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Chapter 1777 The rules of Baizhangfang City!

After the evil disaster broke out in Muyun Prefecture, Lin Zhanpeng made plans against him several times, and Su Twelve was no stranger to this person.

Memories flashed through my mind.

Feeling the aura emanating from the figure on the teleportation platform, Su Twelve was certain that the other party must be Lin Zhanpeng Wuxin.

However, he was very surprised that the other party succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and became a being in the out-of-body stage.

But then I thought about it, I was trapped for nearly a hundred years just by breaking the formation in Tiandu.

One hundred years is not a short period of time, and many changes have occurred.

It was enough to break through the tribulation and reach the out-of-body stage, but why did he appear here?

Could it be that...Muyun Prefecture, or Lei Prefecture, has other teleportation arrays leading to the Holy Land of Cultivation of Immortals.

But even so, why did he come alone.

What exactly happened there?

In an instant, thousands of thoughts bloomed in Su Twelve's mind like fireworks. Thinking of the evil disaster that broke out in Muyun Prefecture, familiar faces from the past appeared in front of his eyes uncontrollably.

There he has his friends and his disciple Feng Fei who is like a family member.

To say that I'm not worried would be a lie.

Despite his complicated mood, Su Twelve did not show any expression on his face. After the strange color flashed in his eyes, he quickly returned to normal, and he did not keep staring at Lin Zhanpeng's figure on the teleportation array.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you... know this senior who is in the out-of-body stage?"

Although Su Twelve's expression changed subtly, Hu Yijin was the closest, so he still noticed something and hurriedly came over and asked quietly.

"That's right, we just met a few times!"

Su Twelve said calmly without explaining too much.

After saying that, he rolled his eyes, turned around and left.

When he first met Lin Zhanpeng, he wanted to ask him about the situation of Muyun Prefecture and other forces.

But thinking about the person he is and the current state of his cultivation,

I had no choice but to suppress this thought for the time being.

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to get reliable information from the other party, he had to use other methods.

Moreover, the fact that Lin Zhanpeng can appear here means that...it is very likely that other monks who were familiar with him in the past have already arrived first.

Seeing that Su Twelve had no intention of saying anything more, Hu Yijin curled his lips, not wanting to ask any more questions.

Taking a deep breath, he immediately followed Su Twelve quickly.

However, the two of them didn't get far.

The middle-aged monk's voice sounded again.

"Hey! You're a blind guy. You just teleport. Why are you standing there all the time? Are you laying eggs? You're occupying the latrine and not pooping. Why don't you get down quickly?!"

The middle-aged monk who had been staring at Su Twelve and the others saw the figure of the monk in the out-of-body stage appearing on the teleportation platform.

He was slightly stunned at first, then saw the other person looking around curiously, and immediately knew that the other person must be a new arrival.

At that moment, his spirit was shaken, and then he opened his mouth and started to curse loudly.

A loud voice coupled with unpleasant words.

Su Twelve and Hu Yijin were also stunned and looked at each other quickly.

"Huh? This guy dares to challenge even the existence of out-of-body experience?"

Hu Yijin's eyes widened in surprise, with an incredible look and expression on his face.

"Let's see and then talk!"

Seeing Lin Zhanpeng, known as the Boxing King of the East China Sea, being so provoked, Su Twelve immediately became interested.

Lin Zhanpeng is known as the King of Fighters of the East China Sea, and he was once the king of the underground forces in the East China Sea Islands. Needless to say, he is powerful, and he is extremely arrogant in his daily actions.

This kind of person is not like him

Same.

At this moment, he stopped moving forward, stopped where he was, quickly turned around and looked back, and silently watched with interest.

"Boy? Are you... talking about me?"

On the teleportation array stage, the King of Fighters of the East China Sea frowned, and two sharp and domineering eyes fell like sharp arrows on the middle-aged monk.

Impacted by invisible pressure, the middle-aged monk's face changed slightly and he was obviously uncomfortable.

But two crazy looks flashed in his eyes, "Why, is there someone else besides you on this teleportation array?"

The middle-aged monk raised his head with an arrogant look, his eyes full of provocation.

As soon as these words came out, they directly ignited the anger in Donghai Boxing King Lin Zhanpeng's heart.

Although there was doubt in my heart, it only passed by for a moment.

He has always been arrogant and arrogant. How has he ever been so angry, especially when he was provoked by a Nascent Soul monk.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

With a cold snort, Lin Zhanpeng took a step forward and walked out of the teleportation array platform.

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ran's true energy stirred up and turned into a fist shadow that was almost imperceptible, but concealed amazing power, and slammed towards the middle-aged monk in front of him.

Lin Zhanpeng's attack was extremely fierce and without any warning.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged monk's breath was stagnant, and he was suddenly in danger of life and death.

The sudden attack rushed in front of him, and the middle-aged monk couldn't help but widen his eyes. There was no longer any madness or calculation, but only shock and surprise.

But just when he was in danger and his life was hanging by a thread.

"Bold! You dare to kill people for no reason in Baizhangfang City. Is your fellow Taoist looking for death?!"

A stern reprimand sounded from a distance.

As the voice fell, more majestic true energy came with it, quickly condensing into a defensive light shield in front of the middle-aged monk.

>Although Lin Zhanpeng's offensive was powerful, after destroying the defensive mask with one blow, the remaining power was still dissipated.

Behind the defensive mask, the middle-aged monk recovered from the disaster and quickly retreated to distance himself from Lin Zhanpeng.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

In the sight, an old-looking monk wearing light yellow robes, with white hair, a long white beard, and a long white beard was approaching from the sky.

The person who came was carrying a white fly whisk and his clothes were windless. He looked like a fairy.

The two long eyebrows add an air of majesty.

His cultivation level is almost invisible, he may have come from the air, and blocked Lin Zhanpeng's punch from the air. It is obvious that his cultivation level is not inferior to Lin Zhanpeng's.

Seeing the person coming, the middle-aged monk shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

"Elder Fan, this person relies on his cultivation during the out-of-body period and completely ignores the rules of our Baizhangfang City. I hope the elder can uphold justice!!!"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, as if he were weak and helpless, and his arrogance and arrogance no longer appeared.

"Don't worry, since I'm here, I will never allow arrogant people to indulge in evil in Baizhangfang City!"

Elder Fan nodded slightly and held his beard in his hand.

As he said that, his sharp eyes fell on Donghai Boxing King Lin Zhanpeng.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have anything to explain to what he just said?"

"Explanation? What to explain? This person is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he dares to humiliate and provoke Lin! It is his own fault to take his life!"

Lin Zhanpeng snorted coldly, his powerful aura fluctuated around his body, his attitude was very strong, and the eyes he looked at the middle-aged monk were still filled with murderous intent.

Elder Fan in front of him is naturally not weak in cultivation, and he is also in the early stages of the out-of-body stage.

But he is also an out-of-body monk, so he is naturally not afraid!


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