Chapter 255

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
"Who is so bold that he dares to shout his Majesty's name in public? Does he want to die?"

"Keep your voice down, it's the fairy! Over there, do you see it?"

"Oh, I see a sheet hanging in the sky."

"What kind of bedspread? It's called magic weapon. Do you understand it?"

"Unfortunately, we stand too low to see the immortal."

"Get on the roof! Come on!"

Soon, the roofs of Andu city were full of people who wanted to see where the immortals came from and dared to provoke the king of a country in public.

"Damn, it must be the Ye family rebel!" An Rushan roared angrily. Originally, he was worried about assassination, but unexpectedly, this boy dared to come to the door to provoke openly. It's really hateful. Such a loud voice, isn't it deliberately humiliating to our royal family?

An Rushan stood up in anger and wanted to rush out with his sword.

"Your Majesty, don't go out, just in case." The old monk hurried out to stop.

An Rushan heard that ye Kong was not very powerful, so he also wanted to go out and show his courage.

"It doesn't matter. Let me go out with two immortal masters. What am I afraid of him doing?"

They were arguing, but the hall was in a mess, and the ministers and bodyguards were in a mess like headless flies.

However, more chaotic scenes are still to come. Ye Kong's high-profile visit this time is to completely wipe out the royal face.

Assassination and an Rushan's death don't know how to die. It can't achieve the effect of revenge, nor can it weaken Ye Kong's hatred in his heart.

Ye Kong is going to humiliate him! Let him fear! Let him suffer! Finally, I sent him to die!

Seeing that no one came out of the hall, ye Kong snorted coldly, patted the storage bag, and a waist drum shaped female gauze fan flew out.

"Big!"

Ye Kong gave an order, and the fan grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was three feet huge.

Looking at the big fan blocking the clouds and sun in the sky, the people couldn't help sticking out their tongues, "the fairy family treasure is really powerful, and it can actually become so big... Just don't know what the wonderful use of this big fan is?"

They soon understood the wonderful function of this fan. Ye Kong pointed his finger at the fan and the big fan immediately fanned down.

There was a strong wind in the palace immediately, which could blow huge stones, not to mention the houses and halls.

"Hoo!" A hurricane blew the big stone lions outside the hall rolling, knocking a big hole in the carved board door of the Jinluan hall.

The strong wind blew in from the door and knocked the ministers, guards and various objects inside.

”Block! " The young monk hurriedly propped up an umbrella shaped defensive magic weapon to block the wind and prevent an Rushan from being hurt.

"Fan! Fan hard!" Ye Kong kept lighting the fan, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Finally, the Jinluan hall was overwhelmed. Bang, into countless tiles and wood fly into the air.

"The immortal is powerful. In a blink of an eye, he demolished the emperor's Jinluan hall." The stunned people never thought that the tall and sacred Jinluan hall in their hearts would be demolished in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that your majesty really got into trouble with the wrong people this time." Another common people sighed.

When the Jinluan hall was torn apart, three people standing in front of the Dragon chairs were exposed. Among them, a dignified man wearing a dragon robe was an Rushan, the emperor of Anguo.

Looking at Ye Kong hanging in the air, the two monks glanced at each other. Obviously, there was something wrong with the intelligence. This boy was not the fourth alchemist.

But it's only six levels of Qi refining. Don't worry too much. If it's two levels higher, what can you do for two foundation builders even if you're two levels higher?

"I'll go and have a look first." The young friar asked the old friar to protect an Rushan, while he put away the umbrella shaped magic weapon and threw a flying sword.

"Is Ye Kong the opposite gas refining minor repair?" The young monk pointed to Ye Kong and asked arrogantly.

"Who are you?" Ye Kong held his hands on his chest and showed no panic.

Arrogant man! Even in lingyao mountain, those gas refining monks have to behave and call me martial uncle!

The young man snorted coldly and said, "this immortal is Huang Jiaqi, the disciple of the third generation under the ancestor of lingyao mountain refining mortal dust."

Although Huang Jiaqi looked awesome, ye Kong still recognized that this boy was not a core disciple. Under the ancestor of Lian fanchen, all monks of the whole spirit medicine mountain can call themselves like this. If they are like Lian Ruolan or younger martial brother Ma, they should call themselves the personal disciple of a certain great monk, rather than vaguely saying three generations of disciples.

Huang Jiaqi reported to himself and found that the other party didn't respect the elder's consciousness at all. He was a little annoyed and scolded, "Ye Kong! My real person's task is to protect the emperor of Anguo. Your rebellion has nothing to do with us, and we don't want to investigate you. You should live in seclusion in the mountains and cultivate calmly... But now you are actually bold, kill the door, and destroy the Jinluan temple. Don't blame our elder's men for being merciless!"

"Your men are merciless? What do you want?" Ye Kong looked at him with the corners of his eyes.

The boy was so disrespectful to immortals that Huang Jiaqi was a little angry. He patted the storage bag and a simple flying sword flew in front of him.

"A six level casual cultivation of Qi refining, I don't know what kind of crazy you are. I can't do without giving you some strength!"

"Really?" Ye Kong also patted the storage bag, and Wusuo sword appeared in his hand. Then a small brass bell flew out, and the bell grew into the size of a sea bowl, hanging in front of Ye Kong.

"Immortal Zhuji, do you want to teach me a lesson?" Ye Kong said coldly.

Watching the battle below, an Rushan was the most nervous. The strong wind just now had blown him out of his wits, and that courage had long been scared out of Pi's eyes.

Seeing that the fight was about to begin, he asked the old friar beside him, "immortal master, can master Huang win?"

The old friar was not as reckless as Huang Jiaqi. He looked at the two middle-grade magic tools taken out by Ye Kong and said, "I didn't expect this boy to be a bit famous, not like ordinary casual practice. He dared to provoke brother Huang, which means he has two brushes..."

Hearing the old monk say that ye Kong has two brushes, an Rushan suddenly became nervous, "is it possible that I will be in danger?"

Seeing that he was so afraid, the old monk couldn't help but despise him when he thought that he had just said he would go out, Then he said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to be too afraid. He just has two brushes. Our younger martial brother Huang is a rookie in the foundation building reality. He's the best. Why can't he fight a little practice during the gas refining period? Besides, there's no me? If both of our foundation building reality can't beat a six story monk, it's better to buy a piece of tofu and crash him to death."

An Rushan was relieved. He nodded and said, "What immortal Master said is reasonable. I was too careful."

He was relieved here, but he had already started to move his hands.

Huang Jiaqi raised his hand to Ye Kong and shouted, "go!"

Suddenly, the flying sword turned into a streamer and stabbed Ye Kong on the opposite flying carpet.

"That's all? It's embarrassing." Ye Kong has experienced a lot of battles, both big and small. The opposite monks are friars who build foundations and tie Dan. He has never met weak hands. Like the little immortal in the early days of foundation building, whose magic tools are not powerful, he no longer sees it in his eyes.

Hearing that ye Kong despised him, Huang Jiaqi was angry and wished he could kill Ye Kong on the spot, which relieved his hatred.

Who knows, when the flying sword was about to stab Ye Kong, ye Kong suddenly pointed his index finger at the soul taking bell in front of him, and a strong wind popped up... "Dang!"

The crisp bell rang in everyone's ears. The old monk who watched the battle below felt his mind suddenly shocked, and his divine consciousness seemed to have lost contact with the sea of Qi. There was only one thought in his mind, "no, is it a sound attack magic tool, or a very powerful sound attack magic tool!"

Generally speaking, magic tools, including voice attack magic tools, depend on the user's cultivation. If you use them on opponents who are similar to or weaker than yourself, it will naturally have an extraordinary effect. However, if the opponent is higher and much higher than himself, the effect will be poor.

The old friar didn't know that there was a soul of the ancestor of jiedan in the soul capturing bell, which was almost as powerful as an ancestor of jiedan in the early stage of jiedan. How could they survive?