The beauty of the Brahma flower has faded!

Her clothes were disheveled, her face was pale, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth from time to time. She was obviously seriously injured.

Ye Ning sneered silently and pretended to look at Fanhua profoundly. In fact, his situation at this moment was not much better than Fanhua. The crazy blow just now almost drained all his spiritual power. Now he can stand

If it doesn't fall, it's already the limit.

Fan Hua was horrified in her heart. She never thought that Ye Ning's blow would be so gorgeous and so powerful that it could threaten the life of the Immortal Lord. She didn't have time to check the injuries in her body, so she opened her mouth and swallowed a whole bottle of pills.

After initially suppressing the injury, she looked at the extremely calm Ye Ning opposite and said slowly: "Ye Daoyou's clever method! However, even if I suffer a small loss, I can't keep my concubine here."

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Ye Ning said: "Fellow Taoist Fanhua is joking. How can Ye, who is just a trivial person, be able to stand in the eyes of fellow Taoists?"

"Giggle." Fanhua said with a smile: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, everything I promised will definitely not be short of anything. I will retire temporarily and will see you later."

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Ning to reply, she used Flying Flower Shadow Escape and escaped into the distance.

Even though she was seriously injured, her escape skills were still extremely weird. Not to mention Ye Ning, even an ordinary junior immortal king might not be able to keep her. The three ancestors of the Nightmare clan are worthy of being old monsters who have lived for countless years. They can't

Common sense infers it.

When Fan Hua's figure disappeared completely, Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground with a "plop".

His back was completely soaked, as if washed with water.

Only when you truly face the third-grade Immortal Lord can you understand the difference between immortals and mortals, and understand that the power of the Immortal Lord cannot be touched.

Chu Fentian hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Ning up. Xu Ming and others also rushed out of the city gate and surrounded them. At this moment, their hearts were extremely excited and surging. They never thought that their sect master could actually let him

Under the attack, the ancestor of the Nightmare tribe fled in embarrassment!

Xu Ming was so excited that he stuttered: "Master...Master, you...you!"

Ye Ning said: "Let's all go into the city. Don't crowd around here. It's rare to see many strange things."

Everyone walked into the city and found a nearby teahouse, sipping tea and chatting. The owner of the teahouse was a mid-stage sage monk. He had never seen so many high-level beings? He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

, carrying the teapot, waiting on the side.

The tea is not considered good tea, but it is refreshing and pleasant.

At this time, Ye Ning was exhausted and haggard. He took a sip and felt it was particularly fragrant. Even though the spiritual energy in his body was almost dry, it seemed to be slowly recovering.

He praised it and said: "Good tea! For this pot of tea, I will exempt you from rent for a hundred years."

The teahouse owner was confused.

Xu Ming smiled and said: "Why don't you thank me quickly? The master is the lord of Fantasy City. He has a golden tongue. You will make a lot of money this time."

Indeed, the annual rent of this place is equivalent to a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, which is a large expense for a sage monk. Ye Ning just opened his mouth to save a hundred years, how could he not be stunned?

"Ah." The teahouse owner said, "Thank you City Lord!"

Xu Ming said: "Okay, please step aside first. We have important matters to discuss."

"yes."

The teahouse owner respectfully left.
Chapter completed!