Brush~ Haotian came to the Jinshi Hall, and glanced at the guards from the corner of his eyes, his face darkened, and the powerful aura and pressure on his body were quietly released. Wherever he went, the guards of the Jinshi Castle retreated and consciously gave up a way.

Swipe~ Haotian just entered the Golden Stone Hall, and Zhang Fan and others arrived at the back. The escort captain led by "you" glanced at Zhang Fan in fear. "Well? It's you again! Why, wasn't the lesson I taught last time enough?"

He snorted coldly, and then led the junior brothers behind him into the Golden Stone Hall. "Captain, why didn't you stop them just now?" A minion soldier frowned and asked. "Stop them? What should I stop them? Do I use my life? Hum~" He snorted lightly, then shook his arms and headed straight to the gate of the Golden Stone Hall.

"Brother Haotian~" Zhang Fan's voice came from behind, and Haotian immediately turned around. "Senior Brother Zhang, you are here too." "That's, the team's side mission, how can our team leader fight alone?" Man Hu teased and smiled.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Brother Man Hu, you would do this!" Haotian sneered and shook his head at Man Hu. "Hehe~ As the saying goes, 'The one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to Mo is black'. If there is any captain, then there will naturally be any team member. Brother Man Hu can get to know so quickly, I think the leader of the team is a great contribution!" The hunch on the side also said with a wicked smile.

"Hmph~ You guys, don't squeeze me in words anymore." Haotian smiled awkwardly, but Zhang Fan, who had always been serious, became unreasonable at this moment. "Hahaha, Brother Haotian, you are really, what they both said are heartfelt words!"

Haotian was speechless. "Okay, okay, it's our priority. It's important to complete the task first. Let's talk about the others later." "I'll follow the instructions of the leader!"

"Oh~ Not bad!" A thin figure appeared in a burst of crisp applause. It was a young man wrapped in animal skin. He walked slowly, first glanced at the disciples of Zhenbao Pavilion with quite disdain, and then his eyes stayed on Zhang Fan for a few seconds. His brows frowned slightly, and his lips were squirming as if he was about to speak, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

Finally, he stared at Haotian with a little uneasy expression, and he had not taken his attention away for a long time. "What, is there any flowers on my face?" Haotian woke him up with one sentence. Seeing Haotian's hippie and smiling face, the boy's face suddenly eased a little.

"It's really good. Let you drag such unfamiliar guys forward. The methods of Zhenbao Pavilion are really clever!" As soon as the boy finished speaking, Manhu behind Zhang Fan was dissatisfied, and took a big step and came directly to the boy.

"Hmph~ Little guy, who do you think is not a weather?" Manhu stared at the boss with his eyes wide open, grabbed the boy's collar with both hands and picked him up very easily. The boy's expression remained unchanged, but he glanced at Zhang Fan lightly, and then hummed with contempt. "Zhang Fan, the number one master among the younger generation of disciples of Zhenbao Pavilion. At his thirty years old, his cultivation has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of Dongxuan. Tsk, it's really amazing!"

"Nonsense! Senior Brother Zhang is the first disciple under the seat of the elder in the outer hall of my Zhenbao Pavilion. Of course he is amazing and beautiful!"

"Haha~" the young man glanced at Manhu with contempt, then sneered. "The Chang brothers among the disciples of Suwen Zhenbao Pavilion are cultivation geniuses that have never been seen in a thousand years, but there seems to be no news suddenly over the years."

"Who are you? You actually know my two senior brothers!" Zhang Fan was surprised and felt more and more that the boy in front of him was not simple. "Haha~" The boy smiled disdainfully, and seemed unwilling to answer Zhang Fan's question.

"You boy, my senior brother Zhang asked you, are you deaf?" Manhu's big hands holding the boy's collar tightly, and he couldn't help but add a little more force. "Mang Daman, I advise you to let me go now, so as to save me from being in a bad mood for a while. You don't know how you died!" The boy stuck out his tongue at Manhu, and a cold flashed across his tender face.

"Hmph~ You little brat, you dare to threaten me. I think you are seeking death!" Man Hu was embarrassed and angry, and immediately raised the boy over his head, gathering all his strength and then threw him down.

"Oh~ It's rare to show mercy, but some people insist on committing suicide." The young man actually sighed in an old age. "No! What a strong soul power! Be careful!" Zhang Fan and Haotian were both shocked, but everything happened in the flash.

Accompanied by the boy's sigh, Manhu's body stopped moving, his hands were high above his head, and his whole body seemed to have become petrified in an instant. Dong~ The boy pointed to the ground with a kick, glaring at Manhu with a cold look, and the latter raised his head and fell to the ground.

"Junior Brother Manhu!" Zhang Fan took a step forward and instantly caught Manhu. "Junior Brother! Junior Brother~" The soul mark of Manhu, who was bleeding from the seven holes in his arms, had dissipated. "Ah! Who are you?" The angry Zhang Fan glared at the young man fiercely, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Why do you want to kill my junior brother?" Zhang Fan continued to yell. "Haha, why? This young master has always killed people if he wants to kill people. When did he think about why? Just like the Chang brothers at the time, I didn't kill people if he wants to kill them. When did he be asked about the reason?"

"What! Are the two senior brothers dead in your hands? Take this seriously?" Zhang Fan frowned and continued to ask. "So what? Anyway, you are destined to be buried here today, so I am not afraid of leaking the news!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I dare to assassinate my two senior brothers, it's really unforgivable!" Zhang Fan's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand flashed, ready to take action at any time. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Haha~ If Chang Yu knew that one day after his death, he would use his natal spiritual weapon from that year to send you fellow junior brothers to the Huangquan, what would he think?" The young man smiled a little, and with one hand, a small sword appeared in his palm.

"It's the black gold sword cone, junior brothers, be careful!" Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, the black gold sword shot out from the young man's palm, and countless golden black sword cones immediately attacked Haotian and others.

"Hmph~ The Yuanli Blade is just a few tricks." Haotian snorted coldly, stepped out, and the Dragon Fairy Sword on his back was instantly unsheathed. He waved his hand and slashed it, sizzling it, and it was frozen thousands of miles away, directly frozen all the sword cones in the air.
Chapter completed!