It's just that Jiang Yunfan is too much.

They relied on the fact that thirteen of them were all masters of the True Monarch, so they bullied the three weak ones, but today, they really hit a nail.

And this nail is still Zhang Zichen!

Hearing that the other party wanted to kill himself, Zhang Zichen sneered: "Jiang Yunfan, if I tell me that I am Zhang Zichen, do you believe it?"

"Letter?" Jiang Yunfan spat out, "It's strange that I believe you!

"Haha! Yes, yes, at first I didn't believe that there would be such a coincidence in this world. Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I can't figure it out either, I will come to the Eastern Wilderness with you, and I can't figure it out, if you don't bully others, you will come to bully us, all this is too coincidental, it is so coincidental that I don't just want to describe it." But Jiang Yunfan, please remember, I am the real Zhang Zichen!"

As soon as these words came out, the aura on Zhang Zichen's body suddenly dispersed, and his cultivation power became stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, he went from the mid-stage realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal to the mid-stage realm of the True Monarch.

Zhang Zichen hides his strength!

I don't know what Jiang Yunfan and the others think about this scene, but Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing were shocked and almost believed it.

According to the latest news on the Heavenly Realm Continent, Zhang Zichen is a cultivator in the mid-stage realm of the True Monarch.

"Could it be that he is really Zhang Zichen?"

Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing were a little skeptical, but the problem was still in front of them, even if the brother they knew was Zhang Zichen, so what?

Let's not say that Jiang Yunfan is a cultivator in the late realm of the True Monarch, let's just say that Jiang Yunfan's twelve subordinates are all cultivators in the middle stage of the True Monarch and the late realm of the True Monarch.

Zhang Zichen alone, can he deal with so many people?

Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing's bodies were in a cold sweat.

However, Zhang Zichen was relaxed, and said lightly: "Jiang Yunfan, my true face will not be revealed, anyway, you all know what I look like, every time I change my appearance, it hurts a little, and it still hurts a little when I untie it, so today, I will show people with my current appearance." ”

Jiang Yunfan and the other thirteen people stared at Zhang Zichen coldly, and lost their minds for a while, not knowing whether to step forward and kill Zhang Zichen or run away.

But to escape, it seems that it is impossible to say, thirteen True Monarch masters, facing a True Monarch mid-stage realm cultivator, this must be a sure victory!

Just when everyone was hesitating, a middle-aged man beside Jiang Yunfan suddenly took a step forward and snorted coldly: "A weak monk dares to speak out here, besides, even if you are Zhang Zichen, so what? I will kill you today!"

This middle-aged man's cultivation is one level higher than Zhang Zichen's, no wonder he is so angry.

Knock! Knock!

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward, and the earth shook the mountains, and it seemed that this was a power-type monk.

"Iron Fist Gloves!"

The middle-aged man roared, and a pair of black iron fist gloves immediately appeared on his fists, and he touched it himself, and there was a bang on the ground, and the ground shook.

A powerful True Qi, the real air was trembling, this turned out to be a pair of Iron Fist gloves of a medium-grade immortal weapon.

"Since you want to die, then no wonder me!"

Zhang Zichen smiled faintly, and an earthy yellow inferior immortal knife appeared in his right hand.

As soon as the fairy knife came out, everyone was shocked.

Lu Wenxing, Mao Zhijing, Jiang Yunfan and others, the muscles on everyone's faces were shaking inadvertently.

It is said that Zhang Zichen has several artifacts on his body, and if he kills someone, he will definitely sacrifice the artifact, but this person only sacrificed a low-grade immortal knife.

The weapon level between this is not a level at all, so is he Zhang Zichen? This question has to be thought about again?

Obviously, the middle-aged man saw that Zhang Zichen was sacrificing a low-grade immortal knife, and his heart was already smiling, and he sneered: "Zhang Zichen, don't you say that you are Zhang Zichen? Zhang Zichen is full of treasures, he uses artifacts to kill people, you are just a low-grade immortal weapon, and you dare to shout here, boy, it seems that you are indeed crazy." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you dare to rush up, I will kill you immediately! And it's a one-shot kill!" Zhang Zichen didn't want to pay attention to him.

In recent years, Zhang Zichen has long learned to keep a low profile, so no matter where he goes, Zhang Zichen hides the treasures on his body.

Especially for treasures such as artifacts, once they are sacrificed, the laws of the Heavenly Dao on it will immediately emanate, attracting the ideas of countless people.

In this Eastern Wilderness Ruins Realm, the strong are like clouds, Zhang Zichen doesn't want to become the target of everyone, otherwise he will die without a place to be buried.

Under Zhang Zichen's provocation, the middle-aged man on the other side finally couldn't help it, he moved his hands and shouted: "Give me death!"

Phew――

A flash of golden light burst out.

The speed of this golden light was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already appeared in front of Zhang Zichen.

Everyone had already seen the scene where the middle-aged man's iron fist smashed Zhang Zichen's head, and Jiang Yunfan and the others had a smile on their faces.

And Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing's faces were shocked, and for a moment, they almost closed their eyes, not daring to see what happened to Zhang Zichen when he died.

However, when the middle-aged man's iron fist touched Zhang Zichen's skin, time and space seemed to flicker, and Zhang Zichen disappeared.

Everyone saw a flash of yellow light, and Zhang Zichen appeared behind the middle-aged man from the front of the middle-aged man.

"How...... How could it be? How could he be so fast?"

The middle-aged man asked in his mind.

In fact, not only the middle-aged people, but all the people present felt that it was their own visual error, and everyone rubbed their eyes and expressed disbelief.

"Is my eye broken? What did I just see?"

"It's not bad, I like I saw it too!"

This person, who called himself Zhang Zichen, suddenly flashed and dodged the attack. ”

Everyone was stunned, unbelieving, and confused, among them, including Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing.

Time stood still, and everything came too suddenly.

What made everyone even more stunned happened, only to see Zhang Zichen and the middle-aged man standing back to back in the center, accompanied by a breeze blowing, the middle-aged man let out a miserable scream.

After the scream, a blood stain appeared on the middle-aged man's body, and the blood stain became bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, with a pop, blood splattered, and the middle-aged man split in an instant, turned into two halves, and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the black ground was stained red by a pool of blood.

"What's going on?"

"When did he come out with the knife?"

"Who saw it? Nobody saw it?"

Jiang Yunfan and the other twelve people were in a mess, and an inexplicable sense of fear slowly erupted in the crowd.