The Strongest Qi Refiner

On the second floor, only Fang Yu and Prince Joyce remained.

Prince Joyce looked at Fang Yu in front of him, his face pale, and he swallowed.

He wanted to remain calm, he wanted to maintain the majesty of a royal helm.

But in the end, fear triumphed over dignity.

Prince Joyce took two steps back and bent down.

"Fang Yu, I sincerely apologize to you, and I promise I won't trouble you again in the future." Prince Joyce said in a quiet voice.

"Guarantees are useless, I know you guys are all superficial things behind the other." Fang Yu smiled.

While talking, he walked towards Prince Joyce.

"Fang Yu, don't deceive people too much!"

Prince Joyce clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and straightened up.

Fang Yu did not speak, but raised his fist.

Prince Joyce clenched his fists, and a tyrannical breath broke out on his body!

The whole sacred power radiated from his body.

Joyce went to his eyes with dazzling blue light.

He stretched out his right hand, a long and thin sword condensed in his hand.

He clenched the rapier tightly and hacked it towards Fang Yu's neck!

"call out!"

The sharp blade cut through the air, mixed with a sharp breath.

Fang Yu did not hide, raising his right hand.

"Crack!"

The blade slashed on Fang Yu's right arm with a crisp sound.

But Fang Yu's arm showed no scratches.

Seeing this scene, Prince Joyce, who had no bottom in his heart, was even more flustered.

"God Thunder!"

Prince Joyce chanted the tactic and pushed forward with his left hand.

"Hey!"

Several huge thunder lights condensed in the air, lightning and thunder, slashing towards Fang Yu.

Fang Yu still didn't dodge, but was still blasted by thunderous power.

"Snapped!"

Fang Yu took another step forward.

Every step he took made Prince Joyce's mood upset!

How to do? How to do! ?

Prince Joyce's forehead was full of sweat, and the clothes on his back were soaked.

He opened his right palm, the thin sword in his hand dissipated, and a staff was condensed instead.

Joyce was holding the staff, facing Fang Yu, and chanting a curse.

"Death Curse!"

There was a burst of gray light on the staff, and it quickly flew towards Fang Yu.

This is the strongest spell he has learned from a famous wizard, and it can be used to protect the curse on the spot.

Fang Yu still didn't dodge, allowing the gray light from the staff to sink into his body.

Prince Joyce looked at Fang Yu expectantly.

Die, die.

But Fang Yu didn't even frown.

The Death Curse just submerged into Fang Yu's body, without any effect.

Prince Joyce was completely stunned.

Even the spell on the other feather is invalid...

Fang Yu took another step forward and walked in front of Prince Joyce.

"puff!"

Prince Joyce's legs weakened and he sat down on the ground.

"Fang Yu, if something happens to me today, Huaibei Chamber of Commerce..." Prince Joyce trembled with a bloodless face.

"Crack..."

Fang Yu stepped on Prince Joyce's left hand, making a sound of bone shattering.

"what……"

Prince Joyce screamed.

On weekdays, he always declares that he is a descendant of the gods, he is extremely majestic and arrogant than anyone.

But now, facing the threat of death, he realized that this identity had no effect on him.

"Fang Yu, you leave me a way out, our entire Nord royal family can take orders from you..."

Prince Joyce's psychological defense completely collapsed.

He held his left hand and knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground.

Fang Yu looked at Prince Joyce blankly and said, "Answer me, why do you call yourself a descendant of the gods? What basis do you have?"

Upon hearing this question, Prince Joyce raised his head and replied: "Because, our family is indeed favored by God..."

"Speak more bluntly." Fang Yu frowned.

"Thirty years ago, my father, the prince at the time, met a wounded woman while he was hunting and took her back to the palace for treatment..."

"After the woman recovered, she said she wanted to thank my father for his life-saving grace, and left us a jade pot with some silver liquid in it..."

"She said that as long as she takes these fluids, she can transform her physique and master powerful abilities..."

Fang Yu raised his brows and asked, "Just this matter, how did you get involved with God?"

"Because... that woman is a god! My father also has a group of royal guards who saw a pair of glowing wings appear behind the woman, and then flew to the sky..." Prince Joyce replied, resisting the pain in his left hand.

"Glowing wings?" Fang Yu was taken aback, and then asked, "What color is the light?"

Prince Joyce thought for a while and replied: "...it seems to be golden..."

Golden?

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

When Guren fought with him, his wings grew like flames burning.

But the flame is crimson, but from a distance it might be similar to gold.

Could it be that the woman Joyce said was Guren?

"What are the characteristics of that woman's appearance?" Fang Yu asked again.

"I, I haven't seen her with my own eyes, but my father built a statue for her. From the outside, she is not a European, but an oriental face..." Prince Joyce replied.

"How old is she? Is she only fifteen or sixteen years old?" Fang Yu asked.

The painful Prince Joyce knocked on the ground with his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "...No, I don't remember my father said that. And judging by the size of the statue, she should be an adult."

Adults...

A trace of doubt flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

The body shape of a girl around fifteen is very different from that of an adult woman, which can be seen at a glance.

Joyce didn't need to lie in such a place.

But if that woman is an adult woman, then she shouldn't be Guren.

But from another perspective, Red Lotus was brought by Gary, and Gary’s base camp is in Europe.

The Nord royal family is also in Europe, and Joyce's father must have been the same woman he met while hunting in Europe.

Both appeared in Europe... but not the same person?

What exactly is going on?

Fang Yu was full of doubts.

"Mr. Fang...I have said everything, and I am willing to take orders from you, please let me go..." Prince Joyce, who was kneeling on the ground, said with a trembling voice.

For Fang Yu, keeping Joyce's life is more valuable than killing him.

Therefore, Fang Yu knelt down and placed his right hand on Joyce's forehead, leaving a mark in his soul.

"Now, I can wipe you out in one thought." Fang Yu said.

Prince Joyce was so pale that he could not speak.

"When I think about what I want you to do, I will naturally notify you." Fang Yu turned and left.

He originally wanted to absorb the sacred power in Joyce, but then he realized that with his current state, this sacred power had no effect on him and was a waste of time.

Now that he wants to break through the realm, he can only absorb a super large amount of aura!

Back on the first floor again, standing in front of the shocked Qin Lang, Fang Yu smiled and said: "I used the simplest and rude way to permanently solve Joyce's trouble."

Qin Lang did not speak, and he had nothing to say.

With his current qualifications and strength, he is still far from comprehending the truth of respect for the strong.

"boom!"

As soon as Fang Yu and Qin Lang walked out of the gate of the clubhouse, they heard loud noises from a short distance ahead, mixed with miserable screams.

Qin Lang's expression changed and he looked at Fang Yu.

"The Li family should collapse tonight." Fang Yu said.

Qin Lang's face was shocked, and he was about to speak~www.ltnovel.com~ At this time, there was a burst of air breaking in front of him.

A figure fell in front of Fang Yu.

It was Bai Ran with messy hair.

At this time, Bai Ran, the white prison clothes were stained with many bright red blood stains, and his right hand was still holding a person.

A closer look reveals that the man who was beaten to blood is the handsome and handsome Li Tian before!

Li Tian did not die, but made a painful sob.

"Benefactor, please leave me your contact information, and after I find Yi Danliu's dog to avenge my grievances, I will repay you again." Bai Ran said.

Fang Yu looked at Qin Lang. Qin Lang immediately took out a small notebook from the inner pocket of his jacket, wrote down Yu's phone number on it, and tore off the page and handed it to Bai Ran.

"This is my mobile phone number." Fang Yu said.

Bai Ran stuffed the page of paper into his pocket.

"Let's go." Fang Yu walked to the parking space in front of him, turned his head after two steps, and said, "By the way, before taking revenge, I suggest you cut your hair first, then take a shower, change clothes or something. …To be honest, you smell quite heavy."

Bai Ran looked at Fang Yu's leaving back, her eyes flashing.

Then, he glanced at Li Tian, ​​who was holding his right hand, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he threw it into the distance.

...

"Mr. Fang, this person..." Qin Lang was about to ask when he returned to the car.

At this time, Fang Yu's cell phone vibrated, and it was a call from Ye Shengxue.

"Mr. Fang, there is a group of people looking for you, he, they..." Ye Shengxue's tone was hurried, obviously very nervous.

"Hello, Fang Yu. I am Gao Yang, from the Xuanwu Group." At this time, the voice on the other side of the phone suddenly changed to a low male voice.