Zhang Xiaomad glanced at Shen Tong expressionlessly, but did not reply.

In this instant, Gu Yu asked Zhang Xiaofang through his mind, "How to deal with him?"

Zhang Xiaofang did not hesitate and said, "Kill!"

Shen Tong shook his body, a smug and arrogant scorn on his face. At the beginning of the annual examination field of the outer door, he fought with Zhang Xiaoman, and was injured by Zhang Xiaomania in one move, and the resentment in his heart never subsided.

The lost honor, he wants to get it back. He had this confidence, because he felt that the failure was only because he underestimated the enemy, and he had always said the same thing to others.

Zhang Xiaofang raised his eyes, stared at him with a cold gaze, saw him approaching, suddenly moved, and flashed in front of Shen Tong, in Shen Tong's stunned, just when he wanted to use his magic to respond, Zhang Xiaoyan's palm was raised, and the green light between his palms bloomed, and fell suddenly, only to hear a bang, and then slapped on Shen Tong's head.

Shen Tong let out a muffled snort, his eyes widened like dead fish, as if to say, "How is this possible?" but he couldn't say anything after all, and collapsed to the ground.

Such a scene surprised Hu Fangmei, she couldn't even judge his cultivation realm from the time Zhang Xiaofang used his mana, and the battle was already over.

The crowd around them suddenly became silent, and many people originally thought that this would definitely be a fierce and fierce battle, after all, Zhang Xiaoyan was fighting with a disciple of the Deacon Hall, but he never thought that the time of this battle only lasted for a flick of his fingers.

In order to watch this competition well, many people rubbed their eyes in advance, preparing to see the two fighting more clearly, but they didn't expect to see nothing just after rubbing their eyes, and the battle was already over, and they couldn't help but blame themselves with extreme remorse in their hearts: What are you rubbing your eyes blindly!

Xu Wenlang was also stunned, he never thought that a good player like Shen Tong would be killed in an instant in front of Zhang Xiaofang, and because he maintained a disdainful attitude, he didn't see how Shen Tong died at all.

But he knew that although Shen Tong's cultivation was only in the realm of the Three Yang Gathering Peaks, which was the same as Wan Jiu's cultivation, he could fight each other, but Shen Tong was much stronger than Wan Jiu, after all, Shen Tong had been systematically cultivated in the inner gate.

Even if you have the same cultivation realm and master the same spells, you will definitely be vulnerable if you have not undergone systematic training in law fighting. For example, if Wan Jiu fights with Shen Tong, he must not use three moves, and Wan Jiu will definitely fall to the ground.

Wan Jiu also knew this very well, but he didn't expect that when Shen Tong faced Zhang Xiaofang, he would die before he could blink.

Xu Wenlang suddenly heard the sound of his own heartbeat, he had never felt like this since he was promoted to the chief disciple of the Deacon Hall, but now he had an inexplicable uneasiness, panic and suddenly lost his previous confidence.

"He's only been in the business for less than four years...... How could it be ......"

Xu Wenlang muttered inadvertently, although his voice was very low, Hu Fangmei still heard it. So he approached Xu Wenlang and said, "Senior Brother Xu, this little madman is actually a traitor who infiltrated my Wuxuanzong from other sects, which is why he is such an evil sect, and many of us have suffered his losses!"

Xu Wenlang's face sank, and he said indifferently: "Senior Sister Hu, don't talk in front of the Mingren, didn't you sneak in from another faction? Why didn't I see how powerful you are?"

Hu Fangmei's face suddenly became ugly, she lowered her head slightly, soothed the anger in her eyes, and then smiled again, and said to Xu Wenlang: "Senior brother, don't say that, the master sent you here, but it wasn't ...... to help me."

Before she finished her words, Xu Wenlang said: "The master only said to let me take a look, the magic weapon was lost by you, you go and find a way to retrieve it, I can't help you completely look at my mood, but if you want to use me, I'm afraid you will overestimate yourself!"

"You ......" Hu Fangmei finally couldn't help but be full of anger, and just as she was about to explode, a voice in her heart suddenly sounded: "It's an extraordinary time, don't come nonsense, the two elders of Yuntang and Yaotang are staring at me, once you lose a big one, I can't protect you!"

This is what the elder deacon of the Fatang said to her, Hu Fangmei suddenly remembered, and only then did she suppress her anger towards Xu Wenlang, but she couldn't help but arouse her hatred for Cui Qi.

Her brows slowly tightened, and she cursed secretly: "You old bastard!"

Then, after taking a deep breath, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at Zhang Xiaofang: "Zhang Xiaofang, quickly hand over the 'Spirit Sword Dingkun Box'!

Zhang Xiaofang didn't seem to hear what she said, raised his eyes to look at Wan Jiu, and said in a voice squeezed out between his teeth: "Wan Jiu, come over quickly and die, if you hesitate again, I will make your death even more embarrassing!"

Wan Jiu is at the end of his rope, those senior brothers who once established Kaiyang Gambling House with him have all died at the hands of Zhang Xiaomad, and even his wife Qin Zi has just died under Zhang Xiaomad's mana, and the person he is afraid of is Hu Fangmei, a senior disciple of the Deacon Hall, but judging from the current situation, it seems that Hu Fangmei also has nothing to do with Zhang Xiaomad.

In this situation, Zhang Xiaofang shouted at him, and he was suddenly so frightened that he got behind Xu Wenlang, and the once flamboyant and domineering majesty was completely gone, which made everyone on the scene sigh for a while.

Hu Fangmei hated Zhang Xiaomad because of Zhang Xiaofang's ignorance, she glared at Zhang Xiaofang angrily, and shouted again: "Zhang Xiaomad, let me ask you one last time, whether you will hand over the 'Spirit Sword Dingkun Box'!"

Zhang Xiaofang's face suddenly showed that unique smile, he had already controlled his body again, and Gu Yu was ready to take advantage of the opportunity to grab Wan Jiu over.

"Hu Fangmei, don't worry, I'll settle your account with you soon!"

In Zhang Xiaofang's laughter, his body suddenly burst out with a cold true qi. He doesn't like the trick of spreading his true qi, but he doesn't hesitate to do it when he needs to cover it up.

Xu Wenlang and Hu Fangmei were attracted by Zhang Xiaofang's true qi at the same time, and they also clearly felt Zhang Xiaofang's cultivation realm, which was the cultivation realm of the Sanyang Gathering Top Melting Realm, once the true qi was dispersed, no one could hide their cultivation realm.

But a person who only cultivated in the realm of Sanyang Gathering Top Fusion Collar, how could he just kill Shen Tong, who had cultivated to a level higher than him, on the spot in just one move?

They were wondering as they were swaying in the breath of Zhang Xiaofang's true anger, when they suddenly heard a voice exclaiming: "Save me ......"

Wan Jiu was exclaiming, but when he just shouted out the two words, he was trampled under Zhang Xiaofang's feet for some reason......

(End of chapter)