"Slow turn? Is it because you don't have enough IQ, or do you think I'm stupid? Kill my biological father, imprison my biological mother, and try to kill me several times. Don't talk about you, do you think I'll give you room to slow down?"

Zhao Fan smiled, and his smile was extremely cold, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

The grievances between the Ancient Martial Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Academy had become a mess that could not be resolved. And although he didn't admit that he was a member of Tianlong Academy, Zhao Tianlong was his own grandfather, so he couldn't get rid of it at all.

With such an identity, will the people of the Guwu Sect let him go?

And the matter between his father Zhao Kaiyang and his mother Fang Jingxue was regarded as a great shame by the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, even if this sect couldn't help him, they would join forces with other ancient martial arts sects and strangle him with all their might.

And himself, as a son of man, has been forced to separate from his biological parents by these people since he was a child, his biological father's life and death are unknown, and his biological mother has been locked up by them for so many years, how can he easily compromise?

"You idiot, do you know how powerful the Ancient Martial Sect is? A congenital strength feels amazing? The Grandmaster is angry, and there are millions of corpses, if you provoke the sect master and his old man, no one related to you will be able to survive. ”

"We are giving you a chance to live, honestly follow us to the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect to ask for guilt, maybe you can survive, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to regret it then." ”

"How can a frog at the bottom of a well like you imagine the strength of the grandmaster? If the old man of the sect master makes a move, like you, he can be slapped into a meatloaf!"

Everyone kept retreating in fright, and kept shouting with hideous expressions, even if so many of them were defeated in Zhao Fan's hands, they still felt that Zhao Fan's slaying dragon sword faction was an enemy who hit a stone with an egg.

"It turns out that there is really a realm above the innate nature, Grandmaster? Then I really went to see it!"

"For the sake of you being so unconvinced, I will spare your life and let you see if the so-called grandmaster can make me a meatloaf!"

The power of heaven and earth is so vast, and after reaching the innate level, it can only mobilize a little, Zhao Fan has long thought that there is definitely a higher realm above the innate realm, but because there is no one to guide him, it is only at this time that he knows this realm, which is called the realm of the grandmaster.

He said that he would spare their lives, but his body did not pause in the slightest, and the screams continued one after another, followed by endless curses of madness and resentment.

The fate of these people is the same as Fang Yao and the four people he carried, although there is still a life, they no longer have any strength. Unless they can get the same anti-heaven medicine as the healing medicine in Zhao Fan's hand, otherwise, they will only be able to live a life that is not even as good as ordinary people in this life.

"You are so vicious, abolish the cultivation of so many of us, and the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect will definitely fight with you endlessly. ”

"You wait, the sect master, his old man, will definitely kill you personally!"

"Zhao Fan, you don't have to die!"

The group of people lying on the ground weakly were all pale, and one by one they smashed all the most vicious language in the world on Zhao Fan's body.

They are people from the ancient martial arts sect, and unlike secular people, their strength is the foundation of their lives. And now that Zhao Fan has turned them into wasted people, he can know with his eyes closed what kind of bleak ending he is about to face.

"Looks like you're not satisfied, why don't I give you a ride?"

Zhao Fan sneered, looked at these people in front of him and said calmly.

It was like a screaming duck suddenly grabbed its neck, and the sound of cursing and shouting stopped abruptly.

It's better to die than to live, to be alive, even if it's like a dog, who would want to die?

"You'd better disappear from my eyes until I change my mind. Because when I see you, I'm in a very bad mood, and when I'm in a bad mood, I want to kill!"

Zhao Fan shook his head mockingly, waved his hand at a few people like a mosquito, and didn't bother to look at them again.

Seeing a group of people weakly supporting each other and leaving, Zhao Fan hurriedly checked the injuries of the Du family brothers. With the foundation of 500 points of defense, although they were all beaten to vomit blood, they did not have fatal injuries, they just had to cultivate for a while.

instructed his family to take good care of the two of them, and Zhao Fan started the car and went out.

With the Yang family sending money to the Guwu Sect, these Dragon Slaying Sword Sects are naturally not short of money, and Zhao Fan has already seen several luxury business vehicles waiting for them from afar. When the cars started, he followed them from a distance while keeping an eye on the movements of these people with his probing technique.

What surprised him a little was that the Guwu Sect, which thought that they could be self-sufficient, went to the hospital without turning a corner after leaving the manor.

He originally wanted to follow these people to find the specific location of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, but he didn't know that these people were also six gods now, so he didn't think of going back in a hurry.

After two hours of guarding outside the hospital, the group of people was ready to return to the sect.

With Zhao Fan's methods, ordinary hospitals can't see anything wrong with them at all. Aside from some obvious injuries that have been dealt with for them, what else can be done?

And this group of people worshipped the mysterious sect master of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect as a god, and after several discussions, they firmly believed that as long as they returned to the sect, this person would definitely be able to help them recover their strength, so they made up their minds to rush back as quickly as possible.

Three seven-seater commercial vehicles were speeding in front, and Zhao Fan's car followed them from a distance of one kilometer, stopping and stopping, and it took four or five days to reach the northwest.

The sky is so blue that it is intoxicating, and the endless wilderness seems to open people's minds a lot.

The people of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect have full-time drivers, but Zhao Fan has been holding on for so long. The Nameless Exercises have been running at a rapid pace, and each time he runs, his fatigue continues to dissipate, and at this moment he doesn't seem to have any discomfort at all, but is full of energy, and his state has never been better.

When he arrived in the inaccessible wilderness, a distance of one kilometer was no longer enough to hide and track, so he pulled away a little more, and followed him all the way into the Kunlun Pass.

Reckless Kunlun, magnificent, four seasons of cold winter, covered in silver, mountains continuous, thousands of clouds.

Ascending to the mountain pass, the thousands of peaks and ravines of the majestic Kunlun are like a group of galloping horses wearing silver-gray armor, rolling forward with the wind and clouds.

Such a sight is absolutely not seen anywhere else.

The scenery is picturesque and intoxicating, but it is dangerous and can only be imagined by those who have been there in person.

After entering the mountain pass, all the people of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect got out of the car, and the driver drove away, and they began to climb on foot towards the Ten Thousand Miles High Mountain.

Soon, however, they began to despair.

This is a plateau, a snow-capped mountain.

The air is thin, the climate is cold, and the mountains are steep......

In the past, they were all innate masters, and they were naturally walking on the ground in such a place, but now they are all waste people who are not even as good as ordinary people. The snow-capped mountain in front of them, which they usually don't even look at, is now a complete nightmare for them.

It was another whole day of stop-and-go, and when it was night, they finally climbed two snow-capped mountains that were not too high, and all those people from the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect had only half a life left.

A brilliant fireworks display stands out in the night, and a faint light reflects the entire land.

Zhao Fan, who had already been very impatient, finally had some joy on his face.

This is not some kind of high-tech, as long as it is a person, it can be understood, the mountain gate of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect should not be far from here, and these people sent a signal to call the people in the sect to answer.

Sure enough, less than half an hour had passed, and the person from the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect came.

The sound of a group of people crying came from a distance, in the depths of the silent snow-capped mountains in the night, like a wolf howling, and then angry cursing and scolding continued to come, and a group of people who came to meet them supported these people and bustled towards the deeper part of the snow-capped mountains.

This saved Zhao Fan a lot of things, although he got the location of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect from Fang Yao and the others last time, but if he really wanted to let him come and find it, he would definitely not be able to find it so easily.

And in that case, he couldn't verify whether the news he got was true or false, if the other party gave a fake address, it was enough to fool him into wandering around the vast snow-capped mountains for many days.

Someone led the way, and Zhao Fan seemed to be very leisurely and complacent to follow them far behind, and followed them all the way to climb the snow-capped mountain, until the sky was twilight, and then he reached the snow-capped mountainside and entered the sea of clouds.

Fortunately, there is a probe, otherwise he might have lost it in this case. Because after these people entered the sea of clouds, they walked around a while and slid directly down from the edge of a cliff.

And when Zhao Fan also followed all the way to the edge of the cliff, he used exploration techniques to see that under the cliff, there was a vast and boundless huge canyon.

The canyon is at least a few hundred meters deep, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, with thin clouds overhead, and although the sun still shines through, it still gives people an eerie feeling.

There were countless villages in the long canyon, and when Zhao Fan was halfway down the vines on the cliff wall, he looked into the distance and saw the pavilions and pavilions that were obviously much taller and more luxurious in the distance.

It's like another world.

Villages, rivers, farmlands, paths......

It looked like a rural scene, and the peasants working in the fields were all yellow-skinned and ragged, like slaves in ancient times.

Most of the houses in those villages were walls of loess and stone, covered with a thick layer of thatch. Time here seems to be stuck in hundreds, even thousands of years.

When the people of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect appeared on the relatively wide road, the peasants who were working on the side of the road all knelt down to them in horror, and then prostrate on the ground, their faces tightly pressed to the ground, as if the ancient commoners had seen the emperor.

And the group of people who hurried away, without even looking at these people, quickly set up a few carriages, the sound of hooves was chaotic, and the dust was thrown away.

"No wonder one by one's eyes have grown to the top of their heads, it turns out that they are hiding in this place to be the emperor of the soil!"

Zhao Fan sneered, sped up and slid into the canyon, took out his "work clothes" from the backpack space and put them on, and then swaggered in the direction where those people were going.

The peasants in the field looked numb and their eyes were dull, but when they saw Zhao Fan appear, their indifferent eyes did not reveal much emotion, and they even watched him go away in a daze.

And it wasn't until Zhao Fan walked out of a distance of thousands of meters that these people seemed to have reacted, ran to the wooden frame at the edge of the field, and rang the rusty bell.

A hoarse voice sounded in the canyon, and then passed like a beacon fire into the depths of the canyon. Just a moment later, Zhao Fan had already seen the disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect with the long sword at their waists starting to rush towards this side.