Cultivator In Martial God World

Fu Zhiyun is an old man who looks dry and thin, but is shining in spirit. Shilong is also thin and thin, but his eyes are as sharp as a knife, and he keeps on Yang Xuan’s face. Sweeping around.

"Who are you looking for?" Yang Xuan said indifferently.

"Fan Yang, where is my Junior Brother, Hong Hu?" Shi Long was not polite and asked as soon as he came up.

At this time, Yang Xuan was inside the gate of the yard. Fu Zhiyun and Shi Long were standing outside the gate. When Shi Long was talking, he stepped out and walked directly into the gate.

Yang Xuan looked at his feet, cracks appeared on the bluestone ground.

This step is not simple.

Seeing that Yang Xuan didn't speak, Shilong took another step, and the soles of his feet fell, and the sound was like a huge bell, as if the shaking villas were trembling.

Yang Xuan frowned, said three words coldly: "I don't know, please leave"

What?

Shi Long was taken aback, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

"What did you say?" He looked at Yang Xuan fiercely, with murderous intention in his eyes.

Yang Xuan looked at him coldly, and said: "I said, get out."

"Ha!" Shi Long smiled, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. I have never seen such an arrogant kid: "Boy, crazy enough, but madness must be a curse. Be careful to let the trouble come out of your mouth."

"Xiaofan, what's the matter? Who are they?" Xiaojing Stepped out of the villa, asked far away.

"It's okay, you can go in first." Yang Xuan said without looking back.

"Oh, then you be careful." After speaking, she went straight back to the villa and closed the door by the way.

She is very smart. When Yang Xuan said this, she knew that these two people at the door were not kind.

"Boy, I give you one last chance, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit." Shilong stared fiercely at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan smiled suddenly, then shook his head.

On this planet, he originally didn't want to be too public, and he didn't want to cause trouble, but at the end of the day, he always had trouble finding the door by himself, sighing why?

"Get out while I'm a little patient." He said indifferently.

Huh!

A huge fist fell from the sky and fiercely slammed into Yang Xuan's front door.

Before the fist came, the wind had risen, and the surrounding plants fell backwards and almost broke.

Behind the fist are Shi Long's cold eyes, red and bloodthirsty.

But at the next moment, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, pulling him back involuntarily, and the fist that was supposed to fall on Yang Xuan’s face was unfathomable mystery away from the place. Lost all formidable power.

"Master!?" After landing, he looked at Fu Zhiyun behind him puzzledly.

Fu Zhiyun retracted the hand holding his back clothes, and then said indifferently: "You are not his opponent."

Shi Long was taken aback, and then his face appeared unconvinced. Look.

Fu Zhiyun ignored him, but just handed over to Yang Xuan: "old man Fu Zhiyun, dare you ask Brother Yang?" It is the only old world that has made great achievements, but at this moment, he calls a young man a brother. Isn't it...?

Shi Long couldn't believe it.

Yang Xuan didn’t even look at Fu Zhiyun with his straight eyes, but said indifferently: "I have limited patience and bad temper..."

Speaking, he gently walked from the side He took off three nail-sized leaves from the holly tree, and then continued: "Don't bother me in the future."

Speaking, he flicked his right hand slightly, and the three leaves in his hand directly disappeared. .

"Please, don't send it!" He said. After he finished speaking, he pressed the door control and the door of the villa slowly closed.

"Master..." Shi Long called out for unknown reasons.

After a sound, he found something was wrong, because Master's body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Master?" He hurried forward, trying to hold Fu Zhiyun's arm.

next moment, he saw an incredible scene.

Fu Zhiyun's face, among the three shallow openings, is dripping with blood.

"Master!!!" Shilong turned pale in fright.

"Let's go!" Fu Zhiyun finally spoke, and a word broke out between his teeth, his voice trembling.

A trace of fear crawled into Shi Long's heart. He didn't speak any more, and helped the Master to turn around and leave.

After walking a few steps, a gust of wind blew by, and a big tree about 100 meters away from Yang Xuan's villa suddenly collapsed, and the entire thick tree trunk turned into powder, and it drifted away in the wind.

Three small holly leaves were sent directly in front of the two by the breeze.

Shi Long only felt a cold breath from the soles of his feet directly above his head, and a huge fear instantly surrounded him, making him feel unable to breathe.

A word that can only be found in legends rushed into his mind, making his mouth dry and even dazed.

"Pick...pick the leaves and flowers...!!!" He spit out a few words hard, feeling that the younger generation was completely soaked in cold sweat.

Fu Zhiyun's body trembled more severely. He bent down and picked up the three leaves and placed them in his hands for a closer look.

The leaves are intact as new, with clear veins and an oily luster.

After a while, he cautiously collected the three leaves, turned around and bowed respectfully to Yang Xuan’s villa, and then hurriedly with Shilong without a word. Leave.

He took a long sigh of relief until he got off Cloud Mist Mountain and couldn't see Yang Xuan's villa.

Shi Long was still immersed in shock and fear, and yelled: "Master..." and there was no more words.

Fu Zhiyun saw sweat on his forehead, staring at Shi Long and said: "Remember, the matter of Xiaohu will stop here, and don't mention it to anyone in the future."

Shi Long is not surprising. Although Hong Hu is his Junior Brother, if compared with himself, it is nothing.

"Master, that Yang Fan..." he asked.

"Never provoke him." Fu Zhiyun said solemnly: "He is not someone we can provoke."

Shi Long remembered the big tree that turned into dust, There was a shiver: "Master, is he the legendary...Transform Vigor Grandmaster?"

Fu Zhiyun shook his head and said: "Transform Vigor? Among my Hongmen, there is also Transform Vigor. Smash the trees?"

Shi Long thought about it seriously, shook his head and said: "No!"

Then he asked: "Then Yang Fan...?"

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Fu Zhiyun showed a trace of yearning in his eyes, and slowly said: "A great character once told me that there is another place besides this world, and they are the real masters of this world."

"Outside the world?" Shilong was dumbfounded, muttering to taste these four words.

Don't talk about the feelings of the master and disciple here, but say that after Yang Xuan returned to the villa, he suddenly remembered that he didn't need to go through any formalities and just flew over.

But think about it and forget it, he still doesn't want to break the rules of this world too much.

Xiao Jing naturally came out to ask about what happened just now. Yang Xuan didn't plan to tell her the truth, only that it was something else, and then left after asking.

Although Xiaojing didn't believe it, since Yang Xuan said it was okay, she didn't bother.

2nd day, Hao Bing delivered the immigration formalities and air tickets to Yang Xuan, and told Yang Xuan that the new mobile phone endorsement star had already been found, and he was a particularly popular traffic player recently.

"But the other party's asking price is not low, and the endorsement fee needs nearly 100 million." Hao Bing hesitated.

"You decide this, if it's really worth it, give it to him." Yang Xuan said.

Hao Bing is nodded, he knows how to do it.

The plane was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Hao Bing had arranged the driver to take Yang Xuan to the airport.

Xiao Jing was very well-behaved and didn't come. She knew that Yang Xuan had suddenly gone to Austria. There must be something wrong. If she did, she might become a burden.

This is where Xiaojing is cute. Men do things and women sometimes only need silent support.

At the airport, Yang Xuan boarded the plane on time, and then the plane took off smoothly.

Yang Xuan was in first class. Not long after he flew, he heard an angry girl next to him: "Is it you?"