"This kid is good."
"It's really good. At his age, it's rare to have such strength and courage."
In a nursing home in Jinghua City, two elderly people who looked very energetic were sitting leisurely by the pond in the backyard, basking in the sun, fishing, and chatting quietly.
A bald man with a ring scar on his head, he is an old monk.
A man with a slightly chubby face, white eyebrows and white beard, looked very gentle and at ease, with a smile on his face like a spring breeze blowing on his face.
"I heard that he is an emperor-level physician, and his medical skills are so superb that he can even heal half-emperors." The slightly fat old man said softly to himself.
"More than that," the old monk answered: "The emperor-level soul-refining elixirs we took a few days ago were also made by him."
"It can be seen that the origin of his soul and the sea of spiritual consciousness must be extremely powerful, otherwise he would not be able to behave so evilly as a spiritual master."
The fat old man said: "After the war, if he is lucky enough to survive, I want to see him."
The old monk raised his eyebrows and couldn't help turning his head to look at the old man beside him: "Why, you want to ask him to heal your injuries? You are an injury from the Great Dao. Not even that girl Feiyan can recover, and this child is probably the same. no."
"What's the harm in giving it a try?" The slightly fat old man said indifferently: "It's best if you can cure it. If you can't cure it, can I still blame him?"
"Besides, it's rare for a descendant in the human race to have such a talent and a bad temper towards me. What does it matter if you meet him? If he is really capable and can make me happy, even if he is given a fortune to become an emperor, it will not matter. Why not?"
The old monk sat up straight and looked at the fat old man blankly: "Old Li, you can't be serious, are you? It's the first time we've met, and you think so highly of that kid?"
"If I remember correctly, I remember that when that boy Wu Dao came to ask you to give Ling Tian and Lingyun a chance to meet, you rejected him flatly. Why now..."
"Could it be that in your eyes, this Yang Fan's talent is even better than Ling Tian Lingyun?"
"It's just eye contact." The fat old man said softly: "You can understand that I am more pleased with this boy."
The old monk was speechless.
Are you so careless? Who are you kidding
This old guy must have seen something unique about Yang Fan, otherwise he would never have made such a decision.
It's just that there's nothing special about Yang Fan except that he's a little handsome, a little ruthless, a little silly and a little bold.
Speaking of geniuses, have they seen many geniuses in the past hundred years
Although Yang Fan's talent and strength are rare among the younger generation, he is not unique. There are also younger generations in the Federation who are more evil than him.
But why does Old Man Li look so differently at Yang Fan
The old monk couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have the habit of embarrassing himself. If he couldn't figure it out, he would just put it aside and ignore him. Anyway, he has never been as good as Old Man Li in understanding people, so it's not surprising.
"As long as you are happy." The old monk said quietly: "But the premise is that he can really come out alive from the half-step emperor-level space battlefield."
Only geniuses who can survive all kinds of crises are true geniuses, otherwise, everything is nonsense.
"Don't worry, Zhang Hongxin is not a fool. If he is not certain, he will not take Yang Fan here to take risks."
"Besides, Yang Fan doesn't look like an idiot. If it's a fight to the death, do you think he would come over to join in the fun?"
Old Man Li said: "Don't forget the purpose of the Federation inviting Yang Fan here this time. The layout of the Ten Directions Purgatory Demon Slaying Array has a higher priority. If Yang Fan doesn't want to, no one can force him."
The old monk nodded, as if this was indeed the case.
However, Yang Fan is just a rookie at the King level. Why does he dare to be so bold and enter the half-step King level space battlefield
Even if he has a half-step demon emperor's pet beast, it may not be able to protect him in the chaotic half-step emperor battle.
The old monk saw it very clearly just now.
Although Yang Fan's sika deer is indeed a half-step demon emperor, its strength is only slightly stronger than those half-step emperors. It is really rubbish.
If such a half-step demon emperor enters the space battlefield, it may be a problem to even protect himself, let alone protect Yang Fan.
So, what gave Yang Fan such strong self-confidence that he dared to break into the space battlefield of half-step emperor realm with the body of a king
The old monk was puzzled and felt very itchy. He did not have the calm mind that an eminent monk should have.
"Okay, you win!" The old monk finally gritted his teeth and glared at Old Man Li fiercely: "Isn't it just that I want to let Old Na use his innate magical power once? After so many twists and turns, I don't feel tired!"
After saying that, the old monk had a thought, and a vertical eye the size of a soybean, shining with a faint golden light, suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
"The clairvoyance is clear, get up!"
As the old monk gave a strenuous cry, light suddenly burst out from the vertical eyes between his eyebrows, directly casting a shadow on the surface of the pond in front of them.
Soon, the entire surface of the pond turned into an urgent screen with extremely clear vision. Dozens of figures on the screen were fighting back and forth with so much energy that the cracks in the surrounding space vibrated continuously.
Here is the half-step emperor-level space battlefield that Yang Fan and the others have just entered.
Soon, Yang Fan, his pet sika deer, and Zhang Hongxin appeared clearly on the screen.
The two of them had just entered the battlefield and had not yet had time to join the battle with the Half-Step Demon Emperor. Yang Fan carefully rode on the back of the sika deer to avoid the powerful aftermath of the battle that was everywhere.
Whoops!
The old monk was breathing heavily and looked at Yang Fan and Zhang Hongxin who had not yet started to take action. He couldn't help but get angry and cursed:
"These two little brats are still there with their hair stained. They've already entered, so let's start fighting soon! Don't you know how difficult it is for a poor monk to maintain his celestial vision?"
Old Man Li shook his head slightly: "Monk, you should be more open-minded, isn't it just letting you release your innate magical power once? You can't die, so why worry!"
The old monk couldn't help but spit lightly. It really hurts to stand and talk. What is being consumed together is not the source of your soul.
"Huh? It's moving!"
Old Man Li perked up and stared at the scene in the water curtain.
In the picture, Yang Fan was still standing on the same spot, and Zhang Hongxin rushed towards the half-step demon king closest to him as if he had been shot with blood.
"No, how come this kid's speed and strength have improved so much all at once?"
Old Man Li frowned slightly and immediately noticed the abnormal changes in Zhang Hongxin.
Especially when he saw Zhang Hongxin showing off his power and using only a pair of iron fists to beat the half-step demon emperor in front of him until he became paralyzed and lost half his life, Old Man Li was even more unbelievable.
It took only a few seconds to kill a half-step demon king whose strength was almost the same as Zhang Hongxin's before. It was really surprising.
How did he do that
"In the field of gravity, there are other power increases!"
The old monk interjected softly and said: "His body speed has increased at least five to ten times compared to before entering the space battlefield. If he does not have any innate magical powers or martial arts secrets, he only has what Yang Fan has just displayed. This is possible in the field of gravity.”
"With the blessing of anti-gravity, he will not be able to sense any of his own weight at all. With only a slight amount of force, his movement speed can reach the ultimate level that humans can achieve."
"I didn't expect that the gravity field exerted by Yang Fan, a king in the realm, could actually affect a half-step emperor like Zhang Hongxin. This should be his trump card for daring to break into the space battlefield, right?"
Zhang Hongxin is one of his own.
Both Old Man Li and the old monk knew what kind of talents he had and what secret martial arts skills he had practiced.
So they directly eliminated the first two options, and definitely attributed the reason for Zhang Hongxin's huge change to Yang Fan's gravity field.
The faces of the two old men showed surprise and surprise at the same time.
Unexpectedly, Yang Fan's trump card would be the gravity field he had just used outside the dungeon.
It was beyond their expectations. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that Yang Fan's gravity field could actually act on Zhang Hongxin, who was half a step into the emperor's realm.
Because under normal circumstances, even the gain field is limited by level. Between the same level or lower levels, the increase is the strongest. If you go to super or cross-level, the effect will inevitably weaken exponentially until there is no gain effect at all. .
With Yang Fan's current level of strength, logically speaking, he cannot affect Zhang Hongxin at all.
But now, looking at Zhang Hongxin's movement speed, it's not just the slightest increase.
"Although it is a bit surprising, considering his status as an emperor-level physician and an emperor-level soul refiner, it seems understandable."
Old Man Li took a deep breath and quickly came to his senses.
This is the advantage of living a long life and seeing a lot. You have experienced everything, you have seen every accident, and your mental endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors.
"Hey, what is this Xiao Zhang doing? Wounding but not killing. Does he still want to capture this half-step demon emperor alive?"
The old monk chuckled again.
On the screen, Zhang Hongxin beat the Half-Step Demon Emperor to death in a very short period of time. Instead of killing it directly, he raised his hand to grab the Half-Step Demon Emperor's neck and turned back. Yang Fan's side.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the old monk and Old Man Li, they saw Yang Fan slowly pull out a kitchen knife from his waist and point it directly at the half-dead Half-Step Demon King without any embarrassment. beheaded.
brush!
The plasma burst, and the half-step demon emperor's head was cut into eight pieces, and he was too dead to die.
"This... what kind of magical operation is this?!"
Two old men sat on the edge of the pond and looked at each other, a little confused.
It's all about killing anyway, so why would Zhang Hongxin just kill it? Why bother taking off his pants and farting? It's unnecessary. It's a complete waste of time, isn't it
The position they are in at the moment is a space battlefield in the half-step emperor realm.
There are still more than twenty half-step demon kings inside that have not yet been dealt with. The battle between the strongest humans and demons is in full swing. These two guys don't want to rush to help kill the demons, but they still have the leisure to play a killing game here.
What a nonsense!
(End of chapter)