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The moment the Fire Beacon Jade Talisman exploded, a huge force was released from it. This power was very strange. The moment it appeared, it fused with the void and disappeared. At the same time, Fang Wenda took three steps back. Just as he retreated, a flash of light shone from his original location, and a small-scaled teleport array appeared right after.

From the teleport array, a middle-aged man walked out. He was dressed in a grayish-brown daoist robe and was around forty years old. His eyes emitted a glow of wisdom. If one looked carefully, this person looked somewhat similar to Fang Wenda. It was clear that this person had some blood ties with him. Although his cultivation was also in the early spirit transformation stage Realm, his aura could not compare to Han Yan's.

Seeing this man walk out of the teleport array, Fang Wenda's face lit up, and said: "Third Uncle …"

Fang Hongming nodded, his gaze sweeping across everyone and casually falling on his nephew. He asked: "What happened?" When he was looking at the group earlier, he purposely paused for a moment on Han Yan and the Xiao Hui. It was clear that he could also see that the cultivation levels of the two were on par with his, and had even surpassed his. After all, Han Yan and the Xiao Hui had both hidden their auras, and their methods were extremely clever, so Fang Hong Gang was not able to see through their cultivation.

After Fang Wenda had gotten his shield, he became bold and pointed to the Xiao Hui and Han Yan: "Third Uncle, I saw a piece of porcelain in a Shop and wanted to buy it. The shop owner saw that I was just a young master and purposely made things difficult for me, so no matter how much I bid, it won't be sold. In the end I couldn't stand his sarcasm and took it and left. I didn't expect him to come after me. "

"Later on, we started to argue here. Originally, everything was fine, but in the end, there were two more people who came out. Not only did you stand up for the shopkeeper, you even insulted me and my family. " Fang Wen Shan glared at Han Yan and Xiao Hui, and continued to exaggerate matters further. "Third Uncle, your nephew's cultivation is not high, and is not a match for these two, but they still have to kill your nephew.

Hearing this, not only did Fang Honggang not blame him, but he also nodded his head in praise. He said seriously, "You did right. Let these troublesome people see how our Fang family can't be bullied just because we want to." After he finished speaking, he gave Fang Wenda a gaze that told him not to worry, and continued: "Wen Da, since Third Uncle is here, he will definitely stand up for you.

When Fang Hong Gang said till here, he changed the topic and asked Han Yan and the rest: "You sure have guts, but this is the Sirius City. "No one in the city has ever dared to touch a member of the Fang family. Even if the City Lord has come, he must give some face to our Fang family." He first put a high hat on the Fang family to show that they were noble. Then he continued, "Since you dare to do this, you should know how serious the situation is. I don't want to kill anyone today, cripple your cultivation bases!"

When he said that, the surrounding people all had a look of watching a good show. They also wanted to see what Han Yan and the rest would do. However, according to the situation just now, the possibility of a war was higher. If the other party was truly afraid of the Fang family, then that cultivator would not have said something like that.

As expected, it was as everyone thought. As soon as Fang Hong Gang finished his words, the Xiao Hui snorted and said disdainfully: "What, I don't dare to fight, so I called the old one over. It's boring, I just called one over. I can't even move a muscle. Oh right, old fellow, do you have a beautiful daughter-in-law! Oh, I was wrong. Your wives are all old women. How about this! Call your daughters over and sleep with me for two nights. Then, the grudge between us will be written off. What do you think? "

Fang Honggang's face turned extremely ugly, one cyan and one purple. Finally, he could no longer control his emotions and roared, "Bastard, this old man will kill you right now!" After saying that, he patted the storage bag by his waist and took out a white silver needle. With a flash of his white light, he swiftly rushed towards the Xiao Hui.

The moment the silver needle flew in front of the Xiao Hui, Fang Wenda snorted coldly and thought to himself, "Brat, my Third Uncle's silver needle can be refined using a dragonsoul stone and ordinary magical equipment can be destroyed in an instant. I want to see how you withstand it." He had a complacent look, his eyes were filled with excitement, looking at the Xiao Hui as if he was looking at a dead man.

The Xiao Hui's expression was natural, there was not a shred of worry on its face.

The moment the silver needle flew towards the Xiao Hui, all the onlookers were so excited that they were certain that the Xiao Hui would die. However, the next scene caused everyone to widen their eyes. Many cultivators could not even see how the Xiao Hui had done it. The Xiao Hui suddenly opened its mouth wide and sucked forcefully, and the silver needle was sucked into its body. Fang Hong Gang then cried out involuntarily: "How is this possible, how is this possible …."

Fang Wenda's face sank, and asked: "Third Uncle, what's wrong?"

What happened to Fang Honggang? Other than the Xiao Hui, only Han Yan knew what was going on.

The surrounding cultivators all thought that the Xiao Hui was human, and didn't think too much about it. Although the Demonic Beast could transform into a human, a Demonic Beast of the lower level of Divine Beast would more or less have a bit of the Demonic Beast's aura. However, there was one exception, and that was the Demonic Beast s that hid their auras extremely well. Even though they had not reached the Divine Beast Realm, cultivators in the same realm would still be able to sense the aura of the Demonic Beast on their bodies.

Everyone could perhaps accept the Demonic Beast using such a spell, but it was truly unbelievable for a human to be able to use such a spell.

After Fang Hong Gang's silver needle was swallowed by the Xiao Hui, the Xiao Hui used its engulfing technique to forcefully wipe away the spiritual sense on it, causing Fang Hong Gang to be unable to contact the silver needle. One had to know that this silver needle was Fang Honggang's life talisman treasure. Once it was taken away and his Spiritual Sense Imprint was erased, his cultivation would be greatly reduced.

The Xiao Hui opened its mouth and spat out the silver needles. It shook its head at Fang Hong Gang and said, "Do you want to take them back?"

Only then did Fang Hong Gang understand what was going on. He glared at the Xiao Hui and said angrily: "Brat, don't you dare be complacent …"

The Xiao Hui laughed, and acted like a hooligan, and said: "I am so proud, what can you do to me? "If you want, exchange it for your daughter …" The words he spoke, and his sloppy attitude, didn't seem like they belonged to a cultivator at all, but more like those of a gangster. Han Yan felt that, ever since the Xiao Hui took human form, the difference was just too huge.

Fang Hong Gang roared. Just as he was about to slap the storage bag at his waist, he heard his nephew say, "Third Uncle, this man is powerful. Let's wait for uncle and the others to come!" Although he was a playboy, he was not stupid. He knew when to fight and when not to fight head on.

Hearing his nephew's words, Fang Honggang calmed down and glared at the Xiao Hui.

Not long later, a bright light flashed before them and the three of them appeared at the same time.

The three of them were both middle-aged men, and their ages were about the same as Fang Honggang. When they appeared, they saw the two people in front of them, one of the man asked: "Wen Da, what happened, why did you pinch and explode the Fire Beacon Jade Talisman?" His voice wasn't loud, but it was abnormally stern. From his appearance, he looked eighty percent similar to Fang Wenda, and it wasn't hard to tell that he was Fang Wenda's father.

Sure enough, after Fang Wenda heard the man's words, his eyes flashed and he muttered: "Father, I …"

Fang Zhenlong snorted, his gaze sweeping across his son, and said fiercely: "I don't want to hear your explanation right now, but since you have already stirred up trouble, let's settle this first! The Fang family's dignity cannot be trampled upon. " His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with the aura of a king. It was obvious that this person had comprehended the Dao of King.

If one used their Dao-heart to cast a spell, it would be able to shock everyone. Even those with a low cultivation level would feel like they had to submit in an instant. Although this dao was powerful, it couldn't be compared to domineering. The path of king only made people feel that they were being submissive and uncontrollable. Domineering was different. Once used, everyone would feel a sense of fear. The lower the cultivation of a person was, the more obvious the feeling would be.

After Fang Zhenlong finished speaking, he turned around to look at Han Yan and the others. Finally, his gaze landed on Han Yan as he said: "I don't want to hear what happened. Right now, there are only two choices. One is to die in my hands, and the second is to apologize to my son, then cripple your cultivation and get out of Sirius City, do you understand? "

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Han Yan snorted coldly, and said with a sneer: "I originally didn't want to blow the matter, I only wanted to kill a son of yours.

Fang Zhenlong's face sank, and said gloomily: "What arrogant words. How could a lowly commoner like you be able to kill my son? I don't care which cultivator young master you are, and I don't want to know where you came from. Since you've said that, I just want to teach you a lesson on behalf of your family's elders. "

Fang Zhenlong recognized all the big families on Heavenly Wolf Star. He had never seen this person speak to him without fear. Furthermore, from the tyrannical words he said, it could be seen that he was not an ordinary cultivator. It was because of this that Fang Zhenlong was sure that the other party was a young master from a cultivator clan.

Just then, Fang Wenda, who was hiding behind everyone, suddenly spoke out: "Father, he is not some Young Master, how could a young master stand up for the store owner?"

Fang Zhenlong raised an eyebrow and looked at Han Yan with a bit of astonishment.

Han Yan's expression was calm as he slowly said, "Your son is right. Not only am I not a descendant of some great clan, I am also a rogue cultivator in a mountain village. I am not a noble, so I am unable to understand the life of the nobility. Since everyone is being unreasonable, I don't mind killing them all. " His voice was not loud, but it was abnormally cold. His eyes, in particular, made those who saw them feel chilled to the bone.

Fang Zhenlong's expression did not change, but his heart surged with great waves as he thought to himself, "What kind of person is this? Not only is he not afraid of talking to me, he actually speaks in such a lowly manner?" He thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the reason. Finally, he coldly snorted and said, "It doesn't matter if you're a noble young master or not. From today onwards, you don't belong to this world of living beings." He slapped the storage pouch on his waist and took out a pair of golden hammers.

This golden sledgehammer was called the Heaven Shaking Hammer. It was about fifteen meters long and completely golden. It was hard to tell what material it was made of. When the ray of light shone upon it, it emitted a blinding light, causing people to look at it with contempt. Fang Zhenlong held one in each hand and then raised it high up in the air. An enormous Ruler's Qi was being emitted from his body. At this moment, he was like the sovereign who descended upon the world.

Fang Zhenlong coldly looked at Han Yan, disdain flashing past his eyes, and said: "You can die now." His voice wasn't loud, but the tone he spoke was like an emperor executing a mortal.

The moment this voice was heard, the surrounding cultivators all felt their legs go soft, and one by one, they kneeled to the ground.

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