Shanrou went on a long trip and only came home this morning.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, he happened to meet the owner of Luomen standing downstairs in the tube building, and he spoke nonsense to Zhang Fan by name.

Shanrou furrowed her brows, watching that the neighbors on the upper floor of the tube were all alarmed by him, and fled one by one, and couldn't help but be angry.

"No matter who you are, cultivators are not allowed to interfere with the lives of ordinary people, do you want to make a blatant exception?"

When the Lord of the Solomon Gate heard a woman's angry rebuke, he immediately frowned, and looked disdainfully at the place where the voice came from upstairs.

"Who are you! The master of this sect is looking for trouble with Zhang Fan, how can you have room to speak!"

"When you encounter injustice, you should naturally speak up. ”

Shanrou turned over and jumped off the ledge of the window, standing in front of the Lord of the Romans, confronting him from afar.

Even though Shanrou had a little understanding of the strength of the Lord of the Rohmon Gate that could shake the entire tube building with a roar, and really faced his monstrous anger, the momentum that was about to collapse her backbone also made her face change.

The strong man who came to find trouble this time was even more powerful than the white-robed old man who came from Kongtong Gate last time!

Where did Zhang Fan provoke such a strong enemy?

When Shanrou was in doubt, the Lord of the Solomon Gate was already impatient to talk to such a weak female cultivator.

"You know Zhang Fan, don't you know him! Call him out now, otherwise don't blame me for treating you as Zhang Fan's comrade, and your subordinates are ruthless!"

As the words of the Lord of the Solomon Gate fell, a coercion also pressed the kneecaps of Shanrou with an unbearable crisp sound.

Her face was pale, but she still held on to her breath, unwilling to kneel down for the Lord of the Solomon Gate.

What's more, Zhang Fan is her benefactor and her best friend, how can she betray Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan is not here, don't bother in vain!"

"Hmm, I clearly feel his breath, you dare to lie to me!

Shanrou's concealment made the Lord of the Solomon Gate angry, and immediately slapped Shanrou out with a palm.

Faced with the level gap of several realms, Shanrou's complexion changed greatly, and she was beaten to the ground with broken bones without any resistance, and her whole body was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye, like a broken rag doll, falling to the ground.

Looking at Shanrou, who was constantly losing her vitality, the Lord of the Solomon Gate snorted coldly, still feeling puzzled.

When he shouted next, he also stimulated Zhang Fan with Shanrou's incompetence to come forward for Zhang Fan, but he was seriously injured by him.

Upstairs, Li Meng woke up from his sleep.

She heard the roar of thunder outside, felt the shaking of the building, and hurried to the window to check the situation.

"Ah, Shanrou!"

Who knew that when she looked at it, the first thing she noticed was not the imposing and numb scalp that made people's scalps tingle, and hit the frightened Lord of the Luomen Gate in her heart, but the kindness and gentleness lying over there, covered in blood.

Li Meng couldn't help but gasp, he didn't want to run next door, and knocked on the door frantically to wake up Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan, it's not good, you have another enemy coming to the door!"

"Shanrou was injured by that person for you, and now I don't know if I live or die!"

"Wake up, only you can solve that person and save Shanrou!"

Zhang Fan heard Li Meng's words in a daze, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He forced out the remaining alcohol in his body as he strode to the door.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, but you ...... listen"

Following Li Meng's words, another wave of rampant shouts from the Lord of the Solomon Gate resounded in the sky.

Zhang Fan's face sank like water when he listened, and he said hello three times in a row.

A touch of anger appeared on his face, and Zhang Fan's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The next moment, he reappeared, already beside Shanrou, who was seriously injured and dying.

"Damn, I'm hurt worse than last time!"

Zhang Fan didn't care that there was a strong enemy in front of him who wanted to kill him, so he hurriedly took out the last remaining bottle of Shangpin Healing Wound Scatter and poured it into Shanrou.

He knew that this could only temporarily hang Shanrou's life, and her vitality was still flowing with heavy bleeding, so he hurriedly took out the silver needle and immediately cast the thirteen needles of the ghost gate to protect her heart.

Next to him, out of the corner of his eye, the Lord of the Solomon Gate suddenly noticed that there was another person on Shanrou's side, and he couldn't help but squint slowly.

When his gaze swept to Zhang Fan's contemplative face, his appearance coincided with the portrait drawn by the disciples of the door to the master of the Luomen Gate.

The Lord of the Luomen Sect laughed angrily, "Zhang Fan, you finally appeared!"

"You destroyed my Luomen Lingtian, plundered the treasures of Luomen, and killed my Luomen elder, are you ready to die!"

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear to his words, and threw himself on the silver needle that rescued Shanrou.

Calmly put down the needle with both hands, injected true qi, and picked up the main bones and veins little by little, Zhang Fan was racing against death, and how could there be any empty birds.

Sensing Zhang Fan's movements, the Lord of the Solomon Sect immediately showed a hideous smile.

The raging anger burned, and after Zhang Fanming's flickering ignorance, it was like adding fuel to the fire, causing the Lord of the Luomen Gate to roar wildly, tearing the space with his heavy palm, and hitting Zhang Fan's vest in an instant.

"Don't bother saving this woman, because you'll soon be going with her to Hades!"

"You ruined the inheritance of Romans for hundreds of years, and I want you to pay for it with death!"

Zhang Fan frowned, the needle could not be interrupted, if he stagnated now, Shanrou's stable situation would deteriorate again.

"Get out!" Zhang Fan didn't reply, his figure swayed slightly, and a clone went straight to meet the heavy palm of the Luomen master.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Rohmon Gate showed a sneering smile: "Aren't you crazy, thinking that you can resist my attack by temporarily splitting a clone?"

"Zhang Fan, you remember, if you die today, you will die from your carelessness!"

"Really?"

Zhang Fan sneered, his mind was still on the needle, but in fact, his doppelganger had already collided with the Lord of the Luomen Gate.

What made the Lord of the Luomen Gate unbelievable was that Zhang Fan's clone had no substance, and the big lama and his body were missed, and he turned around with a kick and stomped him heavily on the ground.

The ground clicked and immediately fell into a large crater, and there were dense cracks scattered around it.

"How is it possible, my cultivation has obviously reached the distraction stage!"

He shouted in disbelief, which happened to remind Zhang Fan.

This is a densely populated urban village, and if their battle accidentally affects ordinary people, it will definitely attract the attention of all forces.

That means you're in trouble.

Zhang Fan sighed, and his mind and mind comprehended that he would release a strong coercion in an instant.

The purple-gold arc in his eyes flashed away, and with the terrifying aura of thunder, he directly locked the Lord of the Solomon Gate, pressing him to the ground and unable to move.

The Lord's expression of disbelief immediately turned to horror.

It's a pity that it's too late for him to regret his intestines now.

Zhang Fan's doppelganger took the share of Shanrou, and he beat the master of the Luomen sect whose face was swollen into the color of pig liver.

A master of the distraction period, he was stunned and was beaten by Zhang Fan's doppelganger to cry his father and call his mother.