Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 164: Neimenfang City

"Grass! So strong!"

Tan Yun's expression was solemn, and with the urge to scold his mother, he used his full strength to escape towards the spirit boat six hundred feet away!

Tan Yun knew very well that if he didn't escape at this time, the forty-three disciples of the Great Consummation of the Fetal Soul Realm would destroy themselves so that there would be no scum left!

At a distance of six hundred feet, Tan Yun's figure flickered three times, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped into the training room!

"call out!"

When Tan Yun entered the training room from the neck down, a cold sword qi struck from the back of his head!

Tan Yun's hair was standing on end, and when he quickly lowered his head, he felt a cold stabbing pain from the back of his neck, but it was the sword light that cut through the back of his neck and cut off his flying hair!

"Fucking risk!"

After Tan Yun successfully escaped into the training room, the boat wall above his head was closed, he gasped heavily, and blood spurted out from the wound on the back of his neck.

If Tan Yun's speed of getting into the training room was any slower, his head would be cut off!

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang..."

At this moment, forty-three masked disciples who stepped on the flying sword and came towards Tan Yun with murderous aura, while waving their wrists, tyrannical sword lights and sword lights slashed on the spirit boat!

Although the spirit boat was broken, it was a top-grade spiritual weapon known for its high-strength defensiveness. Therefore, in the raging attack, the shocking cracks grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the spirit boat did not burst immediately!

"If you continue to attack like this, the spirit boat will be destroyed!"

While Tan Yun was thinking, he steered the spirit boat, rushed towards the sky in an overwhelming attack, and threw away forty-three masked disciples within a breath!

"Damn it! We were careless!"

"That's right! Who would have thought that he, a handyman disciple, would be driving a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Spirit Boat!"

"what to do?"

The black cloth covered everyone's cheeks, and it was impossible to see their expressions. Just from the anxious tone of everyone, it could be guessed that everyone's faces were extremely ugly!

No one would have thought that the attack on Tan Yun would fail, but five fellow disciples in the Dzogchen Realm of the Fetal Soul Realm would be ruined!

Anger, aggrieved, occupied everyone's heart!

"What should I do? This bastard has the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Spirit Boat, and if he can't catch up with him, what else can he do!"

The leading masked disciple said angrily: "I'm just wondering, the top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit boat, is a magic weapon for flying, and its price is at least five times that of other top-grade spiritual weapons. Where did you get this bastard?"

Putting aside his doubts, this person looked back at the forty-two disciples, his eyes bright, "Tan Yun left Danmai, he would either go to the beast vein to find Mu Mengyan, or go to Qimai to find Zhongwu Shiyao, or go to the Five Souls One Pulse, looking for Xue Ziyan."

"Except for the three places, he is going to Fangshi. But no matter where he goes, he will return to Danmai!"

At this point, the man's eyes were dark, and he ordered: "You stay here to deal with all changes. I will return to the holy soul line immediately and find the magic weapon to deal with Tan Yun's top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit boat!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Song!" When the disciples responded, Song Qinglie plundered the spirit boat, and drove the spirit boat towards the direction of the holy soul...

Forty-two masked disciples from the lineage of the holy soul flew into the void one after another, lurking among the mountains, holding their breath.

At the same time, four hundred miles to the east, on a peak where no disciples lived, a burly male disciple in a brown robe with the word "beast" embroidered on his chest lightly closed his eyes and stood there.

This person is the proud disciple of the Second Elder of the Beast Soul: Fan Jian.

Fan Jiantai's Soul Realm is perfect, and among the disciples of the Second Elder, his strength ranks sixteenth! At the same time, he is also the strongest in the entire inner sect crouching dragon list!

Beside Fan Jian, stood a beautiful disciple who was like a disaster to the country and the people: Lin Xinyi.

Standing respectfully behind him were the nine disciples of the Great Consummation of the Fetal Soul Realm.

"Honey, is Tan Yun dead?" Lin Xinyi rolled her blurred and captivating eyes, and pressed her on Fan Jian's body.

Fan Jian withdrew his spiritual consciousness, opened his eyes, held Lin Xinyi in his arms with one hand, stroked Lin Xinyi's alluring body without hesitation in front of the nine juniors behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Tan Yun is not only alive , and also piloted the top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit boat, after crashing into two spirit boats belonging to the disciples of the Holy Soul lineage, a killer suddenly descended, killed five people, and escaped!"

As we all know, usually a Dzogchen monk in the fetal soul state can cover a radius of three hundred miles with spiritual consciousness.

Fan Jian is worthy of being a strong man of the lineage of the beast soul. With the Dzogchen cultivation base of the fetal soul state, the coverage of spiritual consciousness has reached a radius of four hundred miles. Know everything!

"Oh~, what should we do now?" Lin Xinyi looked at Fan Jian with a pair of winking eyes, twisting Miaoman's figure, and asked delicately.

"What to do, it's not too late to talk about it later. Now I'll deal with you bastard first..." Fan Jian suddenly picked up Lin Xinyi, and rushed into the forest...

Time flies like an arrow, and the morning will be four days later.

Tan Yun swooped down from the sea of ​​clouds in a spiritual boat, and after a while, he flew steadily in front of a city surrounded by mountains and filled with clouds and mist: Huangfufang City (Neimenfang City)

Huangfufang City, criss-crossing the mountains, with row upon row of pavilions in the city, neatly covered the ground, stretching for six hundred miles, like a crouching dragon crawling on the ground.

The 300-foot-tall city gate, with its dark and stalwart, looks like a dragon's head, looking in all directions in front of it.

Standing under the city gate, Tan Yun looked extremely small.

"According to the ancestral rules, the servants are not allowed to take off their clothes at any time, otherwise, they will be sentenced to death! This point is really fucking fucked up!"

After Tan Yun viciously despised a sentence in his heart, he bent down and grabbed a lump of dirt, quickly wiped it on his face, and even his whole body, and then walked straight towards the city in a dirty state.

In particular, Tan Yun used soil to paste the four characters of handyman medicine garden.

Under the city gate, twenty law enforcement disciples at the eighth level of fetal soul state stopped at the city gate on both sides.

On a rocking chair on the left side of the city gate, a law enforcement disciple who was like a fat pig and had a great consummation of fetal soul, was lying on his back leisurely like a grandfather, muttering something in his mouth.

When Tan Yun just stepped into the city gate, a law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with contempt and shouted, "Hey, hey! Stop!"

Tan Yun was confused, then turned his head, looked at the law enforcement disciples dully, bowed, and said nonuo: "Did you call me?"

"What the hell, isn't that nonsense!" The law enforcement disciple looked at Tan Yun with his nostrils upturned, "You can only enter Fangcheng by handing over ten low-grade spirit stones."

As soon as the words fell, the big fat man on the rocking chair stared at the law enforcement disciple with a stern face, and his nostrils snapped, "Huh?"

The law enforcement disciple trembled all over, looked at Tan Yun, and changed his words: "Fifty low-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing this, the fat man nodded in satisfaction, then hummed a little tune and closed his eyes.

Who are you? He is the son of an inner law enforcement elder!

To put it bluntly, in this one-acre three-point land in Neimenfang City, I am the prince!

As long as the handyman disciple enters the city, he can blackmail as much as he wants!