C112 Invitation from the witch (2/2)

”You …”

Yun Fan waved his hand: ”Alright, it's alright if you raise your head high in Yun Family, but when it comes to Heaven's End Sect, you're still like this, I'm puzzled.

Isn't there a genius in Heaven's End Sect? or are all the disciples of Heaven's End Sect fond of you? Let you? You don't know what to say about yourself? ”

Yun Yujiao could not hold it in any longer, and swung his sword fiercely.

The sword qi whistled, the Genuine Qi revolved, the sharp sword qi suddenly increased dramatically, like a huge pillar of light smashing down.

Under the enveloping sword light, the tables and chairs were reduced to dust. The surrounding guests all dodged in succession, leaving behind a fist-sized sword mark half a meter deep into the ground.

As the sword light disappeared, everyone looked at the scene in shock.

Yun Yujiao's face was filled with disbelief that such a strong strike had actually been caught by Yun Fan, and left completely unscathed.

”Fuck, is this really Sixth Level of Congenital Stage?”

”Even Body Cultivators with Sixth Level of Congenital Stage wouldn't be able to grab a sword with their hands, right?”

Not far away, Yi Manyin's rosy lips slightly opened as she said in a low voice, ”This is truly interesting, to think that Sixth Level of Congenital Stage was actually able to unleash such a powerful combat strength.”

Zhuo Hanri laughed: ”If he wasn't strong, how could he have become the number one Floating Cloud Sect?”

Yun Fan released the Longsword and said indifferently: ”You can view me as your target, but you don't have the qualifications to be my opponent. If you don't know your place, I'll kill you the next time. ”

Yun Yujiao retreated to the side with a face full of shock, as he coldly shouted: ”You want to kill my Heaven's End Sect's disciples, you are not qualified.”

Just as he was about to punch, Zhuo Hanri suddenly laughed: ”Brother Ma, you aren't really making a move here, right? This outcome seems to be detrimental to Heaven's End Sect! ”

Song Changqing walked in front of Yun Fan, extended his hand, and gave two jade bottles to him: ”These are the things that you want, I couldn't contact you earlier, but now they can be considered returned to their original owners.”

Yun Fan nodded his head, and just as he was about to take out the Spirit Stone, he shook his head and said: ”No need, this is what Senior Brother Zhuo wants.”

”I'm afraid not. I have my principles. Take it, that's all I have. ”

Yun Fan immediately threw out a Storage Ring. This was his entire clan of Spirit Stone, so it seemed like it was still lacking a bit.

Yi Manyin moved closer, her beautiful face almost touching Yun Fan's, and said with a smile like a flower: ”Interesting, I like you more and more.”

Yun Fan's body shook, and he immediately retreated a step.

What kind of plane is this? Wherever a beauty popped out from, he would immediately say that he liked her.

”Hehe, your skin is still pretty tender. Don't worry, I'll help you settle this matter.” ”Brother Ma, you wouldn't not refuse to give face to him, right?”

Ma Chenglong looked at Zhuo Hanri and her in shock. After a moment of silence, he turned and left.

”Kid, I hope you always have this kind of luck!”

”Thank you, Brother Ma. Little brother Yun Fan, are you free tonight? You see, you don't have many rooms. It's quite boring for me to have one room by myself. Could little brother talk to big sister tonight? ”