A Good Romance
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Ling Feifan looked at Ling Han in surprise. Was this Ling Han's means?
It was too shocking. In just three days, although it felt like several years, his strength had been reborn. He was simply a god.
"Brat, hurry up and wash up. Prepare to snatch the bride." Ling Han kicked his butt.
Ling Feifan came back to his senses and immediately ran away.
A short while later, Ling Han and Ling Feifan exited the Immortal Visitors Residence and headed towards the An Clan.
It had to be said that the An Family's methods were astonishing. In less than three days, the An Family had already been completely rebuilt. It exuded the domineering aura of an Empyrean family. Those without a strong enough will couldn't even approach it. Their legs would turn to jelly.
Ling Han clasped his hands behind his back and walked leisurely. Ling Feifan followed behind him obediently.
"How are your parents now?" Ling Han asked.
"They are so in love with each other that it's as if they are conjoined together. They don't separate from each other no matter what they do." Ling Feifan was playing with a saber in his hand, which was the Immortal Artifact that Ling Han had just made for him.
With Ling Han's current strength, polishing Immortal Metal into a weapon was naturally something that could be done with a single thought.
"They've been traveling around all day, and they've even passed through many planes. Now, they're helping Xu Du Plane to resist the invasion, so I can only follow them as a soldier, but I've been captured." Ling Feifan sighed.
Ling Han was astounded. Being able to shuttle between planes, could it be that Ling Jian Xue had already become a Celestial Master?
"What is your father's current cultivation level?" he asked.
"A ninth firmament immortal monarch."
Ling Han was even more puzzled. A ninth firmament Immortal King could travel between planes. Was such strength enough?
"Father was very lucky and obtained a mysterious bead. As long as he uses it, he can hide his tracks. Even a Heavenly Venerable won't be able to discover him," Ling Feifan explained.
Ling Han came to a realization. Otherwise, he really did not believe that a ninth heaven Immortal King could do this.
However, if he traveled the 10,000 worlds, he might be able to obtain an opportunity to become a quasi-empyrean. This was Ling Jian Xue's cultivation method.
As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the An residence.
There were already people waiting here. When they saw the two of them, they immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord."
He was saluting Ling Han, but Ling Feifan nodded his head casually as if he was saluting him, which made the man furious. Ling Han was a Third Heavenly Layer Immortal King.
Ling Han raised his hand. "Lead the way."
The third Firmament Immortal King didn't dare say anything in front of Ling Han. He obediently led the way. Soon, the three of them arrived at the living room. An Tayun and Yang Zhihe were sitting in the host and guest seats respectively, while An Xiu 'er and Yang Xuanlong stood behind them.
When it came to Ling Feifan, An Xiu 'er's beautiful eyes immediately lit up.
Yang Xuanlong clenched his fists tightly upon seeing this. He swore in his heart that he would find an opportunity to kill Ling Feifan later.
He had only met An Xiu 'er a few times before and didn't really like her. However, for the sake of his father's great plan, he had to marry An Xiu' er. In fact, he didn't dislike this. An Xiu 'er was a true young lady from a prestigious family. She was also delicate and pretty, completely worthy of him.
Therefore, he didn't object to this marriage. However, his wife was already flirting with another man even before they were married. How could he not want to kill her?
Wasn't what men hated the most when they were cuckolded?
"Let's start the match." An Tayun raised his hand, and a small pagoda floated in the air. It had nine floors and was completely golden. Chaotic Qi circulated around it, as if the world had just been created.
This was a Empyrean Treasure Weapon. Since two Immortal Kings were fighting, it was naturally better to enter the space inside. Otherwise, the An residence that had just been rebuilt might collapse again.
The two young men moved their feet and were about to enter.
"Feifan, be careful," An Xiu 'er couldn't help but say.
"Don't worry, I can fight ten of these trash at once." Ling Feifan waved his hand. He was really carefree.
Yang Xuanlong was half dead with anger. His killing intent intensified. He stepped into the space inside the pagoda. He had already decided to kill Ling Feifan.
Even An Tayun and Yang Zhihe didn't look too good. An Tayun said, "Xiu 'er, girls should be reserved." Yang Zhihe snorted to show his dissatisfaction.
Ling Han laughed. "Little girl, come, come."
An Xiu 'er already knew his identity. She immediately walked over and bowed slightly. "Xiu' er greets the old man."
Ling Han took out a spatial artifact and handed it over. "Here, this is a greeting gift. Take it."
"Thank you, old man." An Xiu 'er said obediently. She couldn't help but open her mouth when she scanned it with her divine sense. There were countless high-level immortal medicines and a few pieces of immortal gold inside.
Such a greeting gift was really generous.
Meanwhile, the battle between Ling Feifan and Yang Xuanlong also began inside the Celestial Treasure.
In this space, An Tayun had the final say. He used the Celestial Treasure to suppress Yang Xuanlong's cultivation to the First Heavenly Layer.
Even so, Yang Xuanlong definitely had a great advantage. First, his cultivation was at the peak of the First Heavenly Layer. Second, he was more sensitive to laws and could use them more meticulously.
However, Ling Feifan's attack shocked him.
Ling Feifan didn't use any laws at all. He just rushed up and bombarded him.
This was too tasteless. What was the difference between him and a scoundrel in a marketplace? Was he still an Immortal King?
However, he immediately discovered that Ling Feifan's fists were astonishingly heavy. Every time he received a punch, his chest felt like it was boiling and he wanted to vomit blood. Moreover, not only were they heavy, but they were also fast. He couldn't even react in time.
He was originally very confident that his opponent was more monstrous than him. He could still use the Celestial Treasure Technique, which was absolutely impossible for Ling Feifan to resist.
However, he didn't have the chance to use the Celestial Treasure Technique now.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Ling Feifan's furious fists rained down, not giving Yang Xuanlong any chance to use his ultimate move.
"What a blind guy. How dare you have designs on my wife!" Ling Feifan said disdainfully as he continued to throw punches.
Yang Xuanlong had no time to retort. He could only defend in this kind of battle.
However, there was always a loophole. Defense was passive. The attacker could fail a hundred times, or even ten thousand times, but if the defender made a single mistake, the consequences would be disastrous.
Under Ling Feifan's bombardment, Yang Xuanlong was quickly hit by a punch. His bones broke, and he groaned in pain.
He hurriedly retreated. If this continued, he would definitely lose.
Once he had enough distance, he began to prepare his ultimate move.
"Ling Feifan, it's all over now." He raised his hands, and white flames danced in his palms.
The Bright White Flame could incinerate everything.
Ling Feifan couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He had originally thought that he wouldn't give Yang Xuanlong any chance to use his ultimate move. However, a genius was a genius after all, and he had still managed to break free.
He shook his hands. Even his bones hurt. After all, his physical skills had increased rapidly, and he didn't have a physique to match them. The previous high-intensity battle had put a great burden on him.
"Stop daydreaming. You'll only be beaten to a pulp by me," he said with a smile.
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