"Haha, Zhao Fan, you really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and you barely took a little advantage in my hands, do you think that the entire Dragon Slaying Sword Sect can be kneaded by you?"

"This time, my Yunqi is indeed admitted, you can draw the next line, if you want to get any benefits, I will satisfy you. But if you go too far, I'm afraid the consequences are not something you can afford. ”

"The three families and four factions of the Hidden World Sect are in the same spirit, if you take the benefits and leave obediently, our Yunqi will not pursue you in the future for the sake of face. But if you have to make an inch, even if I don't want this face, I will unite with all my strength to strangle you. ”

"The Tenryu Academy has long since fallen apart, but we still keep our promise, and in less than thirty years, we have not set foot in the world. But if you are forced to do so, birth is just a matter of words for us. ”

"And at that time, none of the worldly ants that have a relationship with you will be able to live. ”

Fang Yunqi laughed, as a loser, he seemed a little arrogant, and the threat in his words was undisguised, and even involved Zhao Fan's family.

"Now, you can draw the next line and see if my Yunqi can catch it!"

Seeming to have recovered from the frustration of the defeat just now, Fang Yunqi looked at Zhao Fan with a sneer and said leisurely.

"Originally, I thought that it would take a lot of effort to go to the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect this time, but I didn't expect you to be nested in this mountain, and you really became an idiot. ”

"A good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, this kind of truth that even a three-year-old child understands, you are a master of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, but you don't even understand it. I have deep sympathy for your IQ. ”

"If you want me to draw the line, right? Then my request is that from now on, there will be no more ancient martial arts sects such as the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect in this world. ”

Zhao Fan kept shaking his head and chuckling, in his eyes, Fang Yunqi, the sect master of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect in front of him, was completely mentally retarded.

"You dare!"

The angry roar came from all around, everyone's faces changed sharply, and nearly ten innate masters plus the spiritual coercion of Fang Yunqi, the grandmaster, fell on Zhao Fan's body in an instant, and the rich murderous aura made the temperature drop a few points suddenly.

Zhao Fan's spiritual power has already surpassed that of ordinary innate masters, how can this kind of coercion suppress him?

I saw him sneer, inserted the Guan Gong broadsword in his hand into the soil, and then his figure flashed, and he instantly arrived in front of the nearest elder to him, and the thunder flashed on his palm, and he suddenly slapped it down.

It was also the coercion of the spirit, this elder was completely suppressed by him and couldn't move, and in the scream, he watched his palm slap the dantian.

Burst......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth without any surprise, and the man immediately withered to the ground in the angry roars around him.

"Revenge, revenge for me! He abolished my cultivation, he abolished my cultivation!"

Zhao Fan turned his head suddenly, and the group of people who just wanted to pounce were swept by his gaze, and their feet were unconsciously stunned. And the person who was slapped by him with a palm was already in tears, covering his abdomen with his hands, and an extremely miserable howl came out of his mouth.

"You're so ruthless, you're so ruthless! Even if everyone in our Dragon Slaying Sword Sect dies today, we will pull you on your back!"

Fang Yunqi spurted out a mouthful of blood, the wound on his chest and abdomen immediately collapsed, and the red blood stains instantly soaked the bandages on his body, and he roared at Zhao Fan with great resentment.

"If it's me who can't stand up now, can you still eat and drink to me? Don't disgust me with your double standards, I will definitely do what I want to do!"

Zhao Fan sneered in his mouth, but his hands did not stop, his body flickered uncontrollably, and the roar like thunder also sounded one after another. In an instant, two more elders were seriously injured, and one of them was also deposed for cultivation.

"Brute, stop me!"

An old voice came from the cliff on the side of the canyon, like thunder, echoing through the valley, and the old man in a coarse cloth robe with a white beard jumped directly from the cliff.

"Elder Taishang, Elder Taishang is out of the customs!"

Countless people's eyes looked at this old man, and the sound of howls and cries came from everywhere, Zhao Fan saw the joy of dying in a desperate situation on the faces of these people, his heart condensed slightly, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

The man kept moving on the branches of the trees on the cliff, falling like a bird, and in a short moment, he was already near.

Although he is old, he is not angry and arrogant, and when he looks at Zhao Fan, he is under heavy pressure.

"Father, the child is not filial, and the Dragon Sword Sect is only afraid that it will be destroyed in my hands!"

When Fang Yunqi saw this old man appear, he finally left two lines of tears in his eyes, covered his wound and walked a few steps forward, and then knelt down in front of this person.

"Evil seed, you are so ruthless, your biological mother Fang Jingxue is my daughter, don't you know? You actually want to kill your own uncle, you are not afraid of being punished by God?"

This person ignored Fang Yunqi, but looked at Zhao Fan angrily and let out a loud roar.

Zhao Fan was slightly stunned.

It's not that this person's words touched him, but he never thought that there would be such a shameless person in this world.

Since he was Fang Yunqi's father, this old man was naturally Fang Jianxiong, the previous master of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect.

If you really want to say it, this person is indeed Zhao Fan's grandfather, and Fang Yunqi is indeed his uncle.

At this point in the world, he remembered to use ethics and morality to suppress Zhao Fan, and when they sent people to kill Zhao Fan several times, how could he ever have thought that he was Fang Yunqi's nephew?

Even at this time, when this Fang Jianxiong talked to him, he was still a sinister seed, how could a grandfather call his grandson like this?

"Yes, those who are mad will be damned, such as you. I am not qualified to talk about the grievances of the previous generation, but when you sent people to kill me several times, what was my blood relationship with you?"

"I didn't know until a month ago that there was an Ancient Martial Sect in this world, and I didn't know about the existence of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect. I only knew that my biological mother was Fang Jingxue, and only then did I know that my grandfather and uncle had been obsessed with killing me for so many years. ”

"Did I do something wrong, and it's worth your thoughts?"

Zhao Fan's eyes were like lightning, staring coldly at Fang Jianxiong, like a bloodthirsty beast, every time he said a word, he took a step towards this person. The anger in his heart coupled with the powerful momentum actually forced this person to step back step by step, his face was full of annoyance, and the aura that was more powerful than Fang Yunqi began to steam in his body.

"Your birth is a mistake, and your existence is the shame of our Dragon Slaying Sword Sect. Hurt me countless disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, abolish me countless elders of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, today, I will personally send you on your way!"

Fang Jianxiong made a casual move, and the Jiyue Sword on Fang Yunqi's waist let out a soft roar, and then fell into his hand happily. Immediately, the sword light was sheng, and it rolled towards Zhao Fan like a match.

Zhao Fan once said that his life is very precious, and he will never give up hope of living for any reason.

Not to mention the two so-called "relatives" in front of him, even if the people who are really closest to him want to kill him, he will never be arrested.

Fang Jianxiong's move was a killing move, and his reaction was not slow at all, he reached out and grabbed Guan Gong's big sword, and the same killer move swung out without hesitation.

A loud rumbling sound resounded through the valley, and swords collided to bloom with sparks, and then a few muffled grunts appeared, and the two separated in an instant.

"The system cheats people, doesn't it mean that this dress can't be broken no matter how you do it?"

Zhao Fan's body was covered in blood, but he was not in a hurry, the powerful regeneration ability allowed his injuries to continue to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. And he paid attention to the "work clothes" on his body, but he was distressed for a long time when he bought it, and the system once showed that the clothes could not be broken.

And just now he was scratched by Fang Yunqi, and now he was directly cut into a strip of cloth by Fang Jianxiong, which made him can't help but complain for a while.

"This sword, it's a bit weird......"

The system steward was silent for a moment, and muttered something a little embarrassed.

"At your age, you can have such strength, which is indeed enough to be proud of. It's good that you have the audacity to break into here, otherwise in a few years, even the old man won't be able to help you. ”

"You can go on the road with peace of mind, maybe Zhao Kaiyang, that brute, is still waiting for you on the Nai He Bridge!"

Fang Jianxiong sneered, the long sword in his hand shook, and rushed towards Zhao Fan again without stopping.

The blood light flew in the sky again, and Zhao Fan let out a muffled snort in his mouth, and hurriedly withdrew from a distance of dozens of meters.

This Fang Jianxiong is worthy of being the Supreme Elder of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, a long sword is like a dragon flying in his hand, although he uses the same moves of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, Zhao Fan has never been able to keep up with his rhythm, and he is completely unguardable.

At this moment, Zhao Fan is already like a bloody person, although all the wounds on his body are recovering rapidly, he still looks extremely miserable.

A defensive talisman quietly appeared in his hand, and just as he was about to crush it, a gray-haired middle-aged woman stumbled over, spreading her hands and blocking him with her weak body.

"Fang Jingxue, you actually dare to come out without permission?"

Hearing Fang Yunqi's roar, Zhao Fan, who had already guessed in his heart, was instantly stunned in place.

According to his age, his biological mother Fang Jingxue is only in her forties at most.

But the woman in front of her had gray hair and a face full of fine wrinkles. Her body kept trembling, but she was dead in front of Zhao Fan.

As soon as Zhao Fan raised his eyes, he saw neat scars on her hands and feet.

Fang Jingxue was able to be sent out by the people of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect back then to assassinate Zhao Kaiyang, the heir cultivated by the old man with all his might, and his strength was definitely not weak.

But at this moment, she is even weaker than ordinary people, limping between walks, and already disabled.

And this disability is precisely because the meridians of the hands and feet have been cut off.

"You... Promise... Promise... Pass... I, no... Kill him... ......"

It should have been many years since she had spoken to anyone, Fang Jingxue's voice was hoarse and her pronunciation was jerky. It seems that he has exhausted all his strength to fully express his meaning.

Although he has not been with this biological mother since he was born, at this moment, Zhao Fan's eyes are completely moist.

In a trance, he seemed to have seen the scene back then.

I will go back with you and accept any punishment from you, but please spare my husband and son......