Chapter 577: Awe-inspiring and fearless

Their arrogance Ling Feiyang did not respond, Changchunzi was holding back the fire in his belly, but he still endured the fire in his belly due to Ling Feiyang's majesty, he couldn't destroy Ling Feiyang's plan because of an insignificant little monk.

Although in fact, he didn't know what Ling Feiyang had planned......

The ancestor of the Sichuan Dao Sect returned to the table where the monks of the Sichuan Dao Sect were sitting and preached to the disciples under him, but he didn't know what he was talking about, but it was the eyes of the Purple Mansion Realm monks who fell on Ling Feiyang and the four of them.

An inaudible snort appeared in Ling Feiyang's ears, but it was like thunder.

Among the four, Ling Feiyang and Xi Qing's cultivation is the lowest, but Xi Qing is more than a step worse than Ling Feiyang.

Although Ling Feiyang was only a ninth-level cultivator of the True Yuan Realm on the surface, no matter what aspect he was talking about, Ling Feiyang was undoubtedly powerful, at least he could already compete with the cultivators of the Huadan Realm.

But Xi Qing was not, facing the coercion of the Purple Mansion Realm monks, Xi Qing's face couldn't help but change again and again, "Hmph......"

Xi Qing snorted, obviously suffering a big loss.

Ling Feiyang's face remained unchanged when he arrived, and his gaze couldn't help but look at the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.

"What do you mean?" Ling Feiyang's indifferent voice sounded, obviously he was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect just now.

Ling Feiyang's questioning voice made the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect frown even tighter, "Hmph, just a junior dares to be formless?!"

"Daoyou made the first move, but this remark is a bit of a reversal of black and white, right?" Ling Feiyang still said leisurely.

"Daoyou, can you also call it?" The Purple Mansion Realm of the Sichuan Dao Sect was a cold drink, but then he did not sit still any longer, but was very decisive to take the lead against Ling Feiyang.

The power of the Purple Mansion turned into a palm wind and sent out, "Boom!"

Although the summit of the Golden Sword Peak is not small, it is not necessarily very vast, and the first move here immediately attracts the attention of the surrounding monks. The monks who were still pushing cups and changing lamps back and forth all stopped.

What's going on? Could it be that there are still people making trouble at the Golden Sword Ancestor's feast?

Still puzzled, the monks couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from, the figure of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion Realm of the Sichuan Dao Sect was recognized by everyone at a glance, and just now on the high platform, they turned out that the figure of the Purple Mansion Realm monk was clearly seen.

However, this not only made everyone curious, what kind of person had the courage to confront the Purple Mansion Realm monks?

Ling Feiyang's position was relatively remote, and when their eyes were focused on this, there was no obstruction at all, and the cultivation of Ling Feiyang and their group was obviously inferior to that of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect.

But at this time, they did start a conflict with the monks of the Chuan Dao Sect, and everyone was watching them and watching the battle.

Ling Feiyang's cultivation was completely understood, the highest cultivation of Ling Feiyang and his group of four was only the fourth layer of the Hua Dan Realm, although the fourth layer of the Hua Dan Realm was a bit strange, but it did not have any aura of a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.

This made the Purple Mansion Realm monk of the Sichuan Dao Sect a little more sure in his heart, at least a monk like this kind of cultivation could not be his opponent at all, and it should not be a monk sent by some powerful force.

Ling Feiyang had just made a move to defuse the attack from the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect, which looked easy, but Ling Feiyang also felt a little more dignified in his heart, the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator was a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.

This Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect didn't take it seriously at all when he made a move just now, but the power of that palm may not be able to be resolved by anyone.

Ling Feiyang almost calmly defused this attack, which couldn't help but make this Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect secretly surprised, and he couldn't help but pay a little more attention to Ling Feiyang.

His divine sense turned around on Ling Feiyang's body, and he found that Ling Feiyang's cultivation had not reached the Transformation Pill Realm, at best, he was just a True Yuan Realm cultivator, but only with the True Yuan Realm cultivation, how could he easily take his attack?

"Boy, you're very interesting, but you're still not qualified to call me a fellow Daoist!" The Purple Mansion Realm Ancestor of the Sichuan Dao Sect sneered and struck again, but this time the momentum of the attack was much louder than before, "Boy, eat me!"

It was the same palm blast out, but the feeling was completely different, and the awe-inspiring aura that came to the face made a gust of wind blow around, and several tables that were close to it were knocked to the ground.

The Xingshao Dao people on the side wanted to step forward to help, but they were blocked by Ling Feiyang's hand, and Ling Feiyang had to face it alone.

Ling Feiyang calmly faced the brazen palm from the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect, and the previous random palm might not even bring out one-tenth of his strength.

However, this palm contained nearly forty percent of the strength, and this Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect was confident that he would seriously injure Ling Feiyang with one palm, and he should not cause any death.

If there is really a human life, it will not be easy to explain to the Golden Dao Ancestor, after all, today is the feast of the Golden Dao Ancestor, and if this is the case, it will not look good on anyone's face.

No matter who Ling Feiyang and they were, but at least one thing, Ling Feiyang was the guest of the Golden Dao Ancestor, and if Ling Feiyang and they really died here, it would basically be equivalent to slapping the Golden Dao Ancestor in the face.

Therefore, this Purple Mansion Realm cultivator of the Sichuan Dao Sect is still relatively measured, and Ling Feiyang can feel the power of this palm, but Ling Feiyang wants to test his body, and he doesn't know if he can withstand this palm.

Ling Feiyang stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, "Boom!"

There was another loud roar, the sound of the impact seemed to ring in his ears, and Ling Feiyang's figure was forced back a few steps by the invisible but shapely palm wind, but it did not seriously injure him as the Ancestor of the Sichuan Dao Sect thought.

The palm containing forty percent of the power only knocked Ling Feiyang back after colliding with Ling Feiyang's punch, but it didn't give Ling Feiyang any obvious damage.

The shallow footprints on the ground were enough to prove how much impact Ling Feiyang had endured just now, but Ling Feiyang carried it down, resisting the attack of the cultivators from the Purple Mansion Realm with the cultivation of the True Yuan Realm, and finally being so calm on the surface, it was not difficult to see how strong and solid Ling Feiyang's foundation was.

This result also really shocked the Purple Mansion Realm Ancestor of the Sichuan Dao Sect, he couldn't figure it out, how could Ling Feiyang and a True Yuan Realm cultivator be able to resist his palm?

He was puzzled, but his heart was full of anger at this time, a True Yuan Realm monk actually resisted his palm so 'easily', this was clearly a slap in the face!

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