Shuangjing Mountain has become the headquarters of Fanwumen.

On the rock wall of the main peak, the three words of "Fanwumen" of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance are engraved.

These three words are so huge that they can be seen clearly from miles away.

This is the ink treasure that Tang Fan asked for from Boss Zhao, and the pen is vigorous and powerful.

The manor is lit up to present a grand festive atmosphere.

Mo Yan looked around and said, "What a style! ”

Tang Fan smiled: "It seems that this money has not been spent in vain!" ”

"In the future, if you have a foothold, you will be the real No. 1 in Jiangbei!"

Mo Yan smiled and hugged Tang Fan's arm.

"Then you are the first lady in Jiangbei!"

Tang Fan reached out and touched her smooth jade-like face.

"I hate it, someone is watching!"

Mo Yan looked shy, and pursed her red lips in disgust.

Behind her, Ye Mei looked at the two of them with complicated eyes, and her heart was sour.

Tang Fan first led his subordinates to change into the uniform clothes of the elders of the Fanwu Sect, and they were all energetic and extraordinary.

The guests arrived one after another, and Tang Fan and Lu Dawei came outside to greet them.

There are many acquaintances, whether they are former opponents or current vassals, Tang Fan treats each other with courtesy and takes care of them very thoroughly.

The eight major families in Jiangbei, except for the Ye family, all sent people over.

Because of Tang Heng's relationship, the Ye family needs to avoid suspicion.

Ye Mei stood behind Tang Fan and said, "Tang Fan, I can represent the Jiangbei Ye family. ”

"Good."

Tang Fan nodded, he knew that Ye Mei would have to return to the Ye family sooner or later.

Lu Dawei secretly pulled Tang Fan and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't Lord Tang, the Shi family, and the Dragon Emperor and others come?" ”

Tang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, when it's time to appear, they will naturally appear." ”

At 10 a.m., the celebration began.

When the host announced the establishment of Fanwumen and was about to fire a salute, a voice came from afar.

"David Lu, you are a traitor to the Eight Extremes Sect, are you also worthy of establishing a sect?"

A bald old man turned into a long rainbow and flew to the front of the stage.

"It's Zhou Zong, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Eight Extremes Gate Headquarters!"

"It's fun now!"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and everyone knew the relationship between David Lu and the Baji Gate.

Lu Dawei jumped in front of him, looked at Zhou Zong and bowed deeply, and said, "I've seen Elder Zhou." ”

Zhou Zongdao: "David Lu, Jiangbei Hall is destroyed, you don't want to repent, but you want to establish a new sect, what is your intention?" ”

"Elder Zhou, I, David Lu, am not a traitor to the Eight Extremes Sect, and the establishment of the Fanwu Sect is just a change of life and a new life!"

"What a freshman, today, I'll clean up the portal!"

Zhou Zong raised his hand and was about to attack.

"How much did Tang Heng give you?"

Tang Fan flew out, blocked in front of Zhou Zong, and asked lightly.

Zhou Zong said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Lu Dawei introduced: "This is the chief of my Fan Martial Sect Elder Hall, Tang Fan!" ”

"Haha......"

Zhou Zong laughed loudly and sighed: "A milky doll that has not dried up, he also deserves it!" ”

"Less nonsense, are you so willing to be a dog for Tang Heng?"

Tang Fan's words were ruthless, and he didn't care what his identity was.

"Tang Fan, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

Zhou Zong did accept Tang Heng's benefits, otherwise he would not have bothered to bother with this matter.

He clenched his fists and hit it, and went straight to Tang Fan's front door.

"I'm going to use you to sacrifice the banner of the Mortal Martial Sect today!"

Tang Fan didn't dodge and bumped into his iron fist.

"I can't help myself!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhou Zong's eyes, but when his fist hit Tang Fan, his expression changed greatly.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and his fist seemed to hit the stone.

With a "click", Zhou Zong's wrist was shattered, and the whole person flew out upside down in an instant and slammed into the ground.

"Oh my God!"

There was an uproar, no one could have imagined that Tang Fan didn't need to make a move, he shattered Zhou Zong's wrist with just the power of his body.

"Tang Fan, you dare to hurt me!"

Zhou Zong grinned in pain, but before he could get up, Tang Fan followed him like a shadow, and he had already pounced in front of him, raising his foot and stepping on his chest.

Zhou Zong didn't care about face, rolled on the spot, and finally avoided Tang Fan's kick.

But Tang Fan's speed was too fast, and his reaction had already been expected, and his body chased after him again, reached out and pinched his shoulder, and threw it upwards with force.

"Ahh

Zhou Zong's body flew into the sky like a kite.

Tang Fan stepped on his legs, chased after him again, and raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach.

Zhou Zong let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground again, spurting blood.

"My Fan Wumen is established, if you don't give gifts, forget it, you shouldn't come to find trouble!"

Tang Fan pinched his neck and pulled him up from the ground.

At this moment, Zhou Zong had multiple fractures all over his body, and his eyes were spewing fire angrily.

"Run me here to spread wild, you are also worthy!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

Fanwu Sect is an ancient martial arts sect, and Tang Fan did not use any magic spells.

He wants to rely on the strength of his body to prove the strength of the existence of the Martial Sect!

"Tang Fan, the Eight Extremes Gate will definitely take revenge on you!"

Zhou Zong's face was beaten open, and he was so frightened that he had to move out of the Baji Gate.

"If the Baji Gate doesn't come, I will also settle the account!"

Tang Fan's backhand was pumped again, and the other side of his face also exploded, which was extremely miserable.

"Bold!"

"Stop!"

There was a roar in the distance, and more than a dozen Changhong flew in.

They exuded their cultivation, and the killing machine was pervasive, and a coercion enveloped the Quartet.

Tang Fan's gaze swept over everyone, like throwing garbage, throwing Zhou Zong aside.

On the opposite side is an old man at the peak of the Martial King's realm, with white hair and white beard, not angry and arrogant.

"Oh my God, Elder Zheng Yuanlong of the Ancient Martial Arts Association is here, there's a good show to watch!"

In the crowd, someone recognized the identity of the old man.

Guwu Association, has it finally appeared?

Tang Fan looked at them playfully and did not speak.

Zheng Yuanlong shook his sleeves and spread the word in all directions: "Without the permission of my Ancient Martial Arts Association, all martial arts sects have no right to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Lu Dawei said: "Elder Zheng, this is my Jiangbei business, and it has nothing to do with the Guwu Association, I advise you not to be provoked." ”

"Jokes, as long as everything related to martial arts is under the jurisdiction of my Ancient Martial Arts Association! I said that if you don't let you be established, you can't be established! ”

"How many chicken feathers you have!"

Tang Fan glared at him and scolded angrily.

"Tang Fan, do you dare to challenge the Ancient Martial Arts Association?"

Zheng Yuanlong pursed his lips, clearly not putting Tang Fan in his eyes.

Tang Fan looked disdainful and said, "You were also sent by Tang Heng?" Looks like he's given you a lot of good, right? ”

"This is a matter of my Ancient Martial Arts Association, and it has nothing to do with Tang Heng Gongzi!"

"It's just a dog, what qualifications do you have to play in front of me?"

"Bold, the elder of my Ancient Martial Arts Association, how can you insult me!"

More than a dozen strong men behind Zheng Yuanlong stepped forward one after another, surrounding Tang Fan and Lu Dawei.

"What are you?"

"I'm from the Talon Gate!"

"I'm the Divine Fist!"

"I am ......"

These people are all elders of various sects on the rivers and lakes.

These sects were all members of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, and they were moved by the generous gifts given by Tang Heng, and deliberately came to smash Tang Fan's field.

"Are you enemies of me on behalf of the Ancient Martial Arts Association?"

Tang Fan looked at Zheng Yuanlong and asked coldly.

Zheng Yuanlong said: "Does that matter? ”

"Of course it's important, if you represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association, I will go and destroy the Ancient Martial Arts Association! If you only represent yourself, then I can kill you! ”

"The old man is an elder of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, so he can naturally represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association!"

Zheng Yuanlong was not stupid, and immediately threw out of the background.

"Zheng Yuanlong, when will he be able to represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association, how old are you!"

An angry curse came out, and a tall and mighty figure flew in front of Zheng Yuanlong like a cannonball.