"Whew!"

Like a meteor passing through the sky, the bricks suddenly pierced the air, carrying indestructible power, and smashed into Sima Wuji with lightning speed and stealing the bell.

Since you have already made a move, it is your life and death, so Zhang Fan has no mercy at all, let alone mercy for his subordinates.

You must know that today's Zhang Fan, whose cultivation strength, has already advanced to the fourth layer of the Foundation Building Realm in just half a month.

Although compared with Sima Wuji, the gap between the two is still as wide as an abyss, but it should not be underestimated.

Coupled with the power of the bricks themselves, it is even more incomparable.

But those who underestimate it will pay a terrible price for it.

On the other side, Sima Wuji was immersed in the pain of memory confusion, and he didn't even notice the attack for a while.

"If you go down this brick, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured!"

Zhang Fan thought so in his heart.

However, before his mind turned, at this moment, a loud "bang" was heard, and the brick had already smashed into Sima Wuji's head.

For a moment, the bricks seemed to have smashed on a bronze bell, and some sparks suddenly burst out.

"Ka!"

The bricks snapped and fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Sima Wuji's head turned out to be ...... Unscathed?!

This scene, while shocking Zhang Fan, was so shocked that he almost urinated.

Damn, what kind of evil is this old man?

This brain is too winning, right?

Is it made of iron?

With a slight movement of his mind, Zhang Fan immediately recalled the bricks.

Looking at the brick in his hand that was broken in half, Zhang Fan was heartbroken, and he felt like he had bought a fake.

"System God, aren't you going to come out and explain?"

Is this the magic weapon produced by you, the god of the system?

Said that a good system must be a high-quality product?

System god, you are an unscrupulous profiteer, what a shame on the system world!

Zhang Fan is full of black lines.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no response from the system.

Just when Zhang Fan wanted to scold in his heart, the prompt sound of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host 'Zhang Fan' for winning the title of 'Broken Peace' and rewarding a bottle of Indian divine oil. ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he immediately sneered in his heart.

Dare to be silent for so long, are you pondering crisis public relations?

A bottle of Indian oil wants to gag my mouth, is my mouth so worthless?

"Mr. Host, don't be impatient. The system suddenly said, "This system comes with a magic weapon repair function, just put it back in the treasure chest, and it can be automatically repaired." ”

"There's a fart for automatic repair, and it's not still broken and safe in the future!"

Zhang Fan was a little angry.

Again, there is no fragile magic weapon in the world, only a host of weak chickens. ”

The system said lightly.

"So, it's all my fault, isn't it?"

Zhang Fan laughed angrily.

"Mr. Host, please rest assured, as the level increases, the bricks will also be upgraded, and more powerful functions will be opened one after another. ”

The system says.

Zhang Fan's face was a little pale.

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a gaze as sharp as a blade, shooting towards him.

"Oops!"

Zhang Fan's heart sank slightly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

thought that it would be a killing blow, but who knew that the other party was unscathed, Zhang Fan suddenly panicked.

In this way, Sima Wuji was completely angered.

"To run or not to run?"

Zhang Fan's mind was racing and hesitating.

But seeing Sima Wuji slowly raised his head and stared at Zhang Fan fiercely, there was a glint of resentment in his eyes.

"Boy, you dare to sneak attack the old man!"

Sima Wuji said coldly.

The blow just now, although it didn't cause him much damage, it also hit his head with a buzzing sound.

However, the severe headache has been reduced a lot because of this.

Seeing that Sima Wuji was furious, he wanted to have a seizure, Zhang Fan pretended to be full of anger, looking left and right, "Who? Who is the sneak attack on Old Man Sima? Stand up and be beaten!"

Pretending to be stupid is his strength, even if the people who witnessed him do it with their own eyes, they couldn't help but have doubts when they saw him like this.

Long Zhan and Wang Jingze glanced at each other, it seemed that it was the second son's hand just now, right? Could it be that my hallucination was wrong?

Glancing at Zhang Fan, Sima Wuji raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it your kid who attacked the old man?"

"Old Man Sima, do you always look at me like the kind of person who sneaks up on me?"

Zhang Fan said with a sincere face.

Staring directly into Zhang Fan's eyes, Sima Wuji seemed to want to find a flaw in it.

However, Zhang Fan knows that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and they are also the place where the most exquisite acting skills are studied, so in his previous life, he often looked in the mirror and practiced his eyes, and he had already reached the realm of doing whatever he wanted.

But seeing that his clear eyes revealed the innocence when he was wronged, and at the same time revealed the sincerity of a clear conscience, coupled with the handsome face that was harmless to humans and animals, he became more honest and reliable.

After looking Zhang Fan up and down, Sima Wuji was silent for a moment, and said in his heart that this kid really didn't look like the kind of despicable villain who would make a sneak attack.

"Let's not mention this matter for the time being!" Sima Wuji waved his hand, his face gloomy, "However, you dare to deceive the old man!"

"When did I cheat on you?"

Zhang Fan asked knowingly.

"The old man's son is not called Sima Ruworm at all!"

Sima Wuji said.

"It's not called Sima Ruworm, so what's it called?"

Zhang Fan asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Sima Wuji was stunned again.

Seeing the incomparably determined and sincere look on Zhang Fan's face, Sima Wuji fell into thought again.

Could it be that my son's name is really Sima Ruworm?

No way!

Even if the old man is no longer educated, it is impossible to give my son such a name!

Since my son is not called Sima Ruworm, what should he be called?

It seems to be called Sima Ruworm......

No, my son is not Sima Ruworm......

Thinking about it, Sima Wuji's memory was chaotic again, and his head began to ache violently again, eager to split it with an axe.

"Ahh

Sima Wuji held his head, suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled, howling in pain.

At this moment, he glanced at Zhang Fan out of the corner of his eye, and saw him looking at him with a smile, Sima Wuji seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and his heart suddenly brightened like a mirror.

"Yes, this kid is really deliberately deceiving the old man!"

A fierce and vicious murderous aura suddenly appeared in his pupils, coupled with a splitting headache, he couldn't think about it at all, and Sima Wuji couldn't control the volcanic anger in his heart for a while.

"Boy, the old man is going to kill you!"

Sima Wuji suddenly drank violently.

With that, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body rushed out, Sima Wuji swung his fist, carrying a fierce Yuan Qi power, and slammed towards Zhang Fan's chest.

Seeing Sima Wuji's rapid coming, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression, Zhang Fan only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and he knew that he couldn't be tough head-on, so he immediately dodged and dodged.

Fortunately, when he was at full speed, even if he was as strong as Sima Wuji, he couldn't capture his figure.

However, Sima Wuji had no intention of paying attention to Zhang Fan's traces at all, let alone stopping, but directly waved his palm at those guards.

"Bang!"

Wherever the palm wind went, the strength surged, and then a scream was heard throughout the room.

The body of one of the guards flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and his back slammed into the incomparably hard copper wall, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Li Han!"

Seeing this, Long Zhan's face changed drastically, and he wanted to rush forward and help the injured guard.

Who knows, before he could move, a fierce Yuan Qi like a frenzy suddenly surged, and Long Zhan hurriedly ran Xuan Gong, his palms were round into a shield, and he gritted his teeth to resist.

How could he be that he was just a Qi Refining Realm cultivator, and in front of a Yuan Infant powerhouse like Sima Wuji, he was as insignificant as an ant and vulnerable.

With a bang, Long Zhan's body flew upside down in an instant, slamming into the wall, and blood was also spraying wildly.

For a moment, the room was in turmoil, and all the guards looked frightened.

Sima Wuji looked around, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, no matter how fast you are, what's the use, you can only watch your subordinates being slaughtered by the old man one by one!"

As he spoke, he wanted to wave his hands again.

With the cultivation strength of these guards, no one can resist Sima Wuji's one-and-a-half moves.

"Wait!"

Zhang Fan suddenly shouted.

The words did not fall, but I saw Zhang Fan walking out of the corner with an expressionless face and looking at Sima Wuji calmly.

"Boy, you can't fight the old man!" Sima Wuji glanced back at Zhang Fan, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Stand where you are and wait for death!"

Long Zhan shook his body, stood up with difficulty, and said loudly: "Second son, leave us alone, you run away!"

He took Sima Wuji's palm, and although he was seriously injured, fortunately he quickly ate a pill, coupled with the exercise physique, he would not die.

Who knows, Zhang Fan didn't seem to hear it, but instead paced towards Sima Wuji.

"Old man Sima, I can kill me, but I have to make it clear first, whose hands did I die in?"

Zhang Fan asked solemnly.