Dad, you're back, what about the elder?" Seeing Zhou Luo, Zhou Lan hurriedly asked.

Zhou Luo frowned, but instead looked around the courtyard and asked, "What about Zhou Han?"

"I went to the entrance of the village to fight with them, those guys scolded more and more excessively, and Zhou Han ......"

"Let's go, let's go see. Zhou Luo nodded lightly, took Zhou Lan out of the courtyard, and walked in the direction of the entrance of the village.

In this matter, the meaning of the patriarch is obvious, that is, he turns a blind eye, firstly, the low-level disciples of this family really lack lessons, and secondly, Zhou Han, the patriarch of this family is also very dissatisfied, after all, no disciple in the hall dares to do anything to the disciples of this family, but Zhou Han is an exception, and the gun shoots the first bird.

The elder felt that both sides needed to teach a lesson, so he didn't plan to ask about it.

At the entrance of the village, on the edge of the small river, Zhou Han faced a crowd of dozens of people, standing neither humble nor arrogant, and his face was gloomy.

"Zhou Han, as a disciple of the hall, you beat up our own disciple, there must be an explanation for this matter today!" The young man with a tall figure at the head of Zhou Han shouted sharply.

"No problem, what do you want?" Zhou said coldly.

Hearing this, the corner of the young man's mouth hooked up a hint of a smile, and he said with his thumb down: "Simple, kneel down and admit your mistakes, and we will all forgive you." ”

"Dream on. Zhou Leng snorted, pointed at these people in front of him and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go together, see if I don't beat you all over the ground to find teeth." ”

When the young man heard this, he was also furious, and shouted: "Arrogance! The disciples of the hall are so arrogant, how can they cultivate to be strong, brothers, go up together, and teach this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth a good lesson!"

Suddenly, shouts of killing rang out, and more than 30 people rushed towards Zhou Han together.

Staring at them seriously, the purple true qi on his body floated out, accompanied by a purple arc current, his right leg kicked the ground, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Zhou Han, who was submerged in the crowd, was like a lone wolf, acting very quickly, with a punch and a kick, he could beat the next person, and here in Xiaohekou, a beautiful scenery appeared, and he fought against more than 30 disciples of his own family, this scene has not appeared since the establishment of the Zhou family.

When Zhou Lan saw this, he wanted to go up to help Zhou Han, but was stopped by Zhou Luo.

"I don't need to help him, with his strength, it's enough to deal with these dozens of people. Zhou Luo whispered, and the two stood at the entrance of the village and watched the battle quietly.

Zhou Han rushed into the crowd, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, no one, no matter what kind of cultivation, could not withstand Zhou Han's punch, and the screams came and went.

Of course, Zhou Han only taught them a lesson, and did not make a ruthless move, otherwise under one blow, these guys would definitely die.

The gap in cultivation allowed Zhou Han to occupy a natural advantage, his moves, one move, one action, these dozens of people could not see clearly, although there was a huge advantage in numbers, but in the face of the fierce Zhou Han, this kind of crowd tactics seemed pale and powerless.

After about half a pillar of incense, Zhou Han finally kicked one person to the ground, and these thirty or so people were already lying on the ground screaming bitterly, there were so many people, but none of them could touch Zhou Han, at this moment, Zhou Han was like a god of war, swept over the people who fell to the ground around him, and said loudly: "My disciple of the hall? Aren't you from the bottom of your family? Although you are from your own family, compared with those high-ranking and powerful disciples, what are you counting?"

"Zhou Han!" The young man led by him looked unwilling, and reluctantly looked up at him, clenching his teeth.

"There's no need for this unwilling look. Zhou Han strode up to him and stepped on his chest, and the young man in pain snorted again.

Looking down at him, the young man was still resentful, Zhou Leng smiled and said: "The face and dignity you want to get back don't exist at all, only when you are really strong, you can have dignity and face, but you only think that I am a strong cultivator, right? Hmph! I, Zhou Han, started as a slave in the Heavenly Sword Hall, and have been promoted all the way to this, do you think I don't have the ability to do it?"

When the words fell, Zhou Han's divine thoughts spread out overwhelmingly, enveloping everyone, they were all in pain, feeling the huge divine thoughts, and they couldn't even move a bit, which made it clear that the gap between them and Zhou Han was not easy.

"You can disagree today, and you can disagree tomorrow, but if I hear such and such gossip from your mouth again, I will see you beat you once!"

After saying this, Zhou Han threw up his sleeves and left, Zhou Luo was very satisfied, and took Zhou Lan back to his residence.

Zhou Han, with the strength of one person, defeated the thirty disciples of his family, and this matter spread all over the streets and alleys of his family that night, and became a topic of conversation in his family.

Some people are surprised, some people are disdainful.

At this moment, in the gazebo of a courtyard, groups of young people are sitting here, eating, drinking and chatting, so happy.

In the crowd, there was a young man sitting upright, it was the young hall master of the Demon Sword Hall, Zhou Xian.

Now, he is already a disciple of his own family, and he has a high status under the Great Elder.

"Zhou Han, I seem to have heard this name somewhere. Zhou Xian shook the folding fan in his hand and thought carefully.

Suddenly, he remembered, isn't Zhou Han the little guy who passed the message with him and Zhou Lan? A minion, now he actually came to participate in the four halls of martial arts, what are you kidding, since the last time I saw him, it has only been more than two months, from a few layers of cultivation in the flesh, to a master of the Qi Gathering Realm?

"Hehe, this cousin who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, he doesn't know how to forbear, it's really arrogant, and he will have a hard time in the future. ”

"Yes, it's just the first day I've been here, and I haven't started the four halls of martial arts, so it's so eye-catching, whether this head was caught by the door or kicked by a donkey, haha. ”

Zhou Xian listened to the voices of his companions around him, and couldn't help frowning, he knew very well that a minion was promoted to this level in just two months, it was definitely not as simple as it seemed, underestimating Zhou Han was going to overturn a big boat in the gutter.

"By the way, we are all newcomers who have passed the assessment, and we are only four martial arts, do we have the right to challenge some outstanding disciples of the hall?"

"You said the opposite, he is an excellent disciple of the hall, and he has the right to challenge us, you say so, I have an idea, we can provoke Zhou Han, he doesn't know how to forbear, and then he will naturally be impulsive and challenge us, we can teach him a lesson at that time, embarrass him, and let him know that what he defeated is just a bunch of waste, haha......"