231 The Sudden Arrival Of Princess Ziyi (2/2)
Bang!
The entire Sky Martial Treasure Pavilion building trembled violently as the old man's bony fist met with Fang Lan's. At the same time, numerous tiny spatial cracks appeared in the surrounding space where their first collided.
Despite his semi Dragonform, Fang Lan was shaken by the impact and was forced to take nearly ten steps back before he could finally stabilize his body.
”En?”
Meanwhile, the old man was struck with both surprises and shocked as he was pushed nearly five steps back by the impact.
At the same time, the way he looked at Fang Lan now immediately changed. Not only did he not feel happy about forcing Fang Lan back nearly ten steps back with a single attack, but he was also actually baffled.
With his terrifying strength, it was shocking that he hadn't managed to kill a 4th Tribulation Martial Saint with a single strike, and judging from how Fang Lan looked right now. It didn't even seem like he had suffered any injuries.
This completely freaked him out. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe it.
Not only the old man, even the middle-aged man that came with him was surprised as well. He knew how terrifying Demon King Ning was. Even though he was a peak Martial Saint, his strength had far surpassed that of most peak Martial Saint.
If there was a realm between peak Martial Saint and Demi-God Rank, then Demon King Ning was in that realm. It was just how powerful he was.
Meanwhile, Ling Lei and the others looked as emotionless as always as they were looking at both Fang Lan and the old man. They didn't look worried at all. They knew that Fang Lan hasn't used his full strength yet. Not only Fang Lan, but even the old man also hasn't used their full strength yet.
”Brother Fang, what don't take your fight with that old dying fly outside. Your fighting is disturbing our shopping.” Annoyingly uttered Ling Shen as she was tightly holding a beautiful red dress in her hands.
Upon hearing Ling Shen's words, whether it was Ling Rui, Hu'er and even the icy cold Ling Bing shook their heads in agreement.
While the Demon King Ning was about to burst into a fit of rage upon hearing Ling Shen's words, an trembling and anxious voice suddenly echoed out from the sixth floor.
”Martial Uncle, please stand down. These people are the esteemed guests of my master.”
In the next second, Princess Ziyi along with the old butler of the Fire Phoenix Palace suddenly appeared behind the old man and the middle-aged man. At the same time, their faces were ghastly pale and were as white as a sheet of paper.