On the ancient road, the shouting is endless.

A variety of mounts roam it.

A carriage grunted forward, the horse was a horse with a little demon blood, it should have galloped the world, but at this time, there was this huge burden behind him, and it was faster than when he walked around in the ordinary Xuan Realm.

Every time another mount crossed the carriage, the occupants of it would laugh.

After all, traveling the world in a horse-drawn carriage is really outdated for an unknown amount of time, and only some hillbillies are overbearing when they are local, and they will use such an old-fashioned way when they go out.

A strong man, sitting cross-legged in the carriage, ignored it, as if foreign objects could not affect his mind at all. Even when the others let out a sneer, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. There is a feeling that others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at the feeling that others can't see through it.

"Last time, the prince gave me a groom, but this time I became a groom. It's really going back the more I live. Shen Luofu laughed at himself, and shouted again, "Drive." Raised the whip and fell heavily.

Turning his head, he looked at the carriage blocked by the curtain, and shouted loudly, "Young Master, there is still an hour or so before I arrive in Zhongtian City..."

"I see. The lazy voice, but with a strange and powerful feeling, it seems that the young master inside came from the sea of corpses and blood, making people feel a biting chill.

I wonder if those who once laughed at this carriage will have a chill down their spines after hearing this sound?

Nangong Fan's target is naturally Zhongtian City, and the Hei family has come to the Qiqi Continent for only a thousand years, and this is still the time to calculate the ancestor Hei Batian, if the real time is counted, it will have to drop for at least a hundred years. After the Black Tyrant soared, the few realms that still exist in the Black Family today are basically his former subordinates, and they are not a big force at all.

However, he couldn't stand the black baranty and left a foundation, and he also subdued Hei Jiao for the family.

Even if the Hei family with such a posture paid attention to the Zhongtian Continent, at most they would only take care of the place where the ascendant was received.

And the Ascension Land of the Zhongtian Continent happens to be in Zhongtian City, and it is also because of this that even an orthodox Taoist sect like Zhongtian Sect has shown its might to include Zhongtian City in its bag. It is intended to wipe out all the ascendants.

Of course, the matter of Zhongtianzong himself eating all the bones and meat is more about upholding a fair way and allowing all forces to compete fairly. However, many Ascenders don't know each other in the Seven Seven Continent at all, so it doesn't matter where they go. The Zhongtian Sect has the benefit of the host, and basically seventy or eighty percent of the "ownerless" ascendants have flowed into the Zhongtian Sect.

With these Ascended Tianjiao, the power of the Zhongtian Sect has become more and more powerful, if it is not for the fact that it does not have the intention of fighting for hegemony, it is not a problem to completely conquer the continent like the Xiang Dynasty when it is the most powerful.

An hour passed quickly.

No matter how open and free the Zhongtian Sect was, it would not allow such a behemoth as a carriage to break into it. Just a few turns of the wheels may crush the neat road.

Nangong Fan and Ji Sheng had to get out of the carriage.

As soon as I arrived, I heard someone laughing.

"A fool with a hillbilly is a perfect match. ”

Nangong Fan looked at him indifferently, and a faint voice sounded at the same time, "At this time, it is not considered to have entered Zhongtian City, right?"

"There's still a distance of about fifty meters, so naturally it's not counted..."Although Ji Sheng was extremely strange, he replied immediately.

Family planning's costume is very dramatic, a rural landlord's subordinate, holding an abacus in his hand, and his fingers have not moved, and the sound of "dripping" keeps moving.

It's nothing more than others identifying it as a hillbilly at a glance.

"Then the people in the City Lord's Mansion here can't take care of it, right?" Nangong Fan still had a straight face, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking.

Before Ji Sheng could speak, the man who stopped to watch the Western tricks laughed out loud, "It's worthy of a hillbilly, of course the city lord's mansion here can't take care of it!"

The people on the side laughed together, and secretly thought to themselves, "This hillbilly is probably afraid that this underground carriage will also be sanctioned by the City Lord's Mansion, right? ”

"That's good, that's good. Nangong Fan's face seemed to be much more relaxed.

The group had a look on their faces.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong. In their eyes, the hillbilly suddenly bloomed with a violent momentum, making them feel a little breathless in an instant.

"Damn it!"

Several people knew that they had lost their eyes. If you provoke people who can't afford to offend far away in the rivers and lakes, the end will be extremely miserable.

It's a group of good buddies who travel the mountains and rivers, but they are just a little bit of a little bit of a family background that is more than enough than the above.

These gentlemen linger in the land of red powder all day long, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling in everything, cultivating a pair of eyes that know people, and they are usually bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and only provoke those who can afford to bully.

At this time, the grasshopper on a rope showed a very different posture. Some screamed and apologized, and some had eyes flashing, as if looking for a direction to escape.

Nangong Fan acted recklessly with the face of "Hei Ze", and revealed the little bit of gentlemanly style in the depths of his memory. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a sinister smile, "I'm indeed a hillbilly, but what are you?"

"Don't mess around, this is also the foot of the Son of Heaven, there is always someone who can sanction you... No one in this world dares to say that they are the best in the world, so it is better to keep a low profile. A gentleman smiled in a friendly manner and spoke again and again.

"What, do you want to bring out who you know to scare me?" Nangong Fan sneered, "You little gentlemen like to play with these boring things. If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know the height of the sky. ”

It seems that Nangong Fan's words reminded them that these gentlemen are babbling one by one, and regardless of whether they are really familiar with people or not, as long as they know a little bit about each other, they will directly lift them out to support themselves.

"Zhongtian Sect Beilian Gongzi and I are excellent friends..."

"The son of Qi Jun is my buddy..."

"Chiyan Sect Bai Xi Gongzi is me..."

"Drifting Snow Pavilion..."

"What a bunch of idiots... You are not him. Nangong Fan shook his head helplessly, stomped on the ground with his heels, and the whole person rose into the sky like a cannonball.

The momentum is menacing and thunderous.

Seven or eight of them are like frightened birds all of a sudden, how can they still take care of their companions?

As soon as Nangong Fan punched out, a conspicuous black hole appeared between heaven and earth.

The sound of the sound swelled at the same time, resounding all around.

"Even if they come in person, Lao Tzu may not be able to give face, what are the few of you?"

The majesty of the landscape is unmistakable. However, this realm seems to be a little weird, just talking about the style of squirming, these people in front of them are more small than big witches.

The highest cultivation of several people is only a high-level Xuan Realm, and under Nangong Fan's momentum, their speed has subconsciously slowed down, which is even worse than that of a snail crawling.

It looked like an innocent punch, but it seemed to hit everyone present at the same time, spitting blood one by one, falling to the ground, and even having no strength to stand up.

Nangong Fan's strength was extremely accurate, and everyone just blasted them weak.

He took a step forward and stepped on the friend who said he was a disciple of the Heaven Turning Sect. Quite arrogantly said, "Hmm... Who's the hillbilly here?"

"Hmm, no..." This person was under high pressure, and his words were extremely unclear.

Nangong Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, his body drooped slightly, and he stretched out his little hand and gently patted him on the face, "Young man, this is the rivers and lakes, not the world." If you don't have that strength, don't come out to install forks, it's easy to be struck by lightning. Got it?"

"Knock knock..." As soon as the man spoke, all the blood foamed out of the spurt.

"It's good to understand, it's really a teachable child!" Nangong Fan showed a kind smile, but the eyes of the seven people who were paralyzed on the ground became more and more terrifying.

However, compared to other gentlemen who rely on their family background, this person is more high-end, and seems to rely entirely on his own strength.

At least, its own strength is strong, and in many cases, it can be reckless according to its preferences as it is now.

This is the highest level of gentleness!

The seven seemed to have found their way forward.

Nangong Fan probably would never have thought that his deliberate attempt to make a name for himself this time would actually create seven realm powerhouses collectively known as the "Seven Sons of Red Pink" in the future.

Of course, even if Nangong Fan knew, he would only laugh at it, he was here to make trouble. He even said hello to Wang Zai in advance. Even if he can't be famous in front of the gate of Zhongtian City once, he will try his best to do something big in the city.

For example, the stronghold of the Heaven Turning Gate in Zhongtian City was destroyed...

Anyway, it's all trouble, Nangong Fan's first choice is naturally the Heaven Turning Gate with a grudge, and in his opinion, this is a very soft persimmon among the famous sects. At least in foreign wars.

As soon as he returned to the Zhongtian Continent, Bai Shu contacted him as if showing off, asking him to guess what sensational incident he had done.

Under Nangong Fan's slight punishment, Bai Shu confessed everything. A super sect without a pseudo-heaven-level spiritual weapon... Nangong Fan was even sure to and pee on their heads.

Bullying a super sect, how can it be regarded as making a reputation, right?

If the person who was trampled under Nangong Fan's feet knew that he had suffered a disaster that was different from that of his companions, the actual reason was that he said that he had a good relationship with the disciples of the Heaven Turning Sect, and I don't know if he would cut off his tongue...

Of course, Nangong Fan's demeanor is not only in front of him, but also too detrimental to the demeanor of the four great gentlemen in Dragon City.

Nangong Fan turned his head to look at the six people who were still lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and asked the same words indifferently, "Who is the hillbilly?"

"I am..."

"I am..."

There were scattered voices, and only one person said a constructive answer, "We are!"

There is a sound on the ground, even if the blood droplets are flying, it is extremely firm.

This roar made the people who looked around laugh out loud.

"You have a great future. Nangong Fan nodded at this guy.

The guy actually showed a hint of pride, and looked around at his companions, as if showing off.

"It's really all cheap bones. Nangong Fan felt amused in his heart, with a playful expression on his face, "But that's not enough. ”

The seven gentlemen looked at each other, this is not enough? The faces of his group were torn off and thrown on the ground and trampled on severely, it was not enough? It seems that the person in front of him has really played the gentleman to a new height.

"What else do you want us to do?" said a few of them.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose, revealing a wicked smile, "I'm not the kind of person who likes to trample on personality, I won't let you kneel, I won't let you slap your face, those are the leftovers of human play." But I'm not comfortable punishing you. ”

"This master, if you have any way to live, can you just point it out? Our IQ is really not enough..."