their eyes were full of disbelief. No one had ever thought that Zhao Yinglong had already appeared, and Fang Yun actually dared to stand in front of Zhao Yinglong and kill Zhao Qin in this way.

Zhao Qin is the eighth prince of the State of Zhao.

If Fang Yun is not killed, how can the dignity of Zhao State be preserved?

There was originally a chance to resolve the situation, but after Zhao Qin's death, there was no possibility of resolving the situation.

This scene made everyone stunned.

"Are you provoking me?"

When Zhao Yinglong saw this, his eyes turned completely cold.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Yun, speaking word by word.

"No, I want to kill you!"

"It's a pity that you are just a clone and too weak. Otherwise, I could practice with you and see where my limits are."

"The clone is not qualified."

Fang Yun was not afraid of Zhao Yinglong's extremely cold gaze at all, and said lightly.

"you wanna die!"

Zhao Yinglong became furious when he heard this. He clenched his fists and his finger bones made crackling sounds.

He is half a step into the Saint realm, and even his clone is at the peak of the Yang realm.

As a result, Fang Yun actually said that he was weak.

I have never been provoked like this before.

Zhao Yinglong instantly went into a state of rampage, with an extremely terrifying aura spreading out, like a Shura from hell.

However, the next moment.

Zhao Yinglong's expression changed drastically.

It was clearly him who attacked first, but he was a beat too slow, and Fang Yun's fist had already hit him.

The roars of gods and demons emerged in Zhao Yinglong's ears.

At this moment, Fang Yun's fist light turned into a god or demon in Zhao Yinglong's eyes and pounced towards Zhao Yinglong.

"what?"

"So fast?"

Seeing Fang Yun's fist suddenly appear in front of him, Zhao Yinglong narrowed his eyes.

He stretched out a hand, which turned into a dragon claw and grabbed Fang Yun's fist.

"Dragon Catcher."

Trying to neutralize Fang Yun's killing move and at the same time cripple Fang Yun's arm.

However, before the dragon-catching hand could grab Fang Yun's hand and just touched Fang Yun's fist, Zhao Yinglong felt an overwhelming divine power rushing towards him.

"not good!"

Zhao Yinglong's heart was pounding and he felt the threat of death. He immediately used his skills to dodge Fang Yun's punch.

Even though Zhao Yinglong had already used all his means and pushed his body skills to the limit, he even achieved a breakthrough under the threat of death.

He dodged Fang Yun's punch, but was hit by Fang Yun's fist.

However, Fang Yun's fist alone was enough to knock Zhao Yinglong flying.

The blood in his body was churning and he almost vomited blood.

"This is impossible······"

When Zhao Yinglong saw this, a huge wave of shock rose in his heart.

Obviously Fang Yun’s punch was very weak, but I couldn’t understand why it was so powerful after Fang Yun used it.

If Zhao Yinglong had not made a breakthrough in his physical skills at the critical moment, he felt that he would have been seriously injured and lost all face.

"What kind of freak is this?"

Zhao Yinglong stared at Fang Yun, trying to see through him.

The moment Fang Yun made his move just now, Zhao Yinglong had been locking onto Fang Yun. Zhao Yinglong discovered that Fang Yun was indeed at the peak of Qi Refining and had not hidden his strength.

However, it was unbelievable that Fang Yun, with his cultivation at the peak of Qi Refining, could force me, who was at the Yang Realm, into such a state of disgrace.

"Old man, why don't you use your magic?"

"Take my punch."

While Zhao Yinglong was shocked, Fang Yun's second punch arrived.

Just now, Zhao Yinglong used his body skills to create some distance between himself and Fang Yun, even though Fang Yun was clearly very far away from him.

But suddenly, Fang Yun appeared in front of Zhao Yinglong and punched him again.

"What kind of movement is this?"

Looking at the movement that was comparable to teleportation, Zhao Yinglong was shocked again.

Even though Zhao Yinglong's physical skills had just achieved a breakthrough and reached the highest level, Zhao Yinglong found that his physical skills were so poor in front of Fang Yun that he was as slow as a turtle.

Unable to dodge, Zhao Yinglong could only choose to take it head-on.

"Sea-covering style!"

Palm prints appeared in the sky and finally merged into one, turning into a huge golden palm, suppressing Fang Yun's fist.

At this moment, it felt as if this palm could really turn the world upside down.

However, when this huge golden palm came into contact with Fang Yun's fist, it was directly shattered.

The force that covered the sea failed to create even a single wave.

"impossible?"

This time, Zhao Yinglong almost screamed. Under Fang Yun's punch, he felt that the gates of hell had opened.

At the critical moment, he crushed a jade talisman.

This is a teleportation talisman.

The figure disappeared on the spot, narrowly avoiding Fang Yun's punch.

However, before he had time to catch his breath, Fang Yun mysteriously appeared in front of Zhao Yinglong.

"You seem to be very good at palm techniques. What do you think of my palm?"

As Fang Yun spoke, he slapped Zhao Yinglong.

Heavenly Palm Technique.

It seemed like a light palm strike, but in Zhao Yinglong's eyes, it was no different from facing the Grim Reaper.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Today, I will kill you!"

"After I kill you, I will massacre Xuanyuan City."

Zhao Yinglong was extremely angry and muttered in his heart.

boom.

At this moment, a terrifying aura burst out from Zhao Yinglong's body, and the terrifying bloody power enveloped Zhao Yinglong.

At this moment, scales grew on Zhao Yinglong's body, his nails turned into sharp bone spurs, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had turned into a real demon in the Blood Prison, and was forced to use his magic skills.

By using his magic power, Zhao Yinglong's cultivation level instantly increased several times.

"Blood Demon Kill!"

Zhao Yinglong roared and rushed towards Fang Yun.

However, the bone spurs shattered instantly, and dense cracks appeared on the originally indestructible scales on the body, and streams of blood spurted out from the cracks.

However, Fang Yun's palm did not lose any momentum at all.

"what?"

Zhao Yinglong was horrified.

He had already used his magic power and transformed into a blood demon, but even in this situation, Fang Yun's palm strike actually completely defeated him.

Zhao Yinglong’s face turned pale, and he immediately used his body skills to avoid Fang Yun’s fatal palm.

After witnessing Fang Yun's terrifying power, Zhao Yinglong's soul power has been locked on Fang Yun to prevent Fang Yun's strange body movements from threatening him again.

However, Zhao Yinglong suddenly discovered that Fang Yun had disappeared, as if he had vanished out of thin air.

There is no trace to follow.

"Senior, the thief is behind you."

When Zhao Yinglong's heart was beating wildly, a low roar sounded in the distance, reminding Zhao Yinglong.

Zhao Yinglong turned around suddenly and saw Fang Yun's smiling face. He didn't know how Fang Yun did it.

In Zhao Yinglong's eyes, Fang Yun's smile was no different from the devil's smile.

"As expected of a half-step saint, what a strong strength."

"Just a clone, but he was able to fight me for several moves before I reached my full strength. That's really amazing."

"Come on, take my move."

Fang Yun changed his tactics and this time chose leg techniques.

"Damn it!"

When Zhao Yinglong saw this, his face turned as pale as paper, without any blood left.

He had just used magic power, but he never thought that under such circumstances, he would still be suppressed by Fang Yun.

Even Fang Yun didn't take it seriously.

This made Zhao Yinglong's heart sink to the bottom.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late to use his skills. He could only activate an ancient treasure to block in front of him.

It was an ancient bronze shield with a verdigris finish on it.

If you look closely, you can find that there are densely packed runes on the ancient shield. They are all ancient runes that seem to be able to devour people's souls.

Under Zhao Yinglong's urging, the ancient shield burst out with spiritual light, like an immortal battle shield wielded by gods.

A huge shadow of a black tortoise appeared in the void.

boom.

The next moment, Fang Yun's leg swept over, and the ancient shield exploded like rotten wood.

All the scales on Zhao Yinglong's body were shattered, and the whole person exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.