As soon as this oath was uttered, everyone present was speechless. Han Tianzang was also slightly moved, "Okay! You have said so, I believe you this time."

Ling Zhengfeng slowly walked towards Han Yingying. Han Yingying stepped back in horror. When Ling Zhengfeng took another step, she took a step back until her back was pressed against the wall and there was no way to retreat. She could only watch as Ling Zhengfeng's palm touched the top of her head and fainted.

The dizziness hit her, and she didn't know how long it had been. It might have been a moment, or a lifetime. She slowly opened her eyes, and she saw Ling Zhengfeng looking at her with a complex expression. She suddenly felt a warm current flow from the top of her head into her whole body.

Fear that the lost strength will gradually return to the body.

Ling Zhengfeng retracted his palm, sat back in his seat silently, and sighed: "The word love can do a lot of harm to people. It turns out that you are also a miserable person." He glared at Zhao Hanmo again, "You are not a good person either!"

What he said was incomprehensible, and Han Tianzang asked in confusion: "Master Ling, what is the result? I hope you can tell the truth."

Ling Zhengfeng shook his head, "I didn't discover the connection between the Han family and this matter just now, but I did learn some very interesting things. Since it is a private matter between your Zhao and Han families, I won't say anything more."

Han Tianzang spread his hands: "Then what does this mean?"

Ling Zhengfeng said to Zhao Hanmo: "Although I didn't get any useful information, the Zhao family will definitely not be able to clean up this matter. I will come again if necessary in the future." He then said to Han Tianzang: "Master Taisui, I'm sorry to bother you today.

Okay, I still have some important things to deal with back at the clan, so I won’t leave you here.”

After saying that, Ling Zhengfeng started to leave, but Han Tianzang laughed angrily, "Come and leave whenever you want. Ling Zhengfeng, you don't take me seriously!"

As he spoke, the figure of Han Tianzang who was sitting disappeared instantly, and appeared in front of Ling Zhengfeng the next moment. Although Ling Zhengfeng was old and stooped, he was still much taller than him. Han Tianzang just looked up at Ling Zhengfeng,

It looked very funny, but no one in the hall dared to laugh.

"Ling Zhengfeng, you can leave if you want..." Han Tianzang said as he took off his golden robe behind him.

"Let me test your depth!" As soon as he finished speaking, a arrogant aura burst out from Han Tianzang's short body. His eyes flashed strangely, and he waved forward with one hand without any fancy.

Ling Zhengfeng did not receive the palm forcefully, but kicked his left foot, stepped back, and said, "Zhenren Han, I have no intention of offending. When this matter comes to light in the future, how about Ling go to Hechuan to apologize to you?"

"Stop talking nonsense! The Lord God is here today, and I will keep you here!" With another palm, the ground in the hall cracked, and the strong palm wind carried the gravel and bombarded Ling Zhengfeng away, Han Tianzang deep

Knowing that there were things in this room that were tied up and he couldn't fully enjoy himself, he didn't use the magic method, but just used his energy to attack Ling Zhengfeng, trying to force him into the air.

Ling Zhengfeng was quite helpless, but he was secretly looking forward to it. Since the battle on Chenxing Island, he had never fought with anyone at full strength. Today seemed to be a good opportunity. Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Han Tianzang, fight here."

It's too frustrating, Batuu is full of mountains and mountains, how about we find a more spacious place?" After saying that, without waiting for Han Tianzang's consent, he stood up, broke open the roof, and flew away into the distance.

Although he knew that Ling Zhengfeng was looking for a place to fight, Han Tianzang said reluctantly: "Where to run!" He jumped towards the place where Ling Zhengfeng disappeared and pursued him.

Zhao Hanmo, who was still in the hall, looked at Fang Ji. Fang Ji nodded knowingly and stood up with his sword, wanting to go together to see what happened.

"In a fight in the divine realm, what qualifications do you ants have to watch the battle? Get back here!" An unparalleled sound came, and Fang Ji was the first to bear the brunt. He was thrown backward by the sound and fell to the ground. He suddenly felt his insides churning.

He spit out a mouthful of blood and laughed at himself. He knew that there was a huge gap between him and the master of Lianxu Hedao, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even block a single blow.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Hanmo quickly helped him up. "Master, I'm fine." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Fang Ji sighed softly: "Sure enough, I am invincible in the world. I am too confident."

Suddenly they heard loud rumbling noises, and they knew that these two peerless masters were already fighting. However, the loud noises did not last for too long. After half a cup of tea, there was no more sound.

Come.

"Is it over? So soon?" someone asked. The young man in white who had been silently opened his paper umbrella and jumped into the air.

He closed his umbrella and dropped it, "Master, the two masters fought against each other on a mountain. I don't know whether they will win or lose."

Everyone was dumbfounded, "Is this the cultivation of Lianxu Hedao?"

"Can you level a mountain with just a few moves? It's really shocking."

"Gitui...it's a good thing we didn't start a fight here, otherwise our lives would be safe."

Everyone was still talking outside the hall, but the two people in the mountains stood face to face on the top of the mountain they had leveled, looking at each other speechlessly.

After a while, Han Tianzang laughed, and the sound made the trees in the mountain rustle. Ling Zhengfeng also laughed, "Han Tianzang, this is the purpose of your coming today, right? You and I are close to the way of heaven, and most of the people in the clan have direct bloodline

We have already died, and the family relationship for us is not even as good as the relationship between master and disciple. This time you came here with great fanfare just to find out my background, so what, does it still satisfy you?"

"Hahaha, Master Ling is just laughing. To tell you the truth, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time. Today is a rare opportunity, so I shamelessly came over to ask for a few tips. I've become addicted to it. I hope Master Ling won't take offense. As for

Brother Ling, you can take care of the Zhao family's affairs. As long as you can save Han Yingying's life, you can do whatever you want with the others."

Ling Zhengfeng took it calmly when he heard Han Tianzang calling him 'brother', "Brother Han, I feel relieved. Well, your friends are here. I don't like the excitement, and I have no intention of making friends with strangers, so I'll go ahead."

One step forward, see you later!"

Han Tianzang cupped his hands and said, "See you later!"

As soon as Ling Zhengfeng walked away, a joking voice came over, "Han Chaozi, why are you so angry today? You have leveled the mountain. Who was that person just now? His spiritual power is so strong that he is on par with you."

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Han Tianzang said angrily: "Fu Monkey! I can smell the stench of your mouth from eight hundred miles away! Sooner or later, I will ask Miss Xiwu to make an elixir to silence your throat!"

"Yo yo yo, you are almost 200 years old, why do you still call me Miss Xiwu? I'm so ashamed!" As the voice came, a tall and thin old man in a purple robe fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!