Looking at the young man in a black tight robe, Fang Yan couldn't help but be stunned, although he knew that the other party would come today, but he didn't expect to come so quickly, he quickly stood up, ran to the young man in small steps and greeted respectfully: "My lord, are you here?"

The black-clothed young man nodded slightly, and when he saw that there was a leather sofa next to him, he sat down and asked directly, "How are you and your group of brothers thinking about it?"

Seeing that it was always here that should come, Fang Yan struggled inwardly for a moment, and then replied: "My lord, my brother and I have already discussed and are willing to follow your lordship, but. [Ran^Text^Library] []”

Seeing that Fang Yan seemed to be hesitating about something, Duan Xiaotian suddenly became cold, and said with a straight face: "But what?"

Feeling that the air around him was getting colder and colder, Fang Yan couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly said, "But I need my lord to show his hand in front of my group of brothers." ”

Duan Xiaotian quickly understood the meaning of the dialect, nodded at him, and agreed.

As early as yesterday, after Duan Xiaotian left, Fang Yan woke up a few people who had fainted on the ground, and then called the one hundred and ninety-five Praetorian Guards outside in, and told them that Duan Xiaotian wanted them to be his followers, at first, because he forgot to mention Duan Xiaotian's identity, let them only know that he was very powerful, if it was just powerful, they would naturally disagree with this group of people who would lose their lives at any time on the tip of the knife, because they didn't need a master without any protection.

But after finally learning Duan Xiaotian's identity, they first gasped, shocked that Duan Xiaotian was only sixteen or seventeen years old and had reached the identity of a sixth-grade elixir master, and then when they came back to their senses, they didn't believe it again, after all, this kind of thing was too unbelievable, and for the expressions of the brothers, the dialect naturally understood, if it wasn't for what he saw with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that there was still a 'so' young medicine king in this world.

Therefore, he said to his brothers that Duan Xiaotian would come over tomorrow, and if he proved his identity, they would follow Duan Xiaotian.

And his group of brothers also readily agreed, if it was really as the dialect said, they couldn't ask for such a good thing, how could they stupidly refuse, what was the worst thing for them? It was a resource for cultivation.

After saying a few words to Duan Xiaotian, Fang Yan led Duan Xiaotian to the training ground.

Call a Praetorian Guard, tell him to let him go, and when everyone is assembled, he will sit down on the upper seat and wait.

In less than a few minutes, the originally empty training ground was already overcrowded at this time, and the Praetorian Guard who had reported it stood up and shouted: "Captain, all one hundred and ninety-nine people have arrived." ”

Fang Yan nodded, and said to Duan Xiaotian: "My lord, everyone is here, do you see if it is?"

Duan Xiaotian waved his hand, slowly stood up, looked at the straight Praetorian Guards standing in the audience and shouted, "Tell me, which of you wants to be a strong man." ”

The Praetorian Guards looked at each other and shouted, "I think!"

One hundred and ninety-nine people shouted, instantly piercing the sky, making the earth tremble a few times, this result made Duan Xiaotian very satisfied, and shouted: "Then can you tell me what a strong person is?"

As soon as Duan Xiaotian's words fell, the audience suddenly fell silent, and after a few breaths, a dark-skinned strong man shouted: "Those who cultivate to be powerful spirits are made strong. ”

Duan Xiaotian smiled and shouted: "From a personal point of view, what you said is right, but from a group point of view, you are wrong, if I call a hundred spirit beings who are one level lower than you to fight you, can you annihilate them all?"

"This!" the strong man scratched his head, thought for a while, and shouted, "No." ”

Duan Xiaotian nodded with satisfaction with the honesty of the strong man, and shouted: "Yes, you can't, so sometimes cultivation is not absolute, one person is not strong, a group of people is strong, then it is called really strong, which is why I accept you, not just your captain." ”

After listening to Duan Xiaotian's words, the audience was silent, what they didn't understand before, but now they also understood, and suddenly felt a trace of awe at this teenager who was half or a few laps younger than themselves.

"Brush!" A ball of spiritual fire exclusive to the elixir master suddenly appeared in Duan Xiaotian's hand, looking at the Praetorian Guards in the audience and shouting, "This is the proof you need." ”

Looking at the green beating spiritual fire that appeared in Duan Xiaotian's hand, although the Praetorian Guards already knew in advance that Duan Xiaotian was likely to be a sixth-grade elixir master, they couldn't help but gasp after seeing it with their own eyes.

Seeing that Duan Xiaotian's eyes became more and more respectful and awe-inspiring, and seeing that the Praetorian Guards didn't speak, Duan Xiaotian smiled and shouted, "Then now are you willing to be my followers?"

As soon as Duan Xiaotian's words fell, he only heard a vast, majestic, and loud voice sounding, "Willing, willing, willing." ”

Although he already knew the result, Duan Xiaotian nodded with great satisfaction and said: "Very good, since you are willing to be my followers, then from today onwards, you will be my people, if anyone dares to provoke you in the future, you will give me to die, don't be soft, I will carry it for you if something happens." ”

Duan Xiaotian's words instantly moved the two hundred Praetorian Guards including the dialect in it, and they shouted as if they had been beaten with chicken blood: "My lord, we are sworn to pursue you to the death. ”

"Okay, now that the matter has been decided, then I should also change the name of this team, and in the future, you will be called 'Huaxia God Slayer'!" Duan Xiaotian said with a pressed hand.

Hearing that their Praetorian Guards had been renamed, although they were a little reluctant, they quickly accepted their new identity.

Looking at the people in the audience, Duan Xiaotian was still very satisfied, he could see that the potential of these people was not fully stimulated, if he added his alchemy technique, he had absolute confidence to create a strong team in the future.

Maybe even Duan Xiaotian himself couldn't guess that the 'Huaxia God Slayer' team he created today would help him a lot in the future.

After handing out the elixir tailored for them, Duan Xiaotian called Fang Yan back into the room.

After taking out four saint-level exercises from the Chaos Spirit Ring that he had been looking for for a long time last night to be satisfied with, strengthening the forging and other books, he then took out a god-level storage spirit ring from the Chaos Spirit Ring and handed it to Fang Yan, and after explaining a few questions, he left the 'Huaxia God Slayer' team.

"Shouldn't I talk to Fang Rou, Bal Yanyan and Yixiao about what I'm going to leave tomorrow?" Walking back to the bedroom, Duan Xiaotian lowered his head and muttered to himself.

As he passed by a willow forest, several middle-aged men and two older men walked towards him.

"Boy, you're Duan Xiaotian!" a man with a carved scar asked gloomily.

Duan Xiaotian, who was still thinking about the problem, raised his head slightly and said, "It's me, what's wrong?"

Seeing Duan Xiaotian admit his identity, the scar man said in a cold voice: "Since you admit your identity, then you should also admit that it was you who killed my son." ”

The scar man's words made Duan Xiaotian stunned for a moment, and then said: "Hey, uncle, did you forget to take medicine when you went out, I am Duan Xiaotian, that's right, but when did I say that I killed your son, I don't know who your son is, how to kill Ah?"

Now seeing that Duan Xiaotian denied killing his son, the scar man roared angrily: "My son Zhang Cannon, my subordinates said that you killed him, then there will be no mistake." ”

Listening to the scarred man's tough tone, Duan Xiaotian was full of discomfort, and couldn't help but say with a hint of warmth: "I don't care if your son is a Zhang Pao or a mountain cannon, and also, whether your subordinates are your wife or your own father, what does he say?" I also said that I am a grandfather!"

Duan Xiaotian's words made the scar man tremble, and then roared angrily: "You kid is looking for death!"

After speaking, he pinched the black big knife in his hand and slashed directly at Duan Xiaotian's Heavenly Spirit Gai, wanting to cut him in two before relieving his anger.

Seeing the menacing big knife, the corners of Duan Xiaotian's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and then with a wave of his big hand, a golden light flew out of his hand, hitting the big knife in the scar man's hand.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

A metallic voice sounded, and the scar man looked at the big knife that was only half left in his hand, raised his green eyes, gritted his teeth and said gloomily: "You actually dare to destroy my four-grade treasure knife, I want your life." ”

Then he shouted to the people behind him, "Give it to me, and you must capture him alive for me, and I will cut off his flesh piece by piece, and use him to honor my son and my sword." ”

Hearing the words of the scar man, the six of them looked at each other for a moment, nodded, kicked their bodies, and reached out in the direction of Duan Xiaotian at the same time.

Seeing the red, yellow, and blue six different colors of spiritual power flying towards him, Duan Xiaotian moved his muscles and bones, clenched his fists, and smiled at the six people.

Seeing Duan Xiaotian suddenly smile strangely at them, the six of them bulged in their hearts, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were six sounds, no more and no less, and I saw that the six people who were still in high spirits just now were already lying in the place, looking at Duan Xiaotian with a shocked expression.

One of the older men asked in surprise, "Are you from the hermit family?"

Duan Xiaotian didn't pay attention to the man's words, but smiled and asked the scar man who was still stunned, "You just said that your son Zhang Pao was killed by me, do you have any evidence?"

After hearing Duan Xiaotian's words, the scar man quickly came back to his senses and stammered: "It's yesterday, yesterday my son went to the cafeteria to eat, and then he was beaten to death, I called someone to investigate, according to the descriptions of the people present at the time, they all identified it as you." ”

The scar man's words suddenly made the doubts in Duan Xiaotian's heart disappear, and he said in a cold voice: "Hmph, it turns out that you are that person's father, I didn't go to look for you, you actually came to the door first, don't blame me." "You provide the latest, fastest and most complete free novel updates.

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