The monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes never dared to come in again after this attack. Ling Fan's speed had reached a point that shocked him.

This battle seemed to be a very simple thing in a moment, but it was not as simple as the surface. Ling Fan was able to defeat the thick-browed and big-eyed monk in seconds because at that subtle moment he had already used the weirdness and speed of the magical arts to the extreme.

The weirdness of the magical movement technique is that sometimes it seems slow but it is as fast as lightning, and sometimes it seems fast but it is as fast as a turtle, which will create an illusion. This is the wonder of the magical movement technique. Of course, Ling Fan cannot even do the magical movement technique now, but he can now simply use the weirdness of the magical movement technique. In addition, the monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes is a five-star spirit wise man, so he naturally doesn't take it seriously like a two-star spirit wise man like Ling Fan. Therefore, due to his carelessness and the strangeness of Ling Fan's footwork, based on the above two points, Ling Fan unexpectedly defeated a five-star spirit wise man. Of course, this is just an ordinary five-star spirit wise man, and sometimes the difference in strength at the same level is also huge.

Ling Fan walked to the stone bed, sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and entered a state of cultivation.

The spiritual sels here are indeed much richer than other places in the Tianyun Realm. The density of spiritual selves is probably twice that of Ling Fan before, which is ten times that of the outside world! And this is the first layer of the Spirit Gathering Peak, and the density of spiritual selves on the two layers above is probably even more terrifying!

Although the spirits on the two levels above will be more intense, Ling Fan did not plan to go up to practice. He is not strong now and his fists are not strong enough. He is asking for trouble when he goes up. Ling Fan plans to practice here peacefully first and then move up again if he has the chance.

But although he wanted to practice with peace of mind, God liked to joke with him. Before he could practice in the stone room for a few days, he had trouble coming to him.

"Hey, boy inside, Xiang Le has taken a fancy to this stone chamber, you can get out." The stone gate was pushed away with a thud. When someone walked into the stone chamber, a man with a flat nose and a thin lips as thin as a blade. He bent down and shouted in a tone like a superior. Behind the man was a woman in red shirt. She had a pretty face and looked at Ling Fan, but at this moment she raised her eyebrows and looked at her sideways.

Ling Fan's cultivation was already getting better, but today a person suddenly appeared and interrupted his cultivation. He was naturally angry. He opened his eyes and looked at the two of them coldly, sneering in his heart: "Do you still like this stone chamber? You're not that good at my low strength."

"Boy, what are your eyes? Why, don't you? Do you want me to help you loosen your muscles and bones?" The man rubbed his fists and looked at Ling Fan with a threatening look.

Ling Fan looked at the man in front of him without saying a word. The man's strength should be about a six-star spirit wise man. As for the woman in red shirt behind him, the strength of a four-star spirit wise man. Looking at the two of them, he felt like he wanted to laugh. A few days ago, he found the weakest person in the first level. Weakness means easy to bully. Unexpectedly, he caught up with the same thing a few days later. Others also regarded him as the weakest person. However, this is no wonder that man, the disciple who can enter Juling Peak to practice, seems to have never had a two-star spirit wise man.

"Boy, why don't you talk anymore, mute?" The man immediately became angry when he saw Ling Fan actually ignored his words. After all, he was a six-star spiritual sage, but he couldn't hold back his face by a two-star spiritual sage. Although he didn't know how the two-star spiritual sage in front of him came to Juling Peak to practice, he didn't think much about this. A two-star spiritual sage could not pose any threat to him.

Ling Fan still said nothing, looking at them with an ice-like look.

Xiang Le, a woman in red, suddenly felt a sense of frightening when she looked at Ling Fan's cold eyes. She reached out and pulled the man in front of her, and said in a little frightened manner: "You look at him so terrible. Even I, a four-star spiritual sage, feel palpitations. This is not the power that ordinary two-star spiritual sage can have."

"Don't be afraid, with me here, the little two-star spiritual sage can do anything." The man comforted.

"Although he is only a two-star spiritual sage, he never felt afraid after seeing us. Moreover, a two-star spiritual sage can actually go to Juling Peak to practice. There are only two situations. One is that his actual combat power is stronger than his superficial strength, and the other is that there must be masters in the inner sect to protect him, otherwise he would not be able to go to Juling Peak to practice, and he is not afraid at all when he sees us."

"It's okay, no matter what the situation is, it's okay. No matter how strong his actual combat power is, can he be stronger than me? Even if he has someone in the inner sect, don't forget that I'm not alone." The man said indifferently.

When Xiang Le heard this, he seemed to think of something, and laughed, no longer afraid of Ling Fan's cold eyes, and said arrogantly: "Boy, haven't you heard Zhang Lei's words? I like this stone room. If you know the truth, get out early, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you." In contrast, she prefers the latter that Ling Fan belongs to her.

Ling Fan still ignored the two of them. He was too lazy to talk to them.

"Boy, it's okay if you ignore my words, but you dare to ignore Xiang Le's words. If you are mute, it's okay if you are mute. If not, I will beat you into mute today!"

"If you want to turn me into a mute, it depends on your ability to lose it?" Ling Fan finally spoke at this time, moved his lips, and said softly, not taking Zhang Lei seriously at all.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" He was actually ignored by the two-star spiritual wise man to this point, which has completely challenged his bottom line of endurance. This is nakedly provoking the dignity of the six-star spiritual man!

Zhang Lei clenched his fist and angrily blasted Ling Fan.

Ling Fan dodged and Zhang Lei's punch hit the stone bed where Ling Fan was sitting.

"Boom!" Zhang Lei punched the stone bed with a full force, and a thunderous sound echoed from between the fist beds. Zhang Lei's fist was full of energy, but what was surprising was that the stone bed was completely damaged under Zhang Lei's heavy blow!

Ling Fan, who was hiding behind Zhang Lei, was shocked when he saw this. The hardness of the stone bed was beyond his expectations.

"What kind of stone bed is this? It's so hard?!" Even Zhang Lei couldn't help but be surprised. He shot this punch, so he naturally knew the power of this punch. Even the diamond rock would turn into powder under this punch, but he didn't expect that the stone bed would be damaged at all!

"Boy, I've been hiding quite quickly, I'm not so lucky this time." Zhang Lei no longer thought about the stone bed, turned around and shouted, "The Great Heavenly Thunder God Fist!" Zhang Lei waved Ling Fan's huge fist, and the lightning inside the fist was entangled, and the lightning flashed, containing the violent power of thunder and lightning suddenly arrived.

Ling Fan knew that this punch was extraordinary and would definitely not feel good if it was hit, but it was too late for him to dodge, because Zhang Lei's punch was extremely fast and completely locked in his aura, so he could not dodge at all.

Ling Fan changed his mind. He did not have close-kick boxing or palm technique. Zhang Lei's Great Sky Thunder God Fist contained the power of thunder and lightning, which was extremely powerful. Moreover, his cultivation level was much lower than Zhang Lei, so he definitely could not take this punch as usual.

In desperation, Ling Fan quickly simulated the Great Demon Seal with his right hand of one thousandth of the sword, and fought with Zhang Lei's Great Heavenly Thunder Fist.

"Puff!" Ling Fan's throat sweetened, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. His body retreated for more than ten steps before he stopped his body.

But Zhang Lei did not take a step back, and his face was still rosy and looked ruddy and stood firmly in the original place without any injuries.

However, the fact is not as seen on the surface. Although Zhang Lei's body was not injured, he was shocked to find that his right hand could not move! He has always been good at boxing. If his right hand cannot move, his advantage will undoubtedly be reduced a lot.

This has to start with the Great Seal of the Demon Seal simulated by Ling Fan. The Great Seal is an immortal-level Taoist technique and is extremely mysterious. When Zhang Lei punched, Ling Fan used the Great Seal to simulate a Great Seal on his right palm. Zhang Lei's fist hit his right hand, and the mark immediately moved to Zhang Lei's right hand and sealed his right hand.

The price Ling Fan paid was that he was knocked back by the Thunder God Fist for more than ten steps and was injured by the power of lightning. Ling Fan thought it was very simple at the time, and he would have to be injured anyway. In the same case, the injury would be more valuable and not in vain!

"It's my turn!" Ling Fan shouted coldly. This was the best time for him to launch a counterattack. Only in this way can he win a surprise victory!

Ling Fan used the magical movement with all his strength. In the blink of an eye, his figure appeared behind Zhang Lei. Then, before Zhang Lei could react, he gently pointed his right finger and shouted under Zhang Lei's astonished gaze: "Silence Finger!"

In an instant, the space where Ling Fan pointed his finger suddenly twisted, and a fingerprint appeared out of thin air from the center of the twisted space, and then it was mixed with powerful energy and suddenly slammed on Zhang Lei's back like thunder.

Under Xiang Le's unbelievable gaze, Zhang Lei was knocked away by this fingerprint for more than ten meters away, and then his body fell weakly to the stone gate, his stomach churned, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood before he could barely stop.

Zhang Lei never expected that a two-star spirit sage would dare to attack the six-star spirit sage. While he was still stunned by his right hand, Ling Fan appeared behind him with a thunderous force and gave him a heavy blow.

"Can you still like my stone chamber?" Ling Fan clapped his palm and chuckled.

"You!" Xiang Le's face turned red because of anger, but he had nothing to say.

"Are you going by yourself? Or do you want me to send it?" Ling Fan continued to ask casually.

"Good boy, I'll write down this account. Let's go!" Zhang Lei glared at Ling Fan resentfully, as if he wanted to eat him. Then he got up from the ground weakly and pulled Xiang Le out of the stone chamber unwillingly.

"I have heard this sentence many times?" Ling Fan shook his head indifferently, then waved his energy and closed the stone gate. "Subduing the demon, help me simulate the breath of a six-star spiritual soldier. I don't want to be disturbed again."

(I got up late today, so the update was a little slower, please forgive me...) (To be continued)
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