"Your cultivation level is pretty good, but you are still far from the divine realm! I wonder which one you are, Feng Wu or Yun Xiao, a descendant?" Fang Hao asked with a smile.
"Bold! How can you mention the names of our ancestors?"
As soon as Fang Hao finished speaking, Fang Ying rushed towards him like an angry lion.
Before running away, with an indomitable momentum, he punched out with a terrifying power that shattered the void, hitting Fang Hao.
"Strange, the power of his punch... seems to be no longer below the level of the God King!"
The moment Fang Ying punched him, Fang Hao was slightly shocked.
His perception was definitely not wrong. This Fang Ying had definitely not broken through to the divine realm yet, but the power he unleashed was enough to rival the God King.
"How can you understand my royal killing fist?"
Facing Fang Hao, Fang Ying did not hold back at all, using deadly punches to hit the flesh, as if he would not give up until he killed Fang Hao.
However, Fang Hao did not directly subdue him, but through constant fights, he found out Fang Ying's cultivation level.
However, the longer the fight lasted, the more he felt that his descendant was a bit weird.
According to Fang Ying's current state, he is still far away from the divine realm, but his combat power is at the peak of the God King.
It is absolutely unusual to have such cross-realm combat power without the help of artifacts.
"Who is this foreign kid? He looks young, but his combat power is even more powerful than mine!"
If Fang Hao was just surprised by Fang Ying's fighting power, then Fang Ying was completely shocked.
He had no idea that the foreign boy in front of him, who was dressed like an ancient man, could be so powerful. He had obviously tried his best.
However, he seemed to be careless and did not respond with all his strength.
"This farce must end!"
After testing out Fang Ying's true strength, Fang Hao's eyes narrowed and he slapped a palm in an instant.
"boom……"
In an instant, Fang Ying, who originally had the upper hand, was blown away by Fang Hao's fierce palm wind. He retreated several hundred meters before he could stop himself.
"You are no match for me. Take me to see the Fang family quickly. I have something important to discuss with them." After repelling Fang Ying, Fang Hao said indifferently.
He entered the road of reincarnation and was excited to return to Kyushu, but when he thought that the Demon Emperor and the Holy Lord were both in Kyushu, his mood was not so good.
Fang Ying took a deep breath, adjusted the energy and blood stirred up by Fang Hao's breath in his body, and said in a cold voice: "Do you think anyone in our Fang family can see you? Besides, you, a junior from a foreign land, have nothing to do with our Fang family.
Easy to talk about?"
"You said you're my junior? If we really talk about seniority, I can be considered your great-grandfather. Stop talking nonsense and just lead the way."
Fang Hao, who was concerned about the safety of the Holy Lord, didn't bother to care about Fang Ying's feelings. He came in front of him in a flash, and then directly sealed his cultivation in the shocked eyes of the citizens of Hope City.
Although Fang Hao didn't know how his physical body was formed, since he could freely activate the power of the Emperor's Seal, he would not waste this opportunity.
"You can actually seal my cultivation so easily. Who are you?"
Seeing how easily Fang Hao sealed it, Fang Ying finally realized that Fang Hao was unusual.
Fang Hao smiled enigmatically and said, "I can't tell you now, but you will naturally know after you take me to meet the Fang family."
"Okay, I promise to take you to Fang's house. You want to die yourself. Why don't I stop you?"
Fang Yingruo, whose cultivation was sealed, said something pointedly, and then led Fang Hao into Hope City under the gazes of the city residents.
As he continued to go deeper, Fang Hao felt more and more that the intensity of the aura in the Hope City had reached an appalling level.
The richness of spiritual energy has exceeded Daluo Secret Realm several times, and the flow of time inside seems to be different from the outside world.
"You noticed it, right? To tell you the truth, this City of Hope is now the ancestral home of our Fang family. Ancestor Yunxiao is sitting in this City of Hope. If you know what to do, leave as soon as possible, otherwise you may not even have the chance to regret it later.
None."
Fang Ying looked at Fang Hao, who was frowning, with indescribable pride on his face.
However, before he could finish his words, Fang Hao stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head and said: "Now that you know that you are a member of the Fang family, you should be more careful in your words and actions, and be less rude!
"
Seeing that he was actually being taught a lesson by this half-grown boy, Fang Ying felt depressed in his heart.
However, when he thought about his cultivation being banned, he could only swallow his anger for the time being.
"Hmph, when the ancestor takes action, no matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid you'll have to be captured obediently."
Fang Ying resisted the urge to take action and led Fang Hao into the city lord's palace.
This Hope City is the only city in the Hope Oasis, and Fang Hao, as the patron saint of Kyushu, naturally sits in it.
After entering the city lord's mansion, Fang Ying led Fang Hao all the way without any obstruction, and finally came to the hall.
Immediately, Fang Hao saw a white-haired old man standing on top of a painting in the inner hall with his back to him, as if the old monk was in meditation.
"Ancestor Yunxiao!"
After seeing the white-haired old man, Fang Ying knelt down on the ground and saluted.
Then he opened his mouth and pointed at Fang Hao and said: "Ancestor, this foreign visitor, said that he has important matters to discuss with you, Ancestor. Do you think you need me to call other tribesmen back?"
"A mere person from a foreign land scared you like this, and you have the nerve to call yourself the God of Killer. It's really an embarrassment to our family."
Ancestor Yunxiao slowly turned around, scolded Fang Ying, and then raised his head to look at Fang Hao.
"Who are you……"
However, when he saw the young man behind Fang Ying, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, showing an expression of extreme shock.
"Your eyesight is not bad. If you can't recognize me, I'm afraid no one in the Nine Provinces will know my true identity." Fang Hao said with a smile.
"You are joking. Even if no one in the world recognizes you, how could I not recognize you? Over the past hundred years, the only thing that has kept me alive is waiting for your return. God has paid off and I finally
Still waiting!"
The white-haired Fang Yunxiao burst into tears after seeing the young-looking Fang Hao, and his voice was almost choked with sobs.
"Ancestor, what are you doing? This kid is from a foreign land..."
"Crack!"
Before Fang Ying could finish speaking, Fang Yunxiao slapped him in the face, and then shouted loudly: "You little bastard, you can't even recognize your own ancestors, how dare you call yourself a member of the Fang family?"
"Open your eyes and see clearly the painting hanging in the inner hall, and then tell me who he is!" Fang Yunxia said angrily.
Fang Ying covered her cheek and looked at her ancestor with a blank expression, then subconsciously looked up at the painting in the inner hall.
The painting hanging above the inner hall is the portrait of Fang Hao, the ancestor of their Fang family, the Heavenly Emperor of Nine Provinces. All the disciples of the Shi Clan have seen it countless times.
Although Fang Ying didn't understand the ancestor's intention, he still observed it carefully again.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it almost scares the soul out of him.
Because, he suddenly discovered that the portrait of his ancestor painted by Dan Qing was 80% similar to the foreign boy he brought with him.
"Is he...an ancestor of our Fang family?"
After discovering the clue, Fang Ying looked at Fang Hao again, his eyes filled with awe. (To be continued)