Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 226 The Ring
"Yan'er, call off this marriage tomorrow, and you can concentrate on cultivation from now on."

In an extremely elegant room, an old man dressed in a moon-white robe and smiling all over his face looked at the delicate young girl in front of him, and said slowly.

The old man had a silver crescent moon embroidered on his chest, surrounded by seven golden stars.

In a pair of small eyes, the light is shining, showing extraordinary momentum.

"Yes, Junior Sister, you are the hope of our Misty Cloud Sect. In the future, you have extraordinary talents. How can you be compared to that vulgar boy of the Xiao family?"

Beside the old man, there was a young man in his 20s, looking at the cold-faced girl in the room, and said flatteringly.

Similarly, five stars were embroidered on the young man's chest.

"Thank you, elder, it's all up to the elder to decide."

The delicate girl raised her head and looked out of the window.

That direction belongs to the Xiao family.

"Well, you all go to rest. Tomorrow, the marriage is called off, and you have to rush back to enter the sect's secret realm to practice." The old man waved his hand.

"Ah."

The young girl and the young man had just stood up when suddenly, the old man with the seven stars waved his hands, making a silent movement.

"Where is an expert visiting, why don't you show up and see?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked out the window vigilantly.

Suddenly, I saw a figure flashing outside the window, and immediately galloped into the distance.

"Yan'er, you are waiting for me here, I want to see who has the guts to spy on our members of the Misty Cloud Sect!" The old man confessed and left.

"Yes, uncle."

The girl and the five-star youth agreed after hearing the words, and sat down to wait for the uncle to return.

The two did not speak, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, the courtyard wall at the back suddenly seemed to be weathered, and it fell to the ground, and a big hole appeared.

A masked figure in a black robe appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"Who are you?"

The girl and the young man suddenly stood up and looked at the person vigilantly.

The black-robed young man was naturally Fang Chen in disguise, lured away the old man, rushed back in an instant, and captured Nalan Yanran and his senior brother.

He didn't know the old man's strength, and one more thing, he didn't want to fight against others in Utan City.

He wanted to take them to a place where no one was around, to prove his martial arts.

Meteor Tyrannosaurus Fist has yet to find anyone who can confirm it.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chen smiled softly, and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab the two of them.

"You have a lot of courage!"

Nalan Yanran's eyes turned cold, and said.

She really did not expect that someone in the Jia Ma Empire would dare to break ground on the head of the Misty Cloud Sect.

but.

Fang Chen's grasp was light and swift, like lightning. Nalan Yanran and her senior brother were captured before they could make a move.

The figure flickered, the whole room went dark, Fang Chen and the three had already left.

Less than 2 minutes after Fang Chen and the others left, the old man from the Misty Cloud Sect rushed back.

"Dare to break ground on my Misty Cloud Sect, no matter who you are, the Misty Yun Sect will never die!"

Seeing the disappearance of the two nephews, he was furious immediately, and his figures flew into the sky, roaring loudly!
"Hand over your Naring!"

In the wild, by a river, Fang Chen put down the young man and Nalan Yanran.

Fang Chen looked at the hands of the two, but he didn't see Najie.

He remembered that in the fight against the sky, people always wear the ring on their hands.

"You want our ring? Do you know who we are?"

Nalan Yanran narrowed her beautiful eyes and said.

All along, she has always been treated like a princess, treated like a star by everyone, how has she ever received such bad treatment today?

The man in front of him savagely lifted his lower back. Until now, his small waist still hurts.

"I'll say it again, hand over your ring! If you don't take it out, I'll do it myself!" Fang Chen's voice came out slowly, with a hint of chill.

Fang Chen came here to gather energy and dissipate. If he didn't want to hand it over, he didn't mind a body search.

"you"

Nalan Yanran's breath was stagnant, she had a feeling that once she didn't tell where the pill and the ring were, this person would use her tricks.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yanran trembled in her heart. "The ring is with my senior brother, brother, take out the ring."

It is impossible for Nalan Yanran to take out her Naring.

As the next trainer of the suzerain, there are many good things in the ring.

Now hand over the brother's ring to deal with it.

"Senior, this is our ring, here it is!"

The young man untied a ring from his neck, but it was tied with a black thread, which showed that he cared a lot about the ring.

Fang Chen took the ring, feeling a bit embarrassed, how to open it?

"Put it away and talk about it later."

Fang Chen thought for a while and put it away, then looked at Nalan Yanran. "What about yours? Don't say that you are a candidate for the sect, and you have no precepts. Don't force me to search you."

"you!"

Nalan Yanran's chest rose and fell sharply, obviously out of breath, she had no choice but to take out the ring tied around the swan's neck and hand it to Fang Chen.

Nalan Yanran's ring is very small and beautiful.

The Najie of senior disciples is really different.

"If you dare to touch my disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, I will die for this old man!"

At this moment, the elder of the Yunlan Sect arrived, with an afterimage in his figure, and he stabbed at Fang Chen with his sword!

In an instant, the fighting spirit surged, and the grass and trees flew around.

"Sword Qi? I don't know what realm it belongs to? It just proves that I belong to the Douwang or Douhuang realm here!"

Fang Chen secretly laughed in his heart, and his whole body shook with qi. Nalan Yanran and the young man immediately flew ten feet away, spurting a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"This fighting king?"

The elder of the Yunlan Sect looked at Fang Chen's hand, and his pupils shrank sharply.

This kind of blowing the two disciples ten feet away just by protecting the body, what is it if it is not a fighting king?
Even if you want to do it yourself, it's impossible to be so casual!

"Too deceiving!"

The elder shouted loudly, and the shadow of the sword turned into hundreds, and then into thousands, enveloping Fang Chen from all directions.

"Da Dou Shi, um, I'm not worthy of that punch!"

Fang Chen shook his head when he saw the martial arts performed by the old man. In his opinion, there were at least eight flaws in the martial arts performed by the old man.

Fang Chen did not perform any martial arts.

It's just a wave of fists and palms.

Ever since he comprehended the Art of Flowing Clouds in the Starry Sky, he felt that as long as the realm reached, anything in his hand would be a sharp weapon.

As for the Meteor Tyrannosaurus Fist, it was the strongest move Fang Chen had comprehended, only one punch.

But it is several times stronger than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Using it to kill the old man felt a bit like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

boom!
Fang Chen slapped out with a palm, hitting the elder's chest.

Taking advantage of the situation in the elder's hand, he pulled out the ring from his hand.

"Pfft!~~~"

The elder of the Yunlan Sect spit out a mouthful of blood, and it rolled into the river, splashing everywhere.

"Sigh~~~"

"This is the King of Fighters!"

In the distance, Nalan Yanran and the young senior brother looked at their elder uncle, who was seriously injured by the wave of the man in black in front of him.

Immediately gasped, shocked inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)