chapter 148 Is this polite?

Wow! Han Fangyu spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and his face turned extremely pale. At this time, Bowen Gellar finished his words: "You are not qualified to practice the syllables I just chanted. They are the formulas for the fifth to eighth levels of the Emperor Talisman Qigong!" Unfortunately, it's too late. Han Fangyu only felt that his internal breath had become completely disordered, and his own vitality had suffered a strong backlash! Many streams of air, almost at...