"For the sake of this meal today, I will let you and your son go, if I hear you bullying Yang Xiaofei and his father again one day, prepare a coffin to collect the corpse!"

After Yang Yulong and Yang Xiaofei finished healing, Su Fan took the two of them out of the main hall where the dinner party was held, and when he left, he threw a sentence and smashed it on Yang Yuqian's face, making Yang Yuqian's face red and white for a while.

Yang Hong stood behind Yang Yuqian and didn't dare to speak from beginning to end, Su Fan's aura was too strong, and he was so powerful that he felt terrified.

The students from the Holy Palace Academy were silent.

Because they all felt that although Su Fan's cultivation was comparable to their own, if they really wanted to make a move, they were not sure that they would be able to leave Su Fan behind.

"Dad, this kid is too arrogant, he killed the people of our Yang family, and threatened you, it is better to invite a few ancestors and worshippers to come out and destroy him!"

After Su Fan and the three left, Yang Hong said to Yang Yuqian.

In the southern black city, if you want to achieve a force, you must have a half-level monk behind it.

In the Yang family, there are more than 200 semi-venal-level monks, and among the more than 200 people, a small part of them are many ancestors of the Yang family, and the rest are recruited by the Yang family from outside.

It is precisely because of the existence of so many semi-venerable masters that the Yang family can stand tall in the southern black city for several years without falling.

"Hong'er, you're right, for the sake of my father, I'm going to ask all the ancestors to come forward to kill this son!"

Hearing Yang Hong's words, Yang Yuqian's eyes flashed with fierce light, he was sure to ask that kid to repay his Yang family's blood debt!

"Senior Brother Yang Hong, this matter must not be done!"

When a student of the Sacred Palace Academy heard the words of the two, he hurriedly dissuaded him in a loud voice: "That person is powerful, if you send your own ancestor to go, there will definitely be no return!"

"Zhang Wenxin is right, Senior Brother Yang Hong, you and your father have low cultivation levels, so you can't see the depth of that person, he is a Venerable Realm master, and the strength of the three of us is on par with that!" said another Sacred Palace Academy student.

"What?Venerable Realm Master!?"

Hearing the words of the two, Yang Yuqian and Yang Hong couldn't help but change color, because they had always thought that Su Fan was just a great emperor just now.

"No wonder this Yang Xiaofei's strength has increased greatly, it must be that realm cultivator who gave him some high-level cultivation technique!"

Yang Hong said in a jealous tone, the master of the Venerable Realm can enter the inner courtyard in the Holy Palace Academy, and the three seniors around him are also students of the inner courtyard.

The three inner courtyard students glanced at each other, and they all heard that Yang Hong had something to say.

However, the competition in the Sacred Palace Academy is fierce, and every student can be said to be a classmate or a competitor, and everyone thinks about how to improve their cultivation all day long, and give their own high-level martial arts to others, they really can't do it.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yang Hong doesn't have to envy that person, when the ruins of the Star Soul Sect open tomorrow, you and the three of us will go together, maybe you can get some ancient thaumaturgy inside!"

Zhang Wenxin patted Yang Hong's shoulder with a hypocritical smirk.

"That's right, I heard that after the last time the ruins of the Star Soul Sect were opened, there was a monk who had just entered the Soul Emperor Realm and accidentally obtained a Enlightenment Saint Pill, and with this pill, the monk was already a master of the Venerable Realm when he left the ruins, and then he stepped into the Holy Realm in more than a hundred years!"

Another Inner Courtyard student also said with a hypocritical smile, intending to divert Yang Hong's attention to the Star Soul Sect ruins.

"Hong'er, enter the ruins of the Star Soul Sect tomorrow and try to get as many opportunities as possible to come back, as long as you advance to the Venerable Realm, you can avenge the death of this Mantang clan of my Yang family!"

At this time, Yang Yuqian also solemnly instructed Yang Hong, he also felt that if he wanted to get back from Su Fan, the only hope was in this Star Soul Sect ruins!

"Got it, Dad, don't worry, when I get a chance in the Star Soul Sect, it will be when that kid dies!"

Yang Hong was attracted by what the two seniors said, and coupled with his father's entrustment, he felt a little blindly that as long as he entered the ruins of the Star Soul Sect, he would definitely be able to get the opportunity to advance to the Venerable Realm!

Seeing this, the three inner courtyard students secretly glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths flashed with an imperceptible sinister smile.

......

"Yang Xiaofei, I always feel that you can't stay in the Yang family any longer, the head of the family has already murdered you!"

After returning to Yang Xiaofei's hut with Yang Yulong and his son, Su Fan said to Yang Xiaofei.

"I know, tomorrow I will take my father out of this place!"

Yang Xiaofei nodded and said, he has saved a lot of money as an adventurer in the past few years, and he decided to take his father to find a small kingdom to live in and live a down-to-earth life.

That night, Su Fan didn't sleep, but closed his eyes and practiced all night, he was already a soul venerable, and eating and sleeping were at most hobbies.

The next morning, when the sky was bright, Su Fan and Yang Yulong, father and son, packed up their salutes and left Yang's house together.

"Su Fan, you are my best friend! I hope we will have a chance to meet again in the future!"

When they parted, Yang Xiaofei's eyes were a little red, and he knew that if he said goodbye this time, it would be difficult to see Su Fan again next time.

"The separation is only temporary, you and I will meet one day!" Su Fan said quietly.

In the end, Su Fan gave most of the cultivation materials on his body, as well as twenty heaven-level martial arts, to Yang Xiaofei.

This is all what he promised to give to Yang Xiaofei before, and now he has paid it all in a lump sum.

After sending Yang Xiaofei and Yang Yulong away, Su Fan kicked his feet and flew directly out of the city.

The ruins of the Star Soul Sect are deep in the desert to the west of the Southern Black City, this is what he asked from Yang Yulong's mouth yesterday.

At this time, although it was just dawn, the sky of the South Wind Black City was full of young monks who were preparing to go to the ruins of the Star Soul Sect.

Of course, there are also some people who watch the excitement, as well as the elders of these young monks, and so on.

"Boy, you also went to the ruins of the Star Soul Sect?"

At this time, four big men dressed in black flew over from the side, all of them had a strong aura, and they were all masters of the Venerable Realm.

When they saw that Su Fan was alone, they immediately had a bad thought, anyway, the most worthless thing in this southern black city is human life, and a few dead people are nothing to them.

Su Fan saw the unkindness in the eyes of these four big men, and said coldly: "Not bad!"

"Haha!"

When the four big men heard Su Fan's answer, they all burst out laughing, and one of them stretched out his hand in front of Su Fan and said with a strange smile: "Boy, hand over the Star Soul Order, we can spare you from death!"

"Don't spare me from dying?" Su Fan sneered and sneered: "Just because you scrap wood still want to kill me?"

When the four big men heard Su Fan's words, they immediately became furious, and one of them shouted angrily: "Okay, you kid, originally we wanted to keep you with a whole corpse, but now Lao Tzu wants to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

(End of chapter)