The five inner disciples, all of whom were in the middle of the cultivation period, had one of them stuck here for a year, which was much more powerful than the other four.

The five of them were divided into five directions and went up, Zhang Fan's brows were slightly locked, he was not afraid of relying on his fingers at this time.

The five fingers of his right hand were opened, although the spiritual liquid of the spiritual platform was only a trickle, it was very surging, and at this time, the fingertips were chaotic and void, Zhang Fan raised his head and said: "Each of you will give me a hundred catties of spiritual rice, otherwise you will be abolished!"

Those who did not participate in the war were shocked, and when Zhang Fan said this for the first time, they would only laugh. But when he really abolished Meng He, he knew how weighty this sentence was, this is a ruthless person, the grandson of the elder did not hesitate to abolish it, and ordinary inner disciples, he must have no scruples.

The five people who shot were all cold in their hearts, afraid that their cultivation would be abolished.

The first one was dressed in white, and he said: "Zhang Fan is only one person, and there are five of us, what are you afraid of!"

The five of them used all their strength to bombard Zhang Fan from all directions. Zhang Fan showed a bright smile in the strength of his fist: "Then you can abolish it!"

In an instant, he opened his five fingers, and the black light on his fingertips suddenly bloomed, and the light was the size of an oil lamp. Zhang Fan knew in his heart that he had abolished Meng He, and this matter could not be good. Unless he shows his unparalleled ability again and is valued by the mountain gate.

The five fingers are spread and swept casually, as if to repel mosquitoes.

The fingers reappeared, destroying the withering and decaying, and accurately passing through the spiritual platform of the five people.

"Poof!"

The unmanned platform burst in response, and the spiritual liquid in their bodies quickly volatilized and dissipated between Sumeru. The young man in white covered his bleeding abdomen: "You abolished us.. You can't escape!"

"Ruthless!"

"Zhang Fan is crazy!"

"The Innate Enlightened has returned, and Zhang Fan has opened the killing realm!"

Zhang Fan returned to Mashan with his purse, and his achievements were widely known within half a day.

Liu Ying's body has recovered, hanging his purse on his belt, he looked at this Zhang Fan, his big eyes were full of gratitude. Zhang Fan has seen the purse, the connotation is Qiankun, its space is larger than his two Qiankun bags, he said: "The purse is better hidden, it is a treasure!"

Liu Ying's face changed for a moment, and he was busy hiding his purse in his clothes, and he asked curiously, "What kind of treasure is it?"

"The connotation is Qiankun, it should be a Qiankun bag. It's really good-looking. Which young lady gave it to you?"

Speaking of this, Liu Ying's face was flushed, and she whispered, "It's my girlfriend!"

"Kid is good!" Zhang Fan slapped him in the chest.

Liu Ying said: "She is practicing in Tenglong Pavilion now, I don't know if she is doing well!"

Zhang Fan's face jumped. Tenglong Pavilion is a mountain of the Immortal Holy Land of the Northern Wilderness, and there are several supreme secret books, among which the disciples are dragons and phoenixes, and the outer disciples who sweep the ground are enough to compare with the seeds of Cangyun Mountain.

Liu Ying's girlfriend actually practiced in that place.

Suppressing the horror, Zhang Fan said, "Go into the house!"

Liu Ying was puzzled and looked at this Zhang Fan curiously. At this time, an old man at the foot of the mountain was rushing over: "Zhang Fan, take your life!"

"Just let you make me famous!" Zhang Fan made up his mind in his heart, since he wanted to make a comeback, he would use the strongest posture to make Shanmen pay attention to him again.

Zhang Fan stepped forward, and the yin and yang steps were as fast as lightning.

The disciples who followed and watched the excitement were shocked, and Zhang Fan not only did not hide, but also took the initiative to attack. Zhang Fan frowned, facing an old guy, he was also very cautious, opened his mouth, a light flashed, and a flying sword soared out of the air, directly killing Meng He's grandfather Meng Changqing.

Meng Changqing has practiced for 60 years, and he has reached the stage of cultivation. Old man lost his son, so he took a special fancy to his only grandson, and now his grandson's cultivation has been abolished, making him lose his mind.

"Oh my God, it's a flying sword!"

"No wonder Zhang Fan has such confidence, it's a pity that he got into trouble with the elders not long after he recovered!"

"Elder Meng is extremely protective. Even if the mountain master comes forward now, Zhang Fan will have to die here!"

The monk of the cultivation period was furious, majestic like a beast of the wilderness, and the earth trembled when he stepped on it, and he raised his slap to knock the flying sword down.

This is the confidence of the cultivators in the cultivation period, and ordinary magic weapons will turn into powder in their hands. But Zhang Fan opened the Divine Treasure to get Wan Sheng's hand, and at this time, his hands quickly sealed the Flying Sword Formation Diagram.

Bursts of amber light flashed from his hand, and he saw that the small array had become huge and complicated. Without taking a breath, the grade of the flying sword skyrocketed.

Meng Changqing's brows jumped, sensing the change in the sword, but he couldn't take back his move, so he slapped it on the sword.

Poof!

Zhang Fan vomited blood from his mouth, fell thirty meters and smashed to the ground, leaving a humanoid trace. Meng Changqing's figure was also stagnant, his right hand trembled slightly, and a stream of blood slipped down the tiger's mouth.

"Ahh The elder of the cultivation period actually cracked the tiger's mouth!"

"Yes, Zhang Fan wants to make a comeback with Meng Changqing... He's showing his potential!"

"It seems that Shanmen will pay attention to him again!

When the disciples saw the doorway, they were shocked that Zhang Fan had such a method.

Zhang Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swung the spiritual fluid in his body and swam all over his body, running the secret technique of the stars, and the light of several thin hairs on the sky shot into his internal organs. Fang Zhen's body was gradually recovering: "The power of the stars is infinitely mysterious, with this divine law, my spiritual power is surging!"

Zhang Fan didn't say a word and started again. The hands form a mysterious Wansheng mark, Wansheng is a very special one in the gods, with the improvement of the realm will continue to evolve, now Zhang Fan can only evolve the magic weapon that already exists, when it comes to the profound, don't say that it is a magic weapon, even the extreme magic can be played.

At this time, he poured all the spiritual liquid into the formation of the flying sword, and the flying sword hung in the air and emitted bursts of sword sounds, the sound of which was enough to pierce the golden cracking stone, and the power of the flying sword increased again and again, and it had exceeded the original two levels.

"This flying sword formation diagram is only at the yellow level, how can the spirit reach the Xuan level? That is a treasure that the masters of the cultivation period should have hot eyes!" someone said.

"It may be some kind of secret treasure, which is usually sealed, and it is being unsealed at this time! Zhang Fan has shrunk in Mashan all these years, where did he get his luck?"

Meng Changhe opened his mouth, and slashed towards Zhang Fan with a ray of brilliance.

"That's the essence of the cultivator, it can crush everything! Retreat!" Everyone who was close, including the elders, fled into the distance.

Trainers are like water, but their power is endless. Zhang Fan had already felt the infinite power approaching his body, and as soon as he stomped his feet, the speed of sealing his hands was faster, and one after another the seals drilled into the formation of the flying sword.

The array is infinitely enlarged, and there are mysterious patterns inside. The array diagram was as brilliant as a fairy sword in the world, but before Zhang Fan could exhaust his strength, the array diagram could not bear to be forcibly promoted, and a trace of crack appeared.

This array is actually not simple, the flying swords are all broken, but the array is still intact. Zhang Fan suspected that the formation diagram and the flying sword were not matching, but belonged to another stronger magic weapon, but now that the array diagram had begun to crack, Zhang Fan did not dare to evolve again, and launched it with all his might: "Imperial Decree!"

The one-word edict, the sword roars in the sky, and the terrifying power is entrained to meet the battle.

The momentum of the training was like a bamboo, and the sublimated flying sword was crushed into pieces in just one breath. Zhang Fan was shocked at this time, as expected, he was an elder who had underestimated the peak of the cultivation period, and now that he was pressing, he could only run the yin and yang steps and push away.

Yin and Yang walked through the five elements, even though the essence of the cultivation period suppressed the space here, Zhang Fan still retreated more than 300 meters without hindrance, standing on the shed of the stable and sweating profusely.

Pi Lian went head-on, and was about to kill Zhang Fan.

Sensing the danger, the extraordinary horses in the stables broke free from their reins and ran off into the distance. The dragon scale horse and the jade horse turned into light and fled directly into the mountains.

Hao Wuyi and the others sighed: "Lao Tzu's horse!"

"Senior brother, let's do it slowly!" When the training was about to run over Zhang Fan, a curtain of light fell from the sky, and Zhang Fan was enveloped in the light of the Milky Way. The horse slammed into the light curtain. Zhang Fan flew directly upside down fifty meters before stopping, if there was no light curtain protection, he would have died at this time.

"It's done!" Zhang Fan half-knelt on the ground, and his face under his cloak showed a smug smile, "Meng Changhe, thank you so much!"