Chu Pujia vaguely heard the duel just now, and the more people looked at it, the more they looked like Zhang Fan, could it be Zhang Fan fighting a duel, her eyes widened nervously, and she tightly pressed against the person on the bridge.

The car appeared on the London Bridge for no apparent reason, and immediately two policemen on tall horses rushed over to stop him and drive him out of the bridge.

The Englishman next to him laughed when he saw this: "Is this guy looking for death?" With so many big people waiting, he still dares to drive his car to the top of the bridge? ”

And Shu Lan looked at this person more and more like Zhang Fan, and when he turned around, he was stunned for a moment, it was really Zhang Fan, she shouted: "Pu Jia, it seems to be your husband!" ”

Chu Pujia also saw it clearly, and her whole heart suddenly hung up, others didn't know, but she knew her husband's identity, Lieutenant General Huaguo, and her identity was not weaker than the status of these behind-the-scenes forces in Europe present.

Xie Ting's face changed when he heard this: "That person is the ...... who raises Pujia" He thought it would be a man in his forties and fifties, ugly in appearance, and with a big belly, but he didn't expect to be so young, and his heart was even more jealous: "Who does he think he is, he thinks this is the mainland, what kind of bureaucracy is he playing?" He didn't want to comply with the police arrangement, he had to suffer. ”

"I don't look at what level of people are watching."

They are all the top existences of underground forces in various countries.

"As far as his little sesame mung bean is concerned, he is not worthy of carrying shoes."

The British man also said coldly: "You Chinese people really don't understand the rules, regardless of the occasion......

But the wife was silent, and endured in silence.

However, the British soldiers on both sides of the line stamped their feet and saluted the fool.

"Mr. Zhang......"

Suddenly, outside the onlookers, there was silence.

Shu Lan's mouth opened wide, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were round, full of this incredible look.

On the bridge, he was a car, a person.

So many soldiers saluted him in unison, and he seemed to be the biggest protagonist, as if all these big scenes were formed because of him.

"What's going on?"

Outside London Bridge, and even on the boats on the river, there was a full luxury car Li, all looking at this unattractive Chinese man in amazement.

"Who is he? I've never seen ......."

"This person shouldn't be the crown prince of Huaguo, right? Otherwise, where would there be so many big names to greet them? ”

"Where did the prince of Huaguo come from?"

The onlookers who didn't know it were all whispering, and some Chinese tourists were stunned, they didn't know when there was such a big man named Mr. Zhang in Huaguo.

"This posture, only those leaders of the center come to visit the state to have such specifications and pomp, but those centers are all old and young, this Mr. Zhang is too young."

"Don't you see that Mr. Carr, Prime Minister of the British Empire, is here?"

"Yes, he didn't even go up to greet him, he could only watch from the wall......"

Now, of course, there are people who understand.

In the crowd, there were many people from the martial arts world of Huaguo, among whom the old friends of the Li family in Xiangjiang came, and their eyes were shining with excitement looking at Zhang Fan.

Huaguo Divine Realm!

The eldest lady of the Li family said: "Grandpa, I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful, he is already in the divine realm......" Miss Li, who only has a peanut brain, said casually.

This can make the Li family's grandmaster Li Renfeng's face change greatly: "Yuchen, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Zhang must not treat ...... lightly."

Miss Li pouted and said, "Oh! ”

In addition to the Li family, there are not a few who have traveled thousands of miles from China, all to see Mr. Zhang's demeanor and witness the divine war that has not happened in 70 years.

Shu Lan was already completely stunned on the spot, and the eyes of Xie Ting's classmates were directly straight, especially after seeing the Li family, as a native of Xiangjiang, and even the strength of the Li family, not to mention that the grandmaster and eldest lady of the Li family are the side of the Li family, it was not provoked by their Xie family.

Now they are all lined up, looking at Chu Pujia's husband on the bridge with a respectful and excited face.

Who the hell is that person? A super wealthy family in China, a central giant? It seems that these identities are not enough to have such an influence, but one thing is certain, it must be an unspeakable person, thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder with fright, no matter what the identity of this Mr. Zhang is, it is by no means something he can provoke, and he actually wants to pry other people's sisters, the so-called hatred of taking his wife is not shared, this is the rhythm of looking for death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Chu Pujia, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at it anymore, for fear of blaspheming the goddess, and even more afraid of being known by Mr. Zhang on the bridge.

Under the shroud of Zhang Fan's consciousness, he felt a familiar aura, and his surprised gaze swept over, the girl who was still so outstanding in the crowd was seen by Zhang Fan at a glance, he was stunned, he didn't expect Chu Pujia to be there, this was really much beyond Zhang Fan's expectations, didn't she go to class today?

The heart is even more cramped, so that the girl can see the other side of herself, and she doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Mr. Zhang, be careful, my second grandfather said that the archbishop of the Holy See is the real god, if you can't fight, you can escape, you are still so young, your future achievements are limitless, and if you die, you will lose a lot." Miss Li, who was only the size of a peanut, shouted at Zhang Fan kindly.

Chu Pujia's sister's face changed suddenly, and the hand in front of her lower abdomen tightened, this is really going to be a duel with someone, girls are very afraid of this kind of thing, her husband fights with someone or something, and when she hears it, she feels scared and worried, for fear that he will be hurt a little.

Zhang Fan is so depressed in his heart, if you don't say a word, you will die.

"It's me, it's me...... Mr. Zhang ......" Zhang Fan glared at her, she thought she was greeting herself, raised her white hand, waved at Zhang Fan, and beat excitedly.

Many people in the martial arts world in Huaguo think that Zhang Fan will win, and Zhang Fan has not tasted defeat since his debut, and almost all of them are crushed. But the older ones, who knew that they should be archbishops of the Holy See, were worried in their hearts, that old monster who had been in the divine realm for more than a hundred years, whether this old monster fought against the American capable man who was the first on the god list, or the second wise man, or the third Huaguo Shenlong, it was all indistinguishable from victory or defeat, this is the terrible thing, and this person's strength may still be hidden.

"It's coming!"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but look up, and a cloud of white light appeared in the sky out of thin air, falling from the sky, and then a figure also fell on the bridge.

He has a crown on his head, white hair and a white beard, a kind face, wise eyes, and a red robe......

"It's the archbishop......"

"He's coming!"

"Archbishop, isn't he dead?" The lamplighter cried out in surprise when she saw his countenance, for she had witnessed the death of the archbishop that day.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly, under Zhang Fan's Dark Fire Technique, he saw another person, a snow-white hair hung down to his chest, that face was extremely handsome, his eyes were pale, flashing white, and he was wearing a simple crescent moon linen clothes, a bit like the clothes of the ancient Roman period, exuding a vast atmosphere.

This is the original appearance of the God of Light.

He appeared as an archbishop, and he chose to make such a disturbance in a duel, which can be regarded as painstaking, he wanted to kill Zhang Fan in front of the world, save face for the Holy See, and restore the faith of believers in them.

The pale eyes of the God of Light without pupils looked Zhang Fan up and down: "This god is here!" ”

"You know what? It has been a long time since this god has come down to the earth. ”

Zhang Fan was also looking at him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he couldn't see through his realm cultivation, he was blocked by a haze, and his realm was actually above himself.

Looks like it's really possible to be an ancient god.

"You are very good, since you have resisted the punishment of heaven, no wonder you can subvert the Holy See that I created."

Zhang Fan said: "Did you bring something?" ”

That's what he cares about.

The God of Light sneered: "Ignorant ant ant ......" He never thought that he would be defeated, but the God of Light had the spirit of contract, and as soon as his palm was spread, a white light appeared in his hand, and there was a mouthful of ancient ding floating, up and down, and it was the dragon tripod on the photo, which exuded a strong quaint atmosphere, and there seemed to be a dragon groan inside.