Nangong Luo Ao was stunned for a moment, obviously his thinking couldn't keep up, but thinking that he had such a good opportunity, how could he let go of Zhan Mufeng, a rival in love, plus a thorn in his eye and a sworn enemy, he shouted reluctantly: "Father, why are we leaving? Don't go, father, kill him for the child!"

Saying that, Nangong Luo Ao seemed to want to rely on his father's authority to make a move on Zhan Mufeng.

Nangong Luo Ao didn't want to think about it, with his current cultivation, in front of Zhan Mufeng of the fivefold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, he was nothing

"Presumptuous, retreat quickly! If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!" Nangong Moyi gave an order, and in an instant, the Yi Poison Sect waited for the others, and they walked cleanly.

"Finally, it was until my father came to help"

Zhan Mufeng let out a long sigh, and did not pursue, looking at the elite of Zhan Mansion on the ground, he slapped it with one palm, and one after another spiritual power wrapped Zhan Qianjun and others, and one after another thunder energy dispersed into the bodies of the black gold armor warriors and the elite soldiers of Zhan Mansion, nourishing and purifying the poison on the bodies of these people.

Not long after, Zhan Moli, the sect leader of Zhan Mansion, really appeared in front of Zhan Mufeng and the others with the elite team of Zhan Mansion who hurried over from Chen Mansion.

It turned out that the situation in Chen's Mansion was a little settled, and Zhan Moli quickly led his men and horses to come to support.

"Father, you go first to support the Lord Shouzun and the elders of the patriarchal group, and the children are here to detoxify the ideas of the Qianjun and them!" In front of everyone, Zhan Mufeng really couldn't say that he knew the supreme spiritual power technique of the Abyss Purification Spring, which could easily detoxify the poison, so he had to shirk his thoughts.

Fortunately, Zhan Moli had already had a trick, and when chatting with the high-level officials of Zhan Mansion, he seemed to say something intentionally or unintentionally, Zhan Mufeng had received supreme power in the Holy Pearl Academy.

This made everyone understand the origin of Zhan Mufeng's strong cultivation, as well as the secret of the antidote to poison, it seems that there is no such thing, Zhan Mufeng is still a supreme and powerful closed disciple, the holy son of the Holy Pearl Academy.

In particular, when Zhan Moli said this, he gave full play to his prestige as the supreme master, Zhan Mufeng is a supreme and powerful closed disciple, and the words of the Holy Son of the Holy Pearl Academy were not said by Zhan Moli himself, but by a high-ranking member of the Zhan Mansion, Zhan Moli just smiled noncommittally.

This adds to the mystery of Zhan Mufeng's identity.

"Okay, for the sake of my father, I will bring someone over to support, and I will leave it to you Feng'er here. Zhan Moli replied with a smile, but he didn't move at his feet, and he didn't even raise his hands.

If it weren't for Zhan Moli's answer, Zhan Mufeng would still think that his father would ignore him.

"No need, we old people, after all, we still have some effect. ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of old men with white beards, like immortals, came through the clouds, who was not the patriarchal group of the Patriarch of the Zhanfu Mansion.

Behind the Lord Shouzun and the Patriarchs of the Zhan Mansion, there was also a group of bearded hair

An old man who is all white.

It's just that this group of old men, who are only spiritual disciples in cultivation, are bound by invisible energy ropes one by one, and their faces are endlessly decadent, angry and unwilling.

"They are the elders of the Chen Mansion?"

Although he knew that he was asking knowingly, the patriarch of the branch behind Zhan Moli couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Zhan Mufeng sighed, although he said that he believed that he was strong in cultivation and dared to fight against the eightfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, but in front of his father and the first lord, Zhan Mufeng always felt that he still had a lot to learn.

"This time, our Zhanfu can be said to have won a great victory, and in the future, in the imperial city of the Nine Separation Supreme Dynasty, the status of the Zongfu will also be further consolidated, and no one can underestimate our Zhanfu! Finally, we are bad old men, and we have not embarrassed our Zhanfu!"

After the Lord Shouzun finished speaking, all the elders of the Zhanfu Patriarchal Group smiled one by one, obviously quite satisfied with the results of this battle.

"The first lord is too humble! The elders have worked hard!" Zhan Moli also smiled slightly, it was the first time that these two mainstays of the Zhan Mansion had chatted so freely.

The battle situation between the Zhan Mansion and the Chen Mansion spread throughout the entire Jiuli Supreme Imperial City the next day, and many families and even the Imperial Palace of the Supreme Imperial City were all talking about it.

After all, originally, the battle of the suzerain of the Chen Mansion and the Zhanfu Sect Master, the gossip of the Zhanfu Sect Master Zhan Mo leaving the body was widely spread, and the Chen Mansion Sect Master Chen Batian was even more confident of his victory, widely posted heroic posts, and invited masters from all over the world to watch the duel scene, the duel period is not far away, and the duel is already known to the world.

In order to see the peak duel of the imperial city of the two masters, many monks even rushed over from thousands of miles away early.

However, all of a sudden, the huge Chen Mansion was razed to the ground overnight by the Zhan Mansion, and although the specific inside story of the duel between the Zhan Mansion and the Chen Mansion is not well known to outsiders, the difference in strength between the two sides has obviously been judged in this night.

However, before this, many casinos had already opened a gambling game of winning and losing the duel between Zhan Moli and Chen Batian, and almost more than ninety percent of the gamblers were betting on Chen Batian.

On this day, Zhan Mufeng assisted his father in handling the official business of Zhanfu, and enjoyed the birds and flowers in the back garden of Zhanfu in a relaxed and comfortable manner.

Suddenly, a deliberately low-pitched scolding sound still attracted Zhan Mufeng's attention.

"Well, it seems that who is bullying the subordinates?" Zhan Mufeng groaned slightly, his body moved, and appeared near the position where he spoke.

It is a firewood room.

The door of the firewood room was hidden.

"Are you deliberately rectifying Lao Tzu, ah, you said that you saw with your own eyes that the sect master was tortured by the poison and that life was worse than death, why did the sect master suddenly become so powerful? Lao Tzu's entire net worth was pressed to Chen Batian, now"

"Lord Steward, don't fight, don't fight.

The small ones are not the same, and all the net worth is pressed to Chen Batian."

Zhan Mufeng was furious in his heart, and just wanted to rush in and teach these two things a hard lesson, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and turned to leave.

"If it weren't for my father's smooth passage through this difficulty, it is estimated that there would be many people in the general mansion who eat grass on the wall like this, and it would be tantamount to a fool's dream if the people in the entire sect were as loyal as Qianjun and them. Strength is the key to cohesion."

It's just that what Zhan Mufeng didn't expect was that when he wanted to teach those two subordinates a lesson, in the distant sky, two extremely strong cultivators were also staring at him intently.

"Feng'er has indeed grown up, you can afford to take it and put it down, Mo Li, you gave birth to a good son!"

"Yes, this time the crisis of the life and death of the sect, Feng'er has made great contributions. However, he is not proud of his achievements, which is indeed rare. In the future, I would like to ask the First Venerable Lord to teach me a lot!"

"Forget it, it's better to honestly go and be an apprentice to Feng'er, it's a must-have, you have to ask Feng'er for advice on spiritual exercises like the Great Wind Scroll, well, or it's good to ask for advice from Daye and Dacheng."

The first lord waved his hand, and regardless of the inseparable retention, he waved his sleeves and disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.

Zhan Moli looked at the back of the first lord in the distance, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "I really deserve to be the first lord of my mansion, everything is clear in my heart, but everything is not broken!"

Zhan Mufeng thought that his father was in charge of the affairs of the Zongfu, and he had nothing important to do, so he simply walked out of the Zhanfu.

This stroll reached the lively street of the Imperial City of the Supreme Dynasty.

"Should I find a chance to meet Fei'er? Or, should I go back and see my master's brother Wan'er, Dongfang Yubuqun, and the bearded people?

Zhan Mufeng walked aimlessly on the street, and suddenly found that there were really many people who were worth caring about, perhaps, at this moment, they were also thinking about themselves.

Thinking of this, Zhan Mufeng was in a good mood, took a deep breath at the crowded street, and said with a loud smile: "It's good to feel concerned." ”

In the bustling street, passers-by could hear the laughter and words of Zhan Mufeng, some stopped to watch, some nodded and praised, and some disagreed.

Zhan Mufeng didn't care so much, after saying it with a smile, he wanted to go forward gracefully.

"Big brother, is it you? Big brother!!It's really you!Big brother!" The voice was first surprised, then surprised, and finally turned into crying.

Moreover, what started as a cry of one person slowly turned into the crying of a group of people.

"What's the situation, this is" For a while, Zhan Mufeng was at a loss. Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network