Perhaps because of the elders, Huang Wan'er unexpectedly remained silent in the face of Xia Fan's teasing.

"I heard that you are so kind and loving, so why do you need to have some experience with the younger generation?"

The middle-aged man dressed in a Confucian scholar said in a indifferent tone.

"Do you know how to tease cats?" Xia Fan chuckled. "It's the kind of small cat that is several months old. When you tease it, it always likes to bite your fingers with its unthreatening breast teeth. The more the little cat looks extremely fierce, the more you want to tease it."

"Your Excellency is a bit too much."

The middle-aged man immediately lowered his face and said.

“It’s really no sense of humor.”

Xia Fan couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"In Wei Pingzhang of Xiatianshu Pavilion, I believe you should already know what you are here to come."

The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to talk to Xia Fan too much, so he went straight to the point.

"Sorry, you are a step late, because I had handed over the Sky-Threat Decision to the people in Zhaixing Tower not long ago."

Xia Fan shrugged and expressed regret.

“…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him seemed to have frozen. Wei Pingzhang stared at Xia Fan with cold eyes and said word by word.

"Your Excellency, can you tell that the Thieves of Heaven are stolen by our sects?"

"I know, the little girl around you has told me before." Xia Fan said disrespectfully.

"In that case, why should you hand it over to others without authorization, rather than return the object to the original owner?"

A cold light flashed in Wei Pingzhang's eyes, and the momentum of his whole body gradually changed.

"From a moral and reasonable point of view, I did handle this matter improperly." Xia Fan admitted generously. "But I have a question to ask you, is the Thunder Heaven Jue really yours?"

"What does it mean? Are you questioning us?" Wei Pingzhang said coldly.

"I heard that the Thunder Heaven Prison is an ancient strange thing. Since its birth, it has been circulating in the hands of countless people. Even every time it appears, it will cause a bloody storm in the world..." Xia Fan said slowly. "So, does this mean that the Thunder Heaven Prison has always been a masterless thing?"

"Don't make a fuss about me. The Thieves of Heaven have been in our sect for more than 500 years, so naturally they have been our sect's belongings." Wei Pingzhang said disdainfully.

"The destiny of heaven is constant, and only those who are virtuous live there." Xia Fan said leisurely. "According to your opinion, as long as I take a masterless thing as my own for a long time, can this masterless thing become my thing?"

"Do you don't want to admit the account?" Wei Pingzhang snorted coldly.

"I just want to relieve my guilt and just debate with you. I have thought about the topic, and it is called "Whether who gets the master of the master""

Xia Fan said in a daze.

"Qingtong, Wan'er, you guys will retreat aside for the time being."

But Wei Pingzhang ignored Xia Fan and gave a light command.

Zhao Qingtong and Huang Wan'er next to them immediately looked at each other and retreated quickly without hesitation.

"Xiaofei, you can stay away, the farther you want, the better."

Xia Fan gradually restrained his lazy attitude and also told Shi Xiaofei to stay away from him.

"Senior, there will be no problem?"

Before leaving, Shi Xiaofei couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Don't worry, he can't hurt me."

Xia Fan waved his hand calmly.

"Shadowless!"

As a master, Wei Pingzhang could bear it.

He no longer controlled the murderous intent that rolled in his body, and a horrifying aura burst out from his whole body. The corners of his clothes and hair were automatically windless, and the surrounding plants and trees instantly turned into debris everywhere.

"It's fancy, and it's like a Saiyan."

Compared with the domineering Wei Pingzhang, Xia Fan seemed ordinary, completely like an ordinary person who knows martial arts.

"Please take the call! I hope you can remember! Not everyone in Tianshu Pavilion can offend!"

After saying that, Wei Pingzhang's feet moved, and it was like a shell that had been released from the barrel and hit Xia Fan in an instant.

Xia Fan stretched out a fist.

It happened to face a punch from Wei Pingzhang.

Two punches hit each other.

The vegetation and trees within a radius of ten feet made the shock waves that burst out between them flattened the ground.

The picture is frozen at this moment.

But the next moment—

Wei Pingzhang's figure flew out. When he landed steadily, the arm that was facing Xia Fan trembled easily without any sense of fist.

"Is this the strength of the Grandmaster realm? It doesn't seem to be very good."

Xia Fan shook his fist and looked at Wei Pingzhang in the distance thoughtfully.

This is the first time he has met the master who is respected by everyone in the world since he came to this world.

He knew he was strong, but he never knew how strong he was.

in short.

He didn't know how the realm of warriors in this world was specifically divided, and what realm he was in.

Because his golden fingers do not have the function of showing realm.

Most of the time, he just needs to confirm his eyes and determine whether the other person is the one he can mess with.

Is Wei Ping and Zhang strong?

powerful!

At least Xia Fan felt that he had the ability to threaten him, but the level of threat was not high, and he was the type where he could beat ten.

Now that he has fought with Wei Pingzhang, he has roughly known his level of warrior.

Grandmaster or above.

In this regard, his thoughts were just that he was really awesome.

Invincible in the world? He never thought about it.

After all, there are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond heaven.

If you really meet someone he can't beat one day, at worst you can find a place to stay for ten or twenty years.

"You are such a good skill."

At the same time, no one knew the shock in Wei Pingzhang's heart.

Not only did he use all his strength to hurt Xia Fan, but his arms were half-waste.

Half-waste!

Yes, his arm was unable to move when he fisted.

According to his estimate, it will take at least ten days and half a month for his arm to recover as before.

What kind of monster is this!

Is he really just a master?

Wei Pingzhang fell into deep suspicion.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Gu Xiqiao's "advice".

Doesn’t Gu Xiqiao, who came from a famous family, know the strength of the master? Of course he knows it, but even so, he still risked offending Wei Pingzhang and told the truth.

Perhaps, after Gu Xiqiao fought with Xia Fan, he deeply realized that Xia Fan was definitely not an ordinary master.

"Don't you fight anymore? If you don't fight, we'll leave."

Seeing that Wei Pingzhang had no movement for a long time, Xia Fan immediately said impatiently.

"Please, please."

Wei Pingzhang pretended to be calm with his hands on his back.

"That's the matter of the Thieves of Heaven?"

Xia Fan waved to Shi Xiaofei in the distance, and then asked tentatively.

"You don't have to worry about this. I will get it back from Zhaixing Tower at that time." Wei Pingzhang said lightly.

"This is what you said! Don't bother me about the Thieves of Heaven in the future."

After saying that, Xia Fan led Shi Xiaofei away with a confused look on his face.

"Uncle Master, why did you let them go?"

Not long after Xia Fan and the others left, Huang Wan'er hurriedly returned to Wei Pingzhang and said indignantly.

"Wan'er!"

Zhao Qingtong immediately glanced at Huang Wan'er with her eyes, causing her to completely close her mouth.

"Qingtong, Wan'er, this time the uncle underestimated that person."

Wei Pingzhang finally put down his airs and couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Master, are you..."

Huang Wan'er's eyes suddenly widened.

Bang—

Just as Wei Pingzhang was about to reply, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance, and then he saw a firework like stars appearing in the sky.
Chapter completed!