Chapter 11 The son of the county order, the white-clothed immortal master

Zong Tao's eyes froze, secretly frightened.

He was terrified by the strength and potential displayed by the other party.

However, he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he already has this combat power.

If it was a few years later, wouldn't he be trampled under the feet of the other party.

No, this son must not be kept.

Come to think of this.

Zong Tao's killing intent became even more turbulent.

As a result, Zong Tao fully mobilized the spiritual power of the upper, middle and lower three dantians and gathered them on his hands.

Wielding a hammer in his hand, he smashed it down with all his might.

"Knock !!"

Chen Fan waved his spear in his hand, changed his attack to defense, and stood the spear horizontally on his head, preventing this heavy blow.

With a physique that exceeds two and a half times that of ordinary people, coupled with the near-perfect Second Dantian, he already has the combat power of the Third Dantian.

"You eat me too."

Chen Fan dodged, pulled out the spear, turned around again, and stabbed out with all his might.

Fighting is like this, you come and go, and courtesies are exchanged.

"Come on."

Zong Tao smiled disdainfully, unfazed by Chen Fan's attack.

The giant hammer in his hand smashed down directly.

The path he takes doesn't have so many bells and whistles, and he likes to directly overwhelm people.

The spear and hammer struck again, and more violently than the last time.

At the moment of collision, the shock force made both of their hands numb.

The two of them each took a step back, still equal.

But this time, Zong Tao's face changed, and he said in surprise: "Divine weapon? ”

I saw that the hammer body of an iron hammer in Zong Tao's hand had an extra scar that was five or six inches long and two or three inches deep.

It doesn't look pretty.

It was clear that the wound had been pierced by the opponent's spear.

Able to inflict such deep wounds, this spear should not be mortal iron.

Instead, it belongs to the category of divine weapons.

Chen Fan ignored the other party's surprise.

Instead, he brandished his spear and continued to attack.

The understanding of one in a million makes his spear technique more and more sophisticated.

Compared to the brute force of the Wild Dog Gang leader, it is much stronger.

With the length of the long, the attack on the other short!

"When, when, when!!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing again.

But it's more than before.

This time, it was Chen Fan who firmly had the upper hand, pressing the other party out of breath.

And Zong Tao has the heart to fight back.

But he was afraid that his hammer would be injured by Chen Fan's spear again.

So the fight is cringe, and it is at a disadvantage.

"Second brother, third brother, save me."

Finally, Zong Tao couldn't support it and began to ask for help.

The voice fell, and two men stepped out of the Wild Dog Gang members next to him.

One was armed with a long knife and had a gloomy face, looking like a hound.

One person is armed with a short axe, and there is a lot of scum, and he looks so vigorous.

Both of them were monks of Yidantian, and under Zong Tao's request for help, they immediately joined the battle.

The battle that was already known was a little more confusing.

"Hehe, the leader of the dignified Wild Dog Gang, killed a hairy boy, and even found a helper."

Chen Fan sneered directly.

Zong Tao's face turned red, and he gasped and said:

"What do you know, a small person like us will always be a dog at the feet of the big man, if you don't know how to form a gang, sooner or later you will become a corpse in the stinky gutter."

Chen Fan was silent, speechless.

But instead of letting go of the water, he attacked more ferociously.

The addition of the two Dantian monks did relieve Zong Tao's pressure.

But the effect is small, which is tantamount to a drop in the bucket.

Phew! Phew!

Chen Fan swept over with a spear.

Directly cut off the weapons of the two Yidantian monks, and frightened the other party to evacuate quickly.

Only Chen Fan and the leader of the Wild Dog Gang were left in the field.

It didn't take long.

Chen Fan made a few more cuts on Zong Tao's hammer with his spear.

made the latter extremely distressed.

"If you don't fight, if you don't fight, we will pay!"

Finally.

Under extreme pressure.

Zong Tao confessed.

Hear the words.

Chen Fan put away his spear at this time, and said calmly:

"Remember, it's double compensation."

"Yes! Be! Be! ”

Zong Tao shouted three yes in a row, signaling that he knew.

It didn't take long for someone to send three hundred and forty taels of silver and hand them to Chen Fan.

"Even if you know each other, you will do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Chen Fan took the silver tael, gave a word of advice, and prepared to turn around and leave.

But when Chen Fan turned around.

only to find a young man in white standing at the gate of the Wild Dog Gang station.

The young man in white looked gentle and elegant, with a handsome face, and two long swords on his back, which gave him a sense of being an immortal.

Most importantly.

In Chen Fan's perception, the other party's breath was like an abyss and the sea, unfathomable.

This feels somewhat familiar.

Chen Fan suddenly remembered.

When the immortal master who came to Chenjia Village to test the qualifications of immortal cultivation for everyone, he gave people the same feeling.

Therefore, the other party should be a real immortal.

The strength is at least one layer of cohesion, a real big guy.

"No matter how bad my dog is, it's not something that just one person can teach, are you right?"

The young man in white turned around and looked at Chen Fan with cold eyes, full of coldness.

It's noon, and the sun is blazing.

But Chen Fan felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

He was still too careless.

Second Uncle Chen is right, they are here to buy, not to cause trouble.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Jining County, maybe a few powerful immortals will emerge one day.

No, it has been fulfilled.

"What are you doing, draw a line."

Chen Fan knew that begging for mercy was useless, neither humble nor arrogant.

The young man in white glanced at Chen Fan with interest, but he just thought that Chen Fan was very interesting, so he said:

"You take half of the silver back and you can go, after all, my dog has already learned a lesson."

Hearing this, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

The other party is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Wild Dog Gang, and his strength is high, so easy to let him go?

But since they said it, Chen Fan had no choice but to do it.

Chen Fan put half of the silver tattoo on the ground, and quickly fled from this place with the remaining half.

When passing by the young man in white, Chen Fan faintly heard the other party say:

"My name is Zhou Yan, and I am the son of the county magistrate of Jining County, and I make friends."

Chen Fan was stunned, bowed slightly, and rushed into the street outside and disappeared.

Now, only the Wild Dogs and the White-clad Youths are left.

"Zong Tao, come here, give me a report on the recent movements of the White Lotus Sect."

The young man in white stretched his waist, glanced at the leader of the Wild Dog Gang who was already kneeling on the ground, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Zong Tao did not get up.

Instead, he knelt and moved to the feet of the white-clothed young man, and said respectfully: "Immortal Master Zhou, although the White Lotus Sect has recently settled down on the surface, it is actually plotting a bigger conspiracy, I suspect that they want to subvert the military power of the Assassin History of Jining County, so as to control Jining County and provide the White Lotus Holy Mother with incense faith." ”

"Oh, Our Lady of the White Lotus......"

The young man in white snorted coldly, and his eyes became colder and colder.

The leaders of the Wild Dog Gang at their feet shivered with cold because of this.

"If this White Lotus Sect is not still useful, it will be destroyed sooner or later."

The young man in white looked at the sky and seemed to say to himself, "These gods, damn them!" ”