Chapter 1102: Accept you as a righteous son

"The fairyland..."
Daoyou Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the old man carefully. Without turning on the super game mode, he was not an opponent at all. At the same time, he turned on the identification function for the old man in his mind.
Name: Wang Peng, known as Wang Duke
Identity: Chief Steward of Wuyou City City Lord's Mansion
Realm: the third floor of the fairyland
Favorability: 40100
Cultivation method: The Great Fan Sacred Palm, Secret Wave Phantom Step...
"Only the third level of the Immortal Emperor Realm can be solved easily."
After a few words in his heart, Yang Fan's gaze fell on the person of the Dragon Race again.
Name: Long Tian
Identity: the second son of the patriarch of the dragon clan in the middle reaches of the island
Realm: the fifth floor of the fairyland (clone)
Favorability: -100100
Techniques: Nine Changes of Dragon Teng, Breath of Dragon Yuan, Dragon Claw Hand...
Good guy, the likability level has actually reached the lower limit, and it's all minus one hundred, which has reached the point where it is impossible to relax anyway.
"Are you a clone?"
Yang Fan frowned and felt a little unhappy when he saw that the introduction reached the two words in brackets.
Based on the strength of Long Tian's clone, Yang Fan could probably infer the true strength of the body. He thought that he would be able to kill the son of the patriarch of the Dragon clan today.
"You can actually see that I am a clone now?"
Long Tian was extremely surprised. After all, his cultivation base at this time was the eighth level of the Immortal Realm. It is logically impossible for Yang Fan to see through his various clones based on Yang Fan's strength.
However, when Long Tian cast his gaze on Yang Fan, his heart was slightly shaken, because at this time he could not see through Yang Fan's cultivation.
Inability to see through a person's cultivation is nothing more than two possibilities.
One is to use a certain magic weapon that can cover the breath, and the other is to surpass himself, and Long Tian prefers the former.
Thinking of this, Long Tian immediately revealed the color of greed, the magic weapon of the hidden breath that can make him unable to see through the powers of the eighth-layer of the dignified Immortal Realm, and the grade is definitely not low.
"How did you know?"
Long Tian spoke again, and at the same time he got up, and a steel fork appeared in his hand. It was actually made of dragon bones. Yang Fan felt a strong dragon power on it. The master of this dragon bone was definitely an immortal emperor before his life.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are caught back, I believe my father will be very happy. By the way, I will make a dowry for my lovely nephew."
When he said this, the corner of Long Tian's mouth rose up, obviously there was something in his words.
"I think it's fine. Now that you know who is behind the scenes, then this meeting will end here."
Yang Fan was tired of this cat-and-mouse game. With a slight pressure on his hands, the sealing device in his hand snapped instantly. At the same time, Yang Fan's cultivation level was undoubtedly exposed, the tenth peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm.
"You!"
When Long Tian saw this, his pupils shrank and his legs moved back unconsciously.
The old man on the side was still closing his eyes and contemplating, but he felt Yang Fan's powerful aura, his squinted eyes slowly opened, and the golden light that ordinary people could not see radiated from them, as if he was about to envelop the whole world.
"Not the tenth-floor peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm, but the Half Step Immortal Emperor."
The words of the old man made everyone in the hall look shocked.
Judging from Yang Fan's appearance, his age would never exceed one million and two hundred thousand years old.
The 1.2 million-year-old half-step immortal emperor, the Celestial Immortal Territory is not unavailable, but every one of them is the proud son of the top power and is cultivated as the future successor.
"You... come to my Wuyou City, I believe that the city owner will accept you as a righteous son, and you will be the owner of Wuyou City in the future."
Wang Peng said, his tone was not irritable or impatient, as if he was talking about a very common thing.
Yang Fan was a little speechless, let's not say that he didn't know this old man. Even if he did, Yang Fan would not do it. He was not Lu Bu, and he was confessing his righteous father everywhere.
"You are just a disciple of a low-level force Xianwuzong in the lower reaches of the continent. Not to mention the strength of that Xianwuzong's suzerain, as long as you join My Worry-Free City and worship Lord City Lord as your foster father, your status can even be higher than mine. Why not do it."
The old man Wang Peng moved forward step by step and once again lured.
Yang Fan was a little unhappy, said in a deep voice.
"Is your Lord Santos so short of sons? He shouldn't be sexual-incompetent, otherwise, why do you want to find a son and give birth to one yourself?"
"Asshole!!!"
The old man Wang Peng was furious, and his voice was a bit sharp, much like the elderly eunuchs in costume film and television dramas.
"Dare to insult the city lord, you can't keep you!"
Wang Peng took the shot without saying a word. He raised his left hand, facing Yang Fan with a fluttering palm, and Yang Fan faintly saw some hazy smoke on his palm.
Paiyun palm!
A huge illusory palm quickly flew towards Yang Fan, and a serious blow from the three-tier expert in the Immortal Emperor Realm caused a shock in the space.
Wang Pengfei's attack not only blocked the surrounding space, and cut off the possibility of Yang Fan wanting to escape using space spells, but it also directly locked Yang Fan, no matter how he avoided it, it was impossible to escape.
Yang Fan's face sank, and the golden arrogance wrapped around his body. On the surface of the golden arrogance, there was still an arc of blue and white forehead. This was the performance of Super Game 2, but it also meant that Yang Fan became more proficient in Super Game 2 mode. .
Dang!
When the huge illusory palm was less than one meter away from Yang Fan, Yang Fan just used one finger to smash that palm into pieces.
At the same time, a beam of light was shot from Yang Fan's fingers and rushed towards Wang Peng.
"What?!!!"
Wang Peng's eyes widened, Yang Fan's light beam was extremely fast, came to him in the blink of an eye, and then cut off the hand he used.
Pouch!
Golden blood spurted wildly, and a heart-piercing pain spread to the brain.
"It's impossible!"
Long Tian's eyes widened, and the strength that Yang Fan had just exploded had definitely reached the fifth level of the immortal emperor realm of his body, but the intelligence said that Yang Fan had only the strength of the Daluo Jinxian.
Escape!
Long Tian didn't even think about it, so he flew straight away. Although he was only an incarnation, he had no direct connection with the body, so he had to go back and tell the clan about this matter.
A little human from the Great Luojin Fairyland, his realm soared so much in just over a hundred years. If this was given him thousands of years, he would still not reach the quasi-sage level.
The quasi-sage level, that is a level that even his father has not reached. If Yang Fan reaches this level, then the only one who welcomes the dragon clan is destruction.
Thinking of this, Long Tian speeded up again.
"Do you think you can escape?"
At this moment, Yang Fan's voice rang in his ears.
Huh!
Long Tian didn't even think about it, his palms turned into dragon claws, and he patted fiercely towards the source of the sound.
The feeling of hitting the target did not come, Yang Fan's figure appeared in front of him, and a deep blue light enveloped Long Tian.