1062: C1062 Fang's Name

C1062 Fang's Name

"Young Hero Gao, this old man is busy with official business. I will take my leave now."

Faang Mingxuan saluted Gao Feng and turned around to leave.

Since he was already here, leaving wouldn't be that easy. He had to leave something behind.

Gao Feng stopped him, "Dead Old Ghost, wait, did I let you go?"

Faang Mingxuan immediately stopped when he heard that. He was afraid of irritating Gao Feng, who would cripple his cultivation. Even if he had a rank 16 Face Preserving Pill, it would be difficult for him to recover to his thirties or forties.

"Young Hero Gao, feel free to speak." Faang Mingxuan lowered his posture.

It was the right way for a man to bow to others, and a fool if he could not bow to them. Like the rest of the men from the Wei family, they could only cripple their cultivation base.

"You are the prime minister of the imperial court. You can be said to be above everyone else. How could I, a commoner, dare to instruct a first rank official of the imperial court like you? I still want to live for a few more years." Gao Feng laughed at himself.

"Young Hero Gao, you must be joking. With your current strength, you should be able to become the Martial Chief. The Martial Chief is able to share the limelight equally with the current Emperor. According to rank, I am much lower than you." Faang Mingxuan flattered.

Although Gao Feng did not care about being the chief of the Martial Arts Alliance, Faang Mingxuan's words were pleasing to the ears, and Gao Feng's expression immediately turned better.

Seeing the smile on Gao Feng's face, Wei Chao and Wei Hao were filled with regret. If his mouth was as powerful as Faang Mingxuan's, Gao Feng would not have wasted his cultivation.

This was the difference in power between the two of them. It was no wonder that most of the generals had died at the hands of the civil officials.

Sun noticed the expression on Brother Wei Hao's face and said to Faang Mingxuan, "Cut the crap and get back to business. If you weren't Martial Stylite, how could you have stayed in the air for two hours? "

If one had not reached the Martial Immortal Stage realm, it was impossible to fly in the air, much less stay still in the air for an hour.

It was harder to stay still in the void than to fly. If a person could fly for two hours, then he could at most stay still in the void for an hour. On the other hand, Faang Mingxuan stayed still in the air for more than two hours.

"The difficulty level of his cultivation is Martial God Stage?" Wei Hao asked in surprise.

Gao Feng replied without hesitation: "He really does have Martial God Stage, and he's two ranks higher than you."

"Seventh Grade, he's actually Seventh Grade, how is this possible?" Even though Gao Feng had already pointed out Faang Mingxuan's cultivation level, Wei Hao still had a stupefied expression on his face, "This old man also has Martial God Stage, I should be able to see his cultivation level. But why can't this old man even sense his aura?"

"What's there to be curious about? He must have practiced a technique that can hide his aura." At this point, Gao Feng looked at Faang Mingxuan, "Dead Old Ghost, am I right?"

Faang Mingxuan had indeed cultivated a relatively special cultivation technique. Most people wouldn't be able to sense his aura, but he didn't dare to admit it in front of everyone's eyes.

The son of the dynasty's cultivation base was Sixth Grade, but he had Seventh Grade without revealing anything, what did he want to do? Did he want to replace him without anyone noticing?

If news of him using Seventh Grade were to spread out, the current Prince would definitely ask what his intentions were. At that time, even if he had a hundred mouths, he wouldn't be able to say it clearly.

Faang Mingxuan said with a smile: "Young Hero Gao, you are very smart, but you have also seen wrongly, this old man has indeed cultivated a special technique, but it is only Seventh Grade, and does not pose a threat to anyone."

He clearly had Seventh Grade, yet he said it was Seventh Grade. What did this mean?

Gao Feng didn't hang out in the government and didn't know the rules of the government. He didn't know what Faang Mingxuan meant by that, but Faang Mingxuan gave him a sweet date first and then gave him a slap. This made him very angry.

Gao Feng replied without a care: "Whether you are Seventh Grade or not, this young master can test it out with a single kick. I can cripple Wei Hao's cultivation with a single kick, and I can cripple your cultivation with a single kick as well. Not only will I believe you, I will also believe that you have Seventh Grade, and even Marshal Wei will believe that you have Seventh Grade. Marshal Wei, don't you think so? "

"Yes, yes, yes. Master Fang, as long as your cultivation is crippled by Young Hero Gao, not only will this marshal believe that you have no cultivation, even the emperor will believe that you are a scholar who has no struggles in the world." Wei Hao wanted to stir up trouble.

Faang Mingxuan was Wei Hao's nemesis. Now that his cultivation base had been crippled by Gao Feng, he would definitely not be reused again. If Faang Mingxuan's cultivation base had also been crippled, then even if he was still in a high position, he might not be reused.

This was how humans were, and they were especially jealous, especially towards their opponents. It was impossible for one to find a better opponent than oneself. If he was unlucky, then the other side would be even more unlucky than him. That way, his mood would be better.

Faang Mingxuan did not pay attention to Wei Hao's words. He smiled at Gao Feng and said: "Young Hero Gao, stop joking around. This old man's cultivation is only at Seventh Grade.

"In front of the opponent, this young master will never joke around."0

Gao Feng's face sank and killing intent surged. Faang Mingxuan felt his heart tremble as he thought to himself, "As expected, his reputation is well-deserved. I am not his match at all, so I shouted into the air:" Duke Du, save me! "

Just as Faang Mingxuan finished his sentence, Du Ruhai floated down from the sky and said to Liu Tie, "Son-in-law, can you spare me just because of my face?"

"Gao Feng …"

Du Yijun knew Gao Feng very well. She was afraid that Gao Feng would contradict her father and embarrass him, so she immediately pulled on Gao Feng's sleeve.

"I'm fine." Gao Feng gave Du Yijun a comforting look before looking at Faang Mingxuan, "For the sake of my father-in-law, I can spare your life, but I can't escape from death …"

With that, Gao Feng made his move towards Faang Mingxuan. No, he made his move.

Gao Feng moved extremely fast. Before Faang Mingxuan could even react, a bloody wound appeared on his abdomen from Gao Feng's kick. Faang Mingxuan's cultivation was also draining away rapidly, and he had aged a lot in an instant.

Gao Feng looked at Faang Mingxuan's wrinkled face and said with a smile, "This is what a pure scholar looks like."

Then he looked at Wei Hao and asked, "Wen Chen should look like a civil servant. Marshal Wei, don't you think so?"

Faang Mingxuan didn't attack Gao Feng. If Faang Mingxuan said he would cripple, then he would cripple it. But if he attacked Gao Feng, then it wouldn't be as simple as crippling his cultivation base right?

Wei Hao was so scared that his face turned ashen, and he replied mechanically: "Yes yes yes..."

Gao Feng looked at Wei Hao and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you either."

As the sun rose from the west, Wei Hao asked in disbelief: "You're going to let me go?"

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