Eating on the doorstep steps, there are many people who have not occupied a seat in addition to them.

After Zhang Fan fell off the altar, he was abandoned by Cangyun Mountain and ridiculed by countless people, but there were not many people who bullied him, and they were all busy cultivating, how could they have time to tease mortals.

The real bully of him is often some low-level monks, they are blunt, after the age of twenty they have to roll up the bunk and go down the mountain, the former glorious and wanton Zhang Fan has become worse than them, bullying Zhang Fan can satisfy their little vanity.

In addition to raising horses, low-level disciples also farmed and raised flowers as slaves, far less comfortable than those hiding on the horse mountain. Long-term labor makes them older than their peers.

A young man with a thick beard strode up, spat on Zhang Fan's bowl without saying a word, and then left laughing.

Zhang Fan's eyes were covered with frost, and he stood up and walked up without saying anything, grabbing the man's clothes from behind.

"Why are you fighting?" the young man was undaunted. He has a small spiritual platform to do, and accidentally opened a corner of the divine treasure, which can release the flame spiritual liquid, so that he became an elder's disciple from a little brother who farmed, which was a month ago.

Now that he had become an elder disciple, the whole person floated. That's why I couldn't help but spit on Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't speak, and the bowl was directly buckled on his face.

"Ahh The man's face was full of rice grains, and the thick phlegm hung firmly on his eyelids, and he clenched his fists, "Theirs, you kid is tired and crooked!"

Raising his fist to hit Zhang Fan, his fist was covered with a thin layer of flames, and the sparks that splashed out actually burned a hole in the stone slab.

The person next to him hurriedly jumped away.

Someone said: "He is a bull pan, he used to be a farmer, I don't know where the shit came from to cultivate the fire spirit liquid, and now he is a disciple of Elder An Neng." ”

"Xenomorph Ichor, a little spark has such a powerful power. ”

"Rising star!"

Zhang Fan dodged the fist wind, he had never seen the spiritual liquid with fire, and subconsciously thought of the secret realm of Guangshuo, the three secret realms have their own secrets, and ordinary cultivation is not considered a secret realm of cultivation, at least open the little bit of the divine treasure to have the conditions to contact the secret realm, this alien spiritual liquid is one of the divine treasures.

It's really powerful.

But Zhang Fan was sure to take him down with one move, and now he wandered away to see how much potential this fire spirit liquid had.

Zhang Fan walked leisurely and avoided with ease. The people around are talking to each other.

"Isn't Zhang Fan wasted? How could it not be hit?"

"He used to be at the peak of what he once said, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!"

"Yes, if you don't raise the yuan, you will be mortal after all. It is said that a first-class martial arts master can kill a Lingtai monk. ”

"He ate so many natural treasures when he was young, and his body must be different from ours. ”

"Ordinary Xiaolingtai may not be able to take Zhang Fan, but the bull plate of fire spirit liquid will definitely not lose!"

Niu Pan has a huge body, strong strength, and extremely fast punches. But because of his huge body, he was not flexible enough, and he still couldn't occupy Zhang Fan's sleeve after three minutes of fighting, so he stood still angrily: "Damn, don't hide if you have the ability!"

"Neurotic!" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, "Do you want to fight while standing?"

"I'm angry!" Niu Pan shouted, his right arm turning, "Lao Tzu is going to perform the strongest move." This punch can injure the Great Lingtai Monk, now give you a chance, kneel down and call Grandpa!"

"It's terrible to hurt your opponent across the border!!"

"Zhang Fan is miserable now! Even if he doesn't die, he will lie in bed for a few months!"

Niu Pan sneered: "I can't control my strength, anyway, Senior Brother Dalingtai, who is fighting against me, has been lying on the bed for half a month, you are a mortal, you will definitely die directly under my fist!"

"Zhang Fan, accept your fate. You're just a piece of shit, and I'm the owner of the Ipo. If I kill you, I won't be with you, and at most I will be locked up for a few days!" Zhang Fan stood proudly, the secret realm of the Lingtai was innumerable, and the power of the five elements was only a very weak one among them, and with Niu Pan's current cultivation, he would definitely not be able to hurt him.

Niu Pan said, "Give you one last chance, kneel down and call grandpa!"

Zhang Fan snorted: "It's not necessarily who knelt down!"

"It's over, Zhang Fan is crazy!"

"It's a pity, the Born Enlightened is ruined!" Some people mocked, some sighed, and some people hugged their shoulders to watch the excitement, but no one wanted to help.

Niu Pan looked at Zhang Fan and the stones in the pit were smelly and hard, and it was just to scare him, but now there is too much fire spirit liquid on his arm, he can't accept it, and if he can't fight it, he will be counterattacked: "Zhang Fan, accept your fate!"

The fist burst out, and a faint red flame splashed out of a firebird, spreading its wings and pounced on Zhang Fan. This hand stunned everyone, no wonder it could injure the Great Spirit Terrace monk, it was simply terrifying. Who would have thought that a farmer would have such good luck to get a xenomorph spiritual fluid, and it was really better for a person to die than a man!

Zhang Fan sensed the crisis, silently mobilized the spiritual liquid at the end of his fingers, gathered the aura of the four directions with a little black light, hid it in his sleeve and flicked his fingers, and the brilliance of the Xuan finger went towards the firebird.

The firebird was so magnificent that it completely obscured the black light, so that no one could see the fingers.

Finger Mang has the ability to destroy withering and decaying, directly through the palm of the firebird shot at the bull pan, the broad palm was suddenly pierced with a thin hair wound, although the wound is small, but the finger strength is very huge, along the veins of his palm straight in, disturbing his internal organs, the spiritual liquid in the spiritual platform is disrupted, so that the bull pan can no longer lift a little strength.

The firebird disintegrated in front of Zhang Fan, forming a strong wind that blew Zhang Fan's long hair.

Niu Pan knelt on the ground with his hands covered, his eyes widened: "How is it possible... My hands hurt all of a sudden!"

The onlookers were stunned, Zhang Fan won? This is unreasonable.

A senior brother said: "Senior Brother Niu Pan is extraordinary, but his cultivation is still shallow and he can't control powerful moves. I think it's because of his exhaustion that he's been devoured by the ichor!"

"Yes, senior brother is very knowledgeable!"

"I'll just say it. How could Zhang Fan win!"

"Senior Brother Niupan, your top priority now is to cultivate diligently, and wait until you reach the realm before performing this move!"

Niu Pan also relaxed because of 'puzzle solving', he thought that Zhang Fan had some special magical powers, stood up and snorted at Zhang Fan: "Wait for Lao Tzu's cultivation to be high, and then let you see how powerful!"

Angrily brushed away.

The rest of the people also squatted down to continue eating, and Liu Ying came up and pulled Zhang Fan's clothes: "Senior brother, you can eat mine!"

"No need!" Zhang Fan said lightly, "After eating, we should go back and let the horse come out to let the wind out!"

Not far away, several teenagers gathered around, and one of them was dressed in purple and said, "Senior brother, it's that white young man, there are a lot of gold beads on his body, I think there are thirty of them!"

"Thirty gold beads are enough for me to buy a marrow cleanser to take my realm to the next level. Has his bottom been cleaned?" asked a man in a dress, holding a folding fan.

"It's clean, people from the Liu family!"

"You're special!" the playboy almost scolded.

There are many forces surnamed Liu in Yan State, but there is only one family that can be called the upper family, the founding general of Yan State, General Liu Kaiqi followed the founding lord of Yan State to dominate the world, with peak cultivation, and the most glorious battle was in the army of 10,000 monks, killing three enemy generals with peak cultivation in a row.

He became famous in World War I and became a general who defended the country.

This honor has lasted for three hundred years to the present, and now the Liu family is at its peak, and the children of the disciples are all mighty and extraordinary, and the lord of the country once said that the Liu family will not fall, and the Yan country will last forever.

That's why the playboy has such a big reaction.

The purple-clothed young man said, "Senior brother, don't worry. This kid belongs to the branch of the Liu family, and is the cousin of the cousin of the younger brother of the former head of the Liu family for six generations, and he has nothing to do with the Liu family, but he just relies on a little bit of the Liu family's identity to open a pawnshop in Ancheng! There is not a single monk in the family, and he can enter the mountain, and he also spent a lot of money to buy it!"

The playboy's face slowed down: "In that case..."