Han Ming secretly admired in his heart, and thought that his senior brother was not good at talking, and he wanted to help, but he didn't expect that as soon as the senior brother spoke, he reversed the situation on the field, and he was worthy of being chosen by the master.

"I have no grudge against you, and I don't have any words to add to your guilt! I just don't want to see my weaker fellow believers being bullied at will. Even if you are strong, you can't defeat all of us!" Zhang Yunshang shook his head and said with a righteous face.

"Then you try!" Fang Wushu took a step forward, his whole body was full of momentum, his hair and clothes were windless, like the god of war coming to the world!

The onlookers were all shocked back by the momentum exuded by Fang Invincible, and a shocked expression appeared on their faces.

Zhang Yunshang was also shocked back by surprise, and the shock in his heart was even worse than that of others.

Half-step Battle Saint!

This momentum was not something that a monk who had just stepped into a half-step battle saint could exude.

It can be said that at this time, Fang Invincible may step into the Battle Saint realm at any time.

If Fang Wushu became a Battle Saint, then there would be two Battle Saints in the Canghuo Sect, instantly surpassing other first-class families and sects.

Although the monks present were also very promising, they did not dare to provoke a future war saint, and they all retreated.

Feeling Fang's invincible strength, and then seeing the reaction of the onlookers, Zhang Yunshang's face turned pale.

Although he is a ninth-order Zhanzun, if the opponent is invincible, I am afraid that he will not be able to make three moves in the opponent's hand.

"Haha, even if you are strong, you have no successor, how long can you guys last!" The bright smile on Zhang Yunshang's face disappeared, replaced by a mocking sneer.

Fang Wushu didn't open his mouth this time and chose to ignore it.

"It's a joke to say that I have no successor in the Canghuo Gate! Spreading rumors at such an age is really shameless. Han Ming was behind him, and he was about to be unable to hold back, but now that Fang Wushu didn't say anything, he could finally open his mouth to refute.

"Boy, you better take care of yourself, it's a question whether you can come out alive with such strength, and you still have the leisure to get involved in the matter between us?" Zhang Yunshang didn't even look at Han Ming, and then said.

"Then please wait and see, Senior Zhang, on behalf of our Canghuomen, I declare that we are not afraid of any rude provocation, otherwise we will kill him. Han Ming slowly raised his head and stared at Zhang Yunshang with burning eyes.

"Haha, you're really young and ignorant, do you know how many first-class sects you're facing now. Just because you, a little Zhan Tong cultivator, dare to represent Canghuo Gate?" After hearing Han Ming's words, Zhang Yunshang couldn't recognize it and laughed. Such tough words actually came out of the mouth of a warlord monk.

"Little junior brother, you can represent the Canghuo Gate!" Just as everyone was laughing, Fang Wudi, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of all the monks instantly froze, and the audience fell silent.

Little junior brother!

Wouldn't that be a disciple of the Vast War Saint!

A person who can be selected as a disciple by the Vast Battle Saint will not be able to have unbearable talent, and he will inevitably be the pillar of the Canghuo Gate in the future, and naturally has the right to represent the Canghuo Gate.

At this time, the onlookers looked very embarrassed, it turned out that it was not the other party who was ridiculous, but himself and others.

"I look forward to meeting you in the Tomb of the Saints. A young monk behind Zhang Yunshang suddenly spoke, his eyes undisguised with murderous intent, eager to kill Han Ming here.

Obviously, he is the Tianjiao in the door escorted by Zhang Yunshang.

Han Ming was very surprised in his heart, could it be that the matter of killing Zhang Xuan was known to the Zhang family, otherwise how could the Zhang family Tianjiao be so serious about his killing intent.

"I'm looking forward to it too. Han Ming smiled indifferently.

Zhang Jia Tianjiao did not continue to speak, and directly stepped aside, with murderous intent in his eyes, staring directly at Han Ming.

Zhang Yunshang also stepped aside, he didn't dare to provoke in his mouth, all the people who came out of Canghuomen were crazy, and their tempers were hotter than the other.

After seeing that the Zhang family retreated, the onlookers knew that there was no excitement to see, so they dispersed one after another, but they all glanced at Han Ming heavily, curious if Han Ming would be able to survive to the end.

Fang Wushu closed his eyes again, everything that happened in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, the sky was full of light, the avenue roared, the temperature on the top of the entire mountain dropped sharply, and a portal appeared in the sky out of thin air.

A white-haired old man slowly walked out from inside, it was the ancestor of the Feng family, the Hantan Battle Saint.

At this time, the body of the Hantan Battle Saint had recovered, and his face was ruddy.

"Welcome to the Hantan Battle Saint!"

The monks standing on the top of the mountain saluted to the Hantan Battle Saint.

After the prestige of the Hantan Battle Saint, after the battle of Tianxuan City, it has been greatly improved, and the monks can't forget it, and they are willing to be seriously injured in order to lure the enemy.

A smile appeared on the face of the Hantan Battle Saint, and he nodded lightly, his hands pressed weakly.

"This time, the Holy Tomb is controlled by the old man, there are many opportunities in the Ancient Tomb, there are several saint-level qi veins, and there are even these five Battle Saint inheritances, and no one has obtained them so far. The Hantan Battle Saint spoke, although the voice was not loud, but everyone heard it very clearly.

After hearing the words of the Hantan Battle Saint, the monks on the top of the mountain instantly boiled. All of them looked eager to try.

The people who can come here are all geniuses who are one in a million in the sect, and geniuses all have a common shortcoming, that is, conceit.

In their eyes, the inheritance that their predecessors could not obtain was just the lack of talent of their predecessors.

Even Zhang Jiatianjiao's eyes were hot at this time, and he was obviously yearning for the inheritance inside.

Han Ming's heart did not make any waves at all, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He only believes that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Fang Wushu glanced at Han Ming in surprise, and was very satisfied with Han Ming's performance. They will not lose their minds because of greed, and only such people will live a long life.

"Ahem!" Hantan Zhan Sheng coughed, which immediately made the monks on the top of the mountain stop the noise. Then he said: "Chance is often accompanied by danger, so I hope you must do what you can." And the most important point, that is, the demons may infiltrate and seize the War Saint Inheritance, and I hope that the Monarchs can protect the War Saint Inheritance!"

"Obey the decree of the Holy Battle," the monks on the top of the mountain spoke.

"When the demons enter the Battle Saint Tomb, this is simply digging their own grave," one monk said with disdain.

"Haha, maybe we can become Terran heroes too. The other monk laughed, glanced at Han Ming, and said mockingly.

"Then next, I'll announce the opening of the Battle Saint Tomb!" the Hantan Battle Saint announced loudly.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a spatial portal appeared out of thin air, which was obviously the portal to the Holy Tombs.

The monks walked inside, and Zhang Jia Tianjiao glanced at Han Ming, made a gesture to wipe his neck, and then his figure flashed, and he also entered this portal.

The Dharma protectors who escorted the Tianjiao also gradually left this mountain peak.

A faint smile appeared on Han Ming's face, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Jiatianjiao's threat at all.

"Senior brother, I'm going too. Han Ming looked at Fang Wushu in front of him and said.

Fang Wushu didn't speak, just nodded, and then sat down cross-legged and entered the cultivation state.

Seeing Fang Wuving's actions, Han Ming's heart was greatly moved, he knew that his second senior brother was planning to wait for his return here.

Han Ming also knew that his senior brother was not good at talking, so he would not change his decision easily.

Han Ming's figure flashed, and he also entered this portal.