"Hmph, what are you talking about? How could I plot against you? What a joke! I'm in charge, how can I bother with you?" Seeing that Yang Fan couldn't produce evidence, Meng Duo was immediately proud, arrogant, his waist was straight, his legs were no longer shaking, and he looked at Yang Fan with slanted eyes.

Don't be afraid!

Seeing that he was no longer in danger, Mondo immediately lost his last name.

"Hehe, you don't care about me, I have a grudge, get out!"

Yang Fan smiled, glanced at Uncle Xu and Elder Chen, his body flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Mondo, and kicked Mondo in the lower abdomen.

"Poof......

Mondo didn't react, so he directly kicked hard, bowed his body, bent his back like a shrimp, and snorted in his mouth, like a kite with a broken string, and flew out upside down and landed outside the gate of the mission hall.

"Damn, you dare to commit a crime in front of Elder Chen......"

Mondo struggled to get up, pointed at Yang Fan angrily, but halfway through his words, there was no sound, only Yang Fan was left in the hall, and Uncle Xu and Elder Chen disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"What are you guilty of? Is there any evidence? Don't talk nonsense if you don't have evidence. ”

Yang Fan carried his hands behind his back, walked lightly past Mondo's side, smiled teasingly, and walked away.

Mondo's face was as red as a pig's liver, his knuckles were white with both hands, and his eyes glared at Yang Fan's back fiercely, but in the end he still didn't make a move, watching Yang Fan pass through the square in front of the hall, gradually moving away from ......

He glanced back at the hall of the Mission Hall reluctantly, and quickly left with anger on his face.

"Hehe, this kid is interesting. ”

When Yang Fan and Mondo were gone, the hall flashed with brilliance, and the figures of Uncle Xu and Elder Chen appeared in the hall, and Elder Chen's shriveled face showed a smile of appreciation.

"Elder Chen, Yang Fan is very talented, he is a good talent, and he will be the seed candidate in the next inner door selection competition, but unfortunately he has already joined the Transmission Hall, Elder Tong is not easy to speak......" Uncle Xu said lightly with a look of relief on his face.

"It doesn't matter, he is the most haode choice in the Chuan Gong Palace, Tong Lao'er is afraid that he will take out all his treasures to cultivate Yang Fan this time, how can I say that he also belongs to our outer disciples, as long as he can win glory for us!"

Elder Chen said and suddenly turned his head to look at Uncle Xu, "You keep a snack during this time, Mondo is a small belly, he will definitely find an opportunity to take revenge, once he catches his handle, take him down, the punishment hall has been really arrogant in recent years, and it should be punished......

Yang Fan returned to his residence, opened the door but froze, a pretty figure was sitting at the head of his bed, and when he saw him enter the house, he hurriedly got up, lowered his head, and his face was crimson.

Yunshang!

Yang Fan didn't expect that Yunshang would come here, which surprised him a little.

Usually Yunshang came to look for him, but he didn't bother to enter his room, and he left after talking outside the courtyard, but this time he actually sat at the head of the bed in the house.

"You're back, and this is Master's reward for you. Yunshang's face was flushed, he dropped a book, and with a gust of fragrant wind, he hurriedly floated past Yang Fan's side and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Fan looked at Yunshang stupidly and left, without even saying a word.

"Hate Yang Fan, don't leave anyone to talk about......" Yunshang walked out of the yard, stomped his feet hatefully, pouted his red and tender cherry mouth, and glared at the yard angrily, and then left unwillingly.

"Purple Wings. ”

Yang Fan came back to his senses after a long time, picked up the book on the bedside, there were three dark purple characters written on it, the cover was faintly yellow, it looked like it had been a long time, and the corners of the pages were a little old, which seemed to have been left by people who had often flipped through them.

Gently turning the pages of the book, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a purple light suddenly erupted from the book, rushing into his mind in a blink of an eye, and a stream of information instantly filled his heart.

"Purple wings, purple wings on the back, flying in the air, crossing the void when Dacheng, crossing the sky......"

Passages of text melted into his heart, and then a pair of brilliant, majestic purple wings appeared in his mind.

The purple wings are dark purple, the surface is covered with foot-long feathers, one by one as sharp as an arrow, layer upon layer, and a vast breath emanates from the wings, like angel wings, full of sacred, majestic aura.

Yang Fan showed a look of surprise on his face, gently closed the book, and put it into the empty ring.

The ** of the flying class is extremely precious, and ordinary people can't get it at all.

And the "Purple Wing Jue" is the flight class that countless people dream of, after cultivation, you can condense the aura into wings under the shoulders behind your back, and fly high like an eagle between the wings, mountains and rivers, in a blink of an eye.

The more magical special feature of the "Purple Wing Jue" is that the layers of feather arrows, when the cultivation reaches the fullest, can be turned into a means of attack, and the feather arrows are flying one after another, and nothing is broken.

He never thought that Tong Nan would actually teach such a precious ** to himself, it was so generous that he couldn't imagine it.

Yang Fan is very clear that the preciousness of the flying class, the general flight class, is hard to find, and many people dream of it, but unfortunately this kind of ** has no price and is extremely rare.

If there is one of the most ordinary flying classes in Frost Moon City, the whole city will be a sensation, and the major families will fight for it, and they will try all kinds of means to get it.

It's a pity that there are too few flying **, it is rare to see in the world, and the appearance of each ** will cause a sensation, with corpses all over the field and rivers of blood.

This kind of ** does not require much advanced cultivation, as long as it is a cultivator with vitality, he can cultivate, the stronger the vitality, the longer the duration of the flight.

Soaring in the sky, this is the dream of many people! If a mortal wants to fly, it is simply impossible, even if he is a strong person who has reached the spiritual martial realm through cultivation, he can only fly a very short distance for a short time, and he cannot fly off the ground for a long time at all.

Only peerless powerhouses who have reached the Xuanwu realm can use Xuanqi to soar freely in the sky with the help of Xuanqi.

A person in the Mortal Martial Realm, as long as he has cultivated the ** of the flying class, as long as he is clever, in the hands of the powerhouse of the Martial Realm, he can also escape his life, what a rebellious thing!

And those with a slightly higher realm can also use flying ** to wrestle with strong people who are several times higher than their own realm.

"Strange...... Strange!Elder Tong is not related to me, how could he give me such a precious **?" After Yang Fan was happy, he couldn't guess Tong Nan's specific intentions.

The "Purple Wing Technique" is not just a flying class**, that arrow is a big killing weapon, with the dual ability of flying and attacking**, it is even more precious, even the powerhouses of the Light Martial Realm can dream of it.

Yang Fan believes that the level of the "Purple Wing Formula" definitely surpasses the Yang family's "Amazing Formula" and surpasses the prefecture-level first grade.

** Like the realm of cultivation, it is also divided into several levels, with Yang Fan's knowledge, from low to high: mortal level, earth level, heaven level, and holy level.

Each level is further divided into one to nine grades.

"This is definitely beyond the ** of the prefecture-level first grade, even if the Qingyue Sect is rich, it is impossible to give it away at will, what does Elder Tong mean?" Yang was puzzled.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, Yang Fan couldn't find the answer, so he simply didn't bother to think about it anymore, his mind moved, according to the way recorded in the "Purple Wing Jue", the aura gathered under the shoulders behind him, and suddenly the brilliance was greatly vibrating, and a pair of dark purple wings stretched out from the root of his shoulders, and the wingspan reached a zhang, and streams of air surged between the wings, making his body as light as a feather.

With a slight step, Yang Fan's body suddenly disappeared in a flash, leaving only a whistling wing wind.

In the next moment, he appeared twenty meters away, faster than lightning!