In the gymnasium, the people of the Beichen Martial Arts Hall left with shame.

Zhang Xiaofan was being interviewed, and at about 12 o'clock at noon, Zhang Xiaofan left with Lin Siyu and the two sisters.

"Xiao Fanfan, you are so powerful, how about you teach me to practice kung fu. Lin Sixue, who was in the back seat on the road, stepped forward with big eyes and said.

"The teacher stipulates that apprentices are not allowed to be accepted privately, and even if they are apprentices, those with poor qualifications cannot be accepted, or they will insult the teacher. Zhang Xiaofan said.

"Cut, I think this girl is very talented, I don't think you want to teach. Lin Siyu said angrily: "You have taken my sister that, you always have to get some dowry, I think you can teach my sister Gen to practice martial arts." ”

"I'm going to teach Siyu, she's my daughter-in-law, I can naturally teach, but why should I teach you?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Lin Siyu felt happy in his heart, nothing else, just because of the word 'daughter-in-law'.

"Cut, it's a big deal that this girl will make you a small one, how about it?" Lin Siyu said unconvinced.

This sentence almost didn't make Lin Siyu spurt blood, and this cousin of mine really dared to say anything.

"Why don't you speak? Aren't all capable men in this society have little wives? Don't you look down on this girl?" Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who didn't speak, Lin Sixue's mouth bulged.

Zhang Xiaofan was really shocked by Lin Sixue's words.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, there was a violent crash, and I don't know when, a Volkswagen Tiguan in the rear directly crashed into the Humvee.

I don't know when, the Humvee was already surrounded by groups.

One by one, the men in suits, or the gangsters in fancy clothes got out of the car.

They were armed with machetes or iron rods, and there were hundreds of people Zhang Xiaofan surrounded in the middle, and their eyes were flashing with a cold light.

"Don't get out of the car. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were cold, he knew that he had been attacked and killed again.

"Be careful. I immediately called the police. Lin Siyu's face sank, and he immediately picked up the phone.

Lin Siyu looked out through the window with a nervous face, her little heart was pounding, there are so many people, can this big villain beat.

Zhang Xiaofan got out of the car and locked the door.

It was also at this moment that a person stepped out of a limited edition Bentley, about twenty-seven or eighteen, wearing simple clothes, with a cold air between his eyebrows.

As he walked, his steps were light, and he held a sword in his hand, a traditional ancient sword, exuding a deep luster.

Zhang Xiaofan's face sank, he actually felt a pressure from this person's body, to be precise, it should be on the sword.

"Today is your day of death. ”

The man holding the long sword looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy face, as if announcing Zhang Xiaofan's death.

"I'm afraid you're not enough. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes also flashed with a cold luster, one after another, he was chased and killed, and he was already really angry.

There is no doubt that these people are 100% of the people who died in Ryusan, and this young man is very likely to be Ryusan's son.

"Hehehe..." the young man chuckled, full of disdain: "Do you think that only you are a martial cultivator?"

Saying that, the young man's breath quickly became stronger, without concealment, it was actually the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Realm, and the spiritual power was also so pure.

This young man is a real martial artist!

"Are you the son of Long San?" Zhang Xiaofan asked, in the early stage of the Spirit Realm, he was not afraid, he had just advanced to the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, and he was afraid of the long sword in the hands of the young man.

In the world of martial arts, in addition to cultivating, cultivators will also create powerful weapons, and weapons, Zhang Xiaofan has learned from some books, the lowest is a treasure, and even the lowest treasure can destroy gold and broken stones, and what is even more terrifying is that it can bless the spiritual power of martial cultivation.

Even if Zhang Xiaofan's current physical strength is absolutely unable to resist the attack of the treasure weapon!

And the long sword in the young man's hand, the reason why it put pressure on Zhang Xiaofan is that it is probably a treasure long sword!

"Okay, let you die to understand, my father is the dragon master, I, Long Hao, will cut off your head and pay tribute to him. Long Hao was cold, in his opinion, Zhang Xiaofan was already a dead man.

"Hehe, Long Hao, right? Do you think you must have eaten me? Just right, I still want to go to you, since you came to the door, I will send you to see your Lao Tzu today." Zhang Xiaofan sneered, you are so crazy, even if you hold a treasure weapon, what is my Zhang Xiaofan afraid of?

The spiritual power ran wildly, and then the body shot out in an instant like a cannonball, heading straight for Long Hao.

"Mid-Enlightenment..."

Long Hao instantly felt Zhang Xiaofan's strength, and his heart sank, he returned to Jinghai and didn't make a move, just to find out Zhang Xiaofan's strength, wasn't it the early stage of the Spirit Realm, why was it suddenly the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.

Even if he has a treasure weapon, it will be a little difficult to kill Zhang Xiaofan, external force is external force after all, and the most important thing is the strength of people.

For example, if a normal person holds a treasure weapon, how can he be an opponent of martial arts.

However, Long Hao was not too frightened, he himself was also in the early stage of the Spirit Realm, and it was the peak of the early stage, holding the sword in one hand and then instilling spiritual power with a sword and quickly slashing down.

The sword light flashed, and I could even see that the space at that moment seemed to be torn apart, but in fact, the sword was sharp to a certain extent, and with the speed of the degree, such a visual sensation appeared.

In the face of this incomparably fast sword, Zhang Xiaofan's body reacted quickly, jumped up suddenly, dodged the sword very thrillingly, and then volleyed into the air, directly storing five layers of dark energy in the foot.

It seems to be an ordinary kick, but it hides a huge explosive power.

Long Hao's sword momentum was old, and it was impossible to use the ancient sword to force back this kick again in this short period of time, so he could only throw a punch in an instant.

"Bang!"

The fists and feet intersected, and the fivefold dark energy of Zhang Xiaofan's kick exploded instantly, and the huge power was directly shocking Long Hao retreated again and again, but Long Hao was also infinitely close to the strength of the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm after all, although it was a vast punch to greet him, but this kick would not hurt him.

The last step back and the stabilization of his body, Long Hao had to re-examine Zhang Xiaofan's strength, if he continued like this, it was almost impossible for him to kill him.

"Give it to me!"

Long Hao immediately waved his hand and ordered his subordinates.

He wants to consume Zhang Xiaofan's physical strength, or find an opportunity to give Zhang Xiaofan a fatal blow, what about the martial arts cultivation in the middle of the Spiritual Realm, after all, he is also a human being, and with the consumption of so many people, he doesn't believe that Zhang Xiaofan can still maintain the strength of total victory.

These subordinates all knew how powerful Zhang Xiaofan was, but they all rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan without dying, because Long Hao promised them that even if they died, he would treat them well and give their descendants a body of glory and wealth.

Those who survive will be given huge benefits, saving a lifetime of hard work.

Therefore, these people were like death squads, carrying machetes or iron rods and turning towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's face was gloomy, he didn't speak, he naturally saw that he didn't care about death, and at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

grabbed the arm of a person holding the machete with one hand, and suddenly snatched the machete, and then without any scruples, he directly stabbed it into the opponent's heart, pulled it out violently, and brought out a bloody arrow.

Then, as if he was calling into the wolves, he was harvesting with a knife, and his degree was very fast, and where he passed, one by one, his body fell.

But these people still didn't have the slightest fear, and rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan desperately.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't be safe and sound under the attack of so many people, his back had been favored by the machete many times, but with his physical strength, it only broke his skin a little, just like a small cut in his butt by a blade, as long as there was very little blood spilled.

Zhang Xiaofan completely ignored it, his eyes had already become blood-red, a sense of anger was permeated, his hand was up and down, and there was no superfluous movement, just two minutes!

Zhang Xiaofan's clothes were already stained with blood, and he looked like a bloody Shura. ()

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