As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man rushed to Zhao Yufan, raised his right arm and patted his face gently, and then disappeared without a trace.
Suddenly, Zhao Yufan's face turned red and he swiped the steel knife across the air in his hand.
He was a little angry.
Although the middle-aged man just touched his face lightly, it was like a slap in the face.
"Damn" he cursed in a low voice, his body was filled with a strong killing intent, the air around him surged, and a strong wind suddenly blew.
The trees, green grass, and flowers swayed at the same time.
Zhao Yufan's eyes were heavy and his head suddenly dropped slowly, like an old man in his twilight years.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man hiding nearby smelled a dangerous smell.
Leaves, broken grass, and flower petals were flying in the mouth, and except for the sound of the wind, the surroundings were quiet.
Zhao Yufan seemed to have stopped breathing and stood there motionless, like a rock that had stood for a thousand years.
The middle-aged man's eyes changed from relaxed to alert.
His eyes were like a hungry wolf, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
After a long time.
The strong wind subsided, the leaves fell, and the petals rippled in the air.
When all the leaves fall to the ground and only one petal remains in the air.
The crisis has finally arrived.
This is not a crisis for Zhao Yufan alone, but a crisis for him and the middle-aged man.
They have both brought pressure to each other, a pressure of crisis.
Although this danger is not fatal, it has a kind of crisis for them.
Extraordinary meaning.
The last petal finally slowly fell to the ground, and at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly moved.
At the same time, Zhao Yufan's steel knife also shook slightly.
The figure of the middle-aged man had been deliberately exposed before he appeared in front of Zhao Yufan, but this made Zhao Yufan even more speechless, because there were countless figures of middle-aged people in front of him, and there were only a few of more than a hundred.
Among these figures, Only one is a real middle-aged man.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures rushed in front of Zhao Yufan, and they all made the same action, that is, they raised their right arms and struck him.
Zhao Yufan's steel knife also struck out directly at this moment.
It was just a simple chop, because he had no way to eliminate these figures, so he could only use the most arrogant method to solve it.
With one strike of the knife, all the figures around him were shattered.
When he made this slash, the middle-aged man also slapped him on the back with his palm.
A simple slap, without any harm, just like the slap of an ordinary person.
The middle-aged man smiled happily.
He thought he had won.
However, the moment he smiled, Zhao Yufan suddenly turned around and smiled too.
Seeing his smile, the middle-aged man was slightly startled and took a step back.
He refused to return it.
As soon as he retreated, his whole face turned pale.
He glared at Zhao Yufan and cursed: "Shameless" "I said you will pay the price" Zhao Yufan pursed his lips and snickered, looking a little proud.
The middle-aged man was where he was standing just now.
When he started to lower his head, he set up a trap around him.
This trap was very simple, just spreading a layer of silver light powder on the ground.
The silver light powder has no harmful power, but it is the same as the palm hit by the middle-aged man just now.
Although it has no harmful power, it does not mean that it has no power.
If both of them have the intention to hurt others, then Zhao Yufan's silver light powder and the middle-aged man's palm can be exchanged for fatal attacks.
It is because they have no intention of hurting each other, so they use this egg method to tell Opponent: I can hurt you.
"Who are you?"
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Zhao Yufan asked.
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and replied coolly: "Emperor Wu, Feng Changle."
"Uh" Zhao Yufan almost laughed when he heard this name.
Names like "Feng Changle" are usually used by dandy disciples.
How come this middle-aged man is still called by such a name even though his name is not very good?
But his strength is very strong, "The Emperor Wu is so strong" "Of course" Feng Changle shook his head coolly, as if he were an elder: "I can tell you that the group of Martial Emperors you met before were all the most rubbish Martial Emperors."
The Emperor Wu, who was respected by everyone, turned out to be trash in Feng Changle's words.
Zhao Yufan was a little speechless, but someone asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"
Looking at Zhao Yufan's expression of not understanding anything, Feng Changle shook his head sadly and sighed: "It's really sad.
The Qinglan Sect is getting more and more defeated, and they don't tell you this kind of thing."
Without waiting for Zhao Yufan to ask, he continued: "There are ten levels of junior warriors.
Do you think the Martial Emperor is just the Martial Emperor?"
"Are you saying that the Martial Emperor also has ten levels?"
Zhao Yufan blinked, feeling a little unbelievable.
If things were really like Feng Changle said, then why didn't people in the empire know about it?
"The Martial Emperor does not have ten levels, but there are four realms: mortal realm, flying feather realm, heaven and earth realm, and sky-traveling realm."
"Am I in the mortal realm?"
Zhao Yufan was asking Feng Changle, and he was also asking himself.
Feng Changle curled up his lips and spoke with unceremonious contempt: "You are not in the mortal realm, you are just the most ordinary Martial Emperor."
Staring at Feng Changle carefully, Zhao Yufan listened to his words and felt that they were true, but why no one had told him about it?
And no one in the entire empire seemed to have talked about it.
He had met many Martial Emperors, and these Martial Emperors seemed Don't even know about this.
"I still don't believe it."
Feng Changle's eyes widened and he pursed his lips and said, "Do you know why there are so few Martial Emperors?
Do you know why there are so many Martial Emperors?
Do you know why there are so few Martial Emperors among lone warriors?"
Three questions in a row made Zhao Yufan stupid.
"Because they don't understand what Martial Emperor is, their cultivation will always stay in Martial Emperor realm.
Of course, it's mainly due to their own reasons.
But if Martial Emperors know these things, it will still be useful for them to become Martial Emperor, but they They think that becoming a Martial Emperor gives them the capital to become a Martial Emperor, but in fact they are not a true Martial Emperor at all.”
Zhao Yufan scratched his head, feeling a little confused and confused, "Senior, can you make it simpler and more straightforward?"
"Okay."
Feng Changle rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "The reason why you don't know the Fourth Realm of the Martial Emperor is that you are an idiot because you don't ask.
As for other people, in fact, they have known it for a long time, but they are all used to calling themselves Martial Emperor."
The emperor will naturally not change.
And do you think that no one in the empire knows about this?"
"I've never heard anyone say that," Zhao Yufan said seriously.
"Go and ask."
Feng Changle was speechless and turned around to leave.
He walked very quickly, and before Zhao Yufan could say anything, he had already disappeared.
After standing there for a long time, Zhao Yufan suddenly thought, why does this person know the Demon Control Sutra?
How could he have forgotten such an important thing?
However, since he came here for the Demon Control Sutra, if he didn’t get the Demon Control Sutra this time, he should come again next time.
After thinking for a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and murmured to himself: "The Four Realms of Emperor Wu: Mortal Realm, Feiyu Realm, Heaven and Earth Realm, and Treading Sky Realm."
As he spoke, he asked Xia He Walk to the residence
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