"The child is good."


    "It''s really good. At his age, it''s rare to have such strength and courage."


    In a nursing home in Beijing, two old people who looked hale and hearty sat leisurely by the pond in the backyard, basking in the sun, fishing and chatting quietly.


    A bald man with a ring scar on his head is an old monk.


    One has a slightly fat face, white eyebrows and white beard, looks very gentle and reassuring, and the smile on his face is like the spring breeze.


    "It''s said that he is an imperial doctor. His medical skills are superb, and even half a step emperor can cure him." the fat old man whispered to himself.


    "More than that," the old monk answered, "he also made those imperial soul refining Pills We took a few days ago."


    "It can be seen that his spiritual origin and spiritual knowledge of the sea must be extremely powerful and majestic, otherwise he could not have behaved so evil in the spirit of reading teachers."


    The slightly fat old man said, "after the war, if he survives by chance, I want to see him."


    As soon as the old monk raised his eyebrows, he couldn''t help turning his head and looking at the old man around him: "why, you want to ask him to heal your injury? You''re the wound of the road. Even the non-smoking girl can''t recover. Most of the child can''t do it."


    "Why don''t you try?" the little fat old man said dismissively, "it''s best to be able to cure nature. Can''t I blame him?"


    "Besides, it''s rare for a descendant to have such a talent and be angry with me. What does it matter to see him? If he really has the ability, he can make me happy, even if he gives him a chance to become an emperor?"


    The old monk sat up straight and looked at the slightly fat old man in a daze: "Lao Li Tou, you don''t want to be serious. What''s more, Yang Fan doesn''t look like a silly fork. If it''s a battle of death, do you think he will come and join the fun?"


    Old leader Li said, "don''t forget the purpose of the Federation to invite Yang Fan over this time. The arrangement of the ten party purgatory evil killing array has a higher priority. If Yang Fan doesn''t want to, no one can force him."


    The old monk nodded, as if it was such a reason.


    However, Yang Fan is just a rookie in the king''s realm. Why does he dare to break into the space battlefield of half emperor level so boldly?


    Even if he has a pet of the banbu demon emperor, he may not be able to protect him in the chaotic banbu emperor war.


    The old monk saw clearly just now.


    Although Yang Fan''s sika deer is indeed a half step demon emperor, its strength is a little stronger than those half step emperors. It''s just a bit of garbage.


    Such a half step demon emperor has entered the space battlefield, which may even become a problem for self-protection, not to mention protecting Yang Fan.


    So, what gave Yang Fan such strong confidence that he dared to break into the space battlefield of the half step emperor with the body of a king?


    The old monk couldn''t understand it. He was so itchy that he didn''t have the calmness that an eminent monk should have.


    "Well, you won!" the old monk finally clenched his teeth and glared at old man Li fiercely: "don''t you just want old Na to show his talent and magic power once? I''m not too tired to turn so many corners!"


    With that, the old monk moved his mind, and a vertical eye the size of a soybean, shining with a faint golden light, suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows.


    "Heavenly eye magic power, get up!"


    With the old monk''s laborious low drink, a sudden light burst from the vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows, directly projecting a virtual shadow on the water surface of the pond in front of them.


    Soon, the water surface of the whole pond turned into an urgent screen with a very clear view. Dozens of people and figures in the screen intertwined back and forth, full of energy, and the surrounding space cracks vibrated again and again.


    Here, it is Yang Fan who has just entered the half step emperor level space battlefield.


    Soon, Yang Fan, his pet sika deer and Zhang Hongxin also clearly appeared on the screen.


    They had just entered the battlefield and had not had time to join the battle with the banbu demon emperor. Yang Fan rode carefully and hid on the back of the sika deer to avoid the powerful aftereffects of the battle everywhere.


    Hoo Hoo!


    The old monk gasped and looked at Yang Fan and Zhang Hongxin who had not started to do it in the picture. He couldn''t help but scolded and said:


    "These two cubs still have ink stains there. They''ve all gone in. Let''s fight quickly! Don''t you know how difficult it is for the poor monk to maintain the divine power of the heavenly eye?"


    Old man Li shook his head slightly: "monk, be open-minded. It''s just that you released your talent and magic power once. You can''t die. What''s the hurry!"


    The old monk couldn''t help spitting. He really didn''t hurt his back when standing and talking. What he consumed together was not the origin of your soul.


    "Eh? It''s moving!"


    Old man Li''s spirit perked up and his eyes stared at the picture in the water curtain.


    In the picture, Yang Fan is still standing where he is, and Zhang Hongxin rushes to the nearest half step demon emperor like beating chicken blood.


    "No, the boy''s speed and strength have improved so much?"


    Old man Li frowned slightly, especially when he saw Zhang Hongxin''s great power. With only a pair of iron fists, he beat the half step demon emperor in front of him into a hemiplegia, which directly lost half his life. Old man Li was even more incredible.


    It''s really surprising that a half step demon emperor whose strength is almost the same as that of Zhang Hongxin in just a few seconds.


    How did he do it?


    "In the field of gravity, there are other force increases!"


    The old monk whispered and said, "his body speed is at least five to ten times higher than that before entering the space battlefield. If he doesn''t have any natural powers or martial arts secrets, only the gravity field just displayed by Yang Fan is possible."


    "The blessing of anti gravity will make him completely unable to sense his own weight. With a very slight force, he can make his body method speed reach the extreme that human beings can achieve."


    "Unexpectedly, the gravity field displayed by Yang Fan, a king, can even affect a half step emperor like Zhang Hongxin. This should be his bottom card for daring to break into the space battlefield?"


    Zhang Hongxin is his own.


    Whether old man Li or the old monk knows what talent and magic he has and what martial arts secret skills he has cultivated.


    Therefore, they directly excluded the first two options and definitely attributed the great change of Zhang Hongxin to Yang Fan''s gravity field.


    The faces of the two old men showed surprise and surprise at the same time.


    Unexpectedly, Yang Fan''s bottom card would be the gravity field he had just displayed outside the city.


    It was beyond their expectation. If they hadn''t seen it with their own eyes, they couldn''t believe that Yang Fan''s gravity field could step on Zhang Hongxin in the half step emperor''s realm.


    Because under normal circumstances, even in the gain field, there are order restrictions. The increase is the strongest between the same order or low order. If it is super or over order, the effect will be doubled and weakened until there is no gain effect at all.


    According to Yang Fan''s current strength level, Zhang Hongxin is not affected at all.


    But now, looking at Zhang Hongxin''s body method speed, the increase is not a little.


    "Although it''s a little surprising, it seems understandable to think about his identity as an imperial doctor and an imperial soul refiner."


    Old man Li took a deep breath and soon recovered.


    This is the advantage of living for a long time and seeing many things. I have experienced everything and seen any accidents. My psychological endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.


    "Eh, what is this little chapter doing? If he hurts but doesn''t kill, does he still want to catch this half step demon emperor alive?"


    The old monk whispered again.


    In the screen, Zhang Hongxin beat the banbu demon emperor half to death in a very short time. Instead of killing it directly, he raised his hand and grabbed the banbu demon emperor''s neck and returned to Yang Fan.


    Then, under the gaze of the old monk and old man Li, they saw Yang Fan take a kitchen knife out of his waist and cut off the half dead half step demon emperor''s head without any embarrassment.


    Brush!


    The plasma burst, and the half step demon emperor''s head was unloaded into eight pieces, so he couldn''t die anymore.


    "What immortal operation is this...?"


    The two old men sat on the edge of the pond and looked at each other. They couldn''t understand.


    Anyway, it''s all about killing. If Zhang Hongxin directly kills it, why take off his pants and fart? It''s a waste of time?


    Their position at the moment is the space battlefield of the half step emperor.


    There are still more than 20 half step demon emperors in it. The battle between the people and the demon is in full swing. These two goods don''t want to help kill the demon quickly, but they still have the leisure to play the game of torture and killing here?


    What nonsense!