Castle Lord's Mansion.

Banquet hall.

Everyone was silent.

No one thought that there would be a battle today.

I didn't expect that this young man from the ancestral clan would dare to speak wildly to the descendants of the Remnant Yang Sect.

Everyone looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of playfulness.

They knew that this boy from an inferior race had nothing good to eat.

"Huh. ”

Chen Yuan was silent and sneered.

He stretched out his crystal clear palm and pressed directly towards the void.

"Boom!"

An invisible force descended suddenly.

Ming Fengling just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by a huge coercion.

The terrifying coercion, like the top of Mount Tai, pressed heavily on his shoulders, trying to press him to his knees.

"Ahh

Ming Feng Ling roared.

The cyan robe instantly puffed up, and the true fire suddenly condensed.

Everyone saw that a fire dragon formed from real fire rose from behind it and turned into a terrifying flame.

Remnant Flame!

A fire-based exercise.

When practiced to a certain extent, the true fire will completely incinerate the impurities in the body, eliminate the body, and make the physical body more perfect.

This exercise is a superb exercise that is both physical and magical.

"Up!"

Ming Fengling roared angrily, and the golden mangs all over his body skyrocketed, and he was about to break away from the invisible coercive confinement.

He is a foundation building peak cultivation, coupled with the achievement of his physical body, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, he is not much weaker than ordinary condensation.

Especially in the face of an ancestor's condensing dao, Ming Fengling originally had only a thirty percent chance of winning against an ordinary condensing monk, but at this moment, he had six or seven percent certainty in his heart.

That's why he's so arrogant.

But as a result.

But it was beyond his expectations.

The golden flames that rose into the sky shattered without even a breath being sustained.

Followed by.

A force of ten thousand jun descended from the sky, easily defeating all his body protection qi directly.

"Bang. ”

With a loud bang, Ming Fengling's whole person was directly pressed to his knees on the ground.

He fell to his knees and bowed to him.

One palm.

Pressing the heirs!

"This ...... How is this possible?"

The crowd of onlookers was extremely shocked.

Ming Fengling is known as the first person of the younger generation in this generation of nineteen cities.

His strength is well known to all.

Especially with one hand, the remnants of the flame are decided, and the gods are mighty.

Even in the face of the strong condensation path, he didn't let half a step.

Although he is not as good as those who teach Tianjiao, he is also a rare genius.

Now.

How could it be so easy to lose?

"Ahhhh

Ming Fengling roared wildly, unwilling to accept this fact.

Golden dragons surged wildly around it.

Each fire dragon is enough to incinerate all kinds of spells.

But unfortunately, not only did he not break free, but was suppressed again.

"Boom!"

With a roar, Ming Fengling's whole person sank deep into the ground, and the ground made of blue jade stone directly pressed a human-shaped mark.

Hiss!

The crowd gasped and could no longer speak.

Li Lingfei and the others widened their eyes and couldn't believe it.

Nan Mingxuan's face was even more dead.

"Let go of me!"

"I'm going to exterminate the Manchus!!"

At this point.

Ming Fengling was still shouting wildly.

"Look for death. ”

Chen Yuan's eyes were cold.

"Crackling. ”

His palm pressed lightly again, and there was a sound like fried beans first, followed by Ming Fengling's screams.

I saw that his limbs were broken on the spot, his internal organs were broken, and the bones of his body were broken.

The whole person was pressed into the ground again, reaching a depth of more than ten meters.

Now, he couldn't even make a sound.

"Stop!"

Then.

A majestic voice suddenly came.

I saw the crowd lined up, and a man wearing a black solemn palace robe stepped over.

This person is none other than the city lord of Autumn Bow City, Li Jun.

The battle between Chen Yuan and Ming Fengling under the stage naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people on the stage.

"This fellow Daoist, why did you hurt people in my house?"

Li Jun's gaze swept over Chen Yuan, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"My lord, this person is the envoy of the Xiuzhi Hall, and there is some conflict with Brother Ming in words, so he blatantly made a move, completely ignoring the City Lord's Mansion and the Remnant Yang Sect, and asked the master to learn from it. ”

Nan Mingxuan bowed slightly and said righteously.

The status of the Nan family in Qiugong City is quite transcendent, and in terms of strength alone, the Nan family is on par with the Li family, and even faintly stronger.

"Cultivator Hall?"

Li Jun frowned slightly.

"Father, it's not like this......"

Li Lingfei swept Nan Mingxuan with cold eyes, wanting to explain.

But Li Jun glared at her and didn't give her a chance to speak.

But Li Jun seems that his daughter Li Lingfei is a disciple of the Remnant Yang Sect, no matter what the facts are, it is better not to open your mouth at this moment.

"Verbal conflict, there is such a conflict, Daoyou is a little too much, right?"

"The old man and several hall masters of the Xiuzhi Hall have also met a few times, do they know that you are doing something here, and you have also provoked the Remnant Yang Sect?"

"You must know that Ming Fengling has just become the heir of the Remnant Flame Sect and has not had much time, and he is favored by the sect master, if the Remnant Yang Sect is to blame, you Cultivation Hall will also have to weigh it. ”

Li Jun said leisurely.

In his heart, Chen Yuan was just a messenger, how could he compare to the true legend of the real Xianmen?

Even Ning Lao was a little worried.

He knew that Chen Yuan was not a person from the Cultivation Hall at all, and the head hall master would never stand up for him.

"Let him go, and if you are a first-time offender, I will not cure you. ”

Li Jun said in a deep voice.

"No punishment, this is not good!"

Then.

A middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume walked slowly.

The appearance of this middle-aged man is very similar to Nan Mingxuan.

This person is the head of the Nan family's generation, Nan Minghua.

In his opinion, this is an opportunity to make friends with the Remnant Yang Sect!

"Boy, let go of Ming Daoyou, kneel down to him again, and apologize!"

Nan Minghua's face turned cold, and he shouted.

He is a master in the late stage of condensation, and he has been in the top position for a long time, and he has his own majesty.

I saw that Nan Minghua's eyebrows were like swords, and his face was magnificent, and everyone around him was shocked.

"Let me out!!"

Although Ming Fengling couldn't speak, his divine thoughts could still shout.

Then.

Just when everyone was facing the two great condensation masters, Chen Yuan would back down, but he didn't expect that he would gently press his palm again.

"Poof!"

Ming Fengling in the deep pit was directly crushed into a cloud of blood mist.

The whole person, even the flesh and soul, turned into powder, turned into a ball of blood.

Die......

He's dead?

The legend of the remnant yang sect, Ming Fengling, died like this?

The crowd was petrified.

Everyone didn't dare to think that Chen Yuan would kill Ming Fengling in front of everyone!!

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(End of chapter)