"Bold thief! How dare you... how dare you... Huh?" The guy who lay on his back and fell unconscious opened his eyes and said angrily with a scowl on his face.

As a result, before he finished saying that sentence, he was completely stunned on the spot.

Then he sat up like a conditioned reflex.

His face was full of surprise and confusion.

He turned his head and looked at the morning sun that was about to emerge from the mountains in the distance, and at the dawn that tore through the darkness in the east.

The whole person was in a state of confusion.

"It's dawn?!" Although he is a bit crazy, he is not unable to distinguish between night and day. Under some circumstances, he can be considered relatively normal.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t think of compensating others with money after you go crazy and hurt others.

Then he noticed.

My belt seems to have fallen off.

He picked it up casually, stuffed a golden waist badge back into his arms, then stretched out his hand to rub his head, which was suffering from a splitting headache. Then he suddenly froze and shouted in shock: "Why is the top of my Tianling Cap dented?"

A little bit?!"

He reached out and touched the slightly sunken area, and he immediately gasped in pain.

The bones seemed to be cracked there.

Be good!

This is a brain!

As long as the concave position is slightly more concave.

There will be no more people!

The things that happened last night kept popping up in his mind like a slide show. What he remembered most was the slashing hand knife!

That blow was powerful and heavy.

The speed is ridiculously fast.

It's like a swordsman who has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years and is concentrating on making a sudden sword draw.

Caught him off guard.

Can't even hide!

Then……

"Then I fainted?!" After thinking about what happened, he stood up suddenly, with a look of shock on his face, and murmured to himself: "How did he do it?!"

"Even though... my Taoism is not as good as it used to be. But in this Nanjun county, the only people who can defeat me with one blow, excluding the gods and Buddhas in the temples and Taoist temples, are there no more than ten people in total, right?"

"And I know all those ten people! So, who is the guy who knocked me out?!"

"I don't even know him!!"

After he came to his senses, he looked at the guest room where Fan Wu was, with a slightly eager expression on his face.

"Moo~" But there was a sudden cow cry.

Let him come to his senses.

He turned to look at the old green cow next to him and murmured in surprise: "What a strong cow. If it is used to cook beef pot, it must be an excellent delicacy, right?"

"Indeed... if you eat it, you can enjoy the delicious taste of a day trip to the gate of hell." A sudden voice came from the side, which made him startled.

Turn around and look.

He found that the door of the guest room had been opened, and a figure that was so tall and strong that it would shock anyone was standing there like an iron tower.

Although Fan Wu was wearing clothes, it was impossible to see carefully every muscle in his body.

But the huge trapezius muscles on both sides of his neck have told everyone how exaggerated every muscle on Fan Wu's body is.

What did this guy grow up on? This was the first thought of the man in front of Fan Wu after meeting Fan Wu.

He couldn't see very clearly last night, and he was also in a state of madness.

This prevented him from paying too much attention to Fan Wu's figure.

He didn't pay too much attention to Fan Wu's face.

Now look at it.

Give him a fright!

His identity was quite special in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he had seen many warriors in the army, some of whom were not monks at all. Some could even engage in fierce battles with demons with their evil aura and a spear stained with countless blood.

Fight and fight!

But.

But he has never seen a being like Fan Wu, that kind of overly natural and powerful aura, that kind of unique and natural evil aura, that kind of aura that gives others a huge sense of oppression...

They don't look like they were trained among thousands of armies, but more like they were gradually cultivated through fighting with their own strength!

That’s even more incredible!

Under the premise of not stepping into a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, or even a battlefield with a scale of 100,000 people, cultivate this fierce evil spirit.

How many people need to be killed?

Dozens?

several hundred?

Thousands?

Breaking ten thousand?

Unimaginable!

Don’t dare to think too deeply!

"I don't care about what you did last night." He slowly raised his head and looked at Fan Wu, and then said: "You are the only one I have ever seen who dares to say those things about gods all over the sky in a temple.

Buddha, such disrespectful words."

He narrowed his eyes and said: "You are more arrogant and bold than me, and more disrespectful to ghosts and gods than me. How do you have such strength?"

The curiosity revealed in this man's eyes was not concealed at all.

Fan Wu looked at him and replied casually: "Didn't I tell you when I beat you last night?"

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment, and then he frowned as if he was recalling something: "Are you saying that those nonsense words are the basis for you to become stronger?"

He felt that Fan Wu was talking nonsense to him again, about building muscles and bones, it was all nonsense.

Humans are not monsters, the limits of the human body are just there.

It may be possible to break through the limits of the human body through spiritual practice.

But the magnitude of the breakthrough is not particularly large.

After all, people are still people.

Not a demon.

Not a demon.

"Believe it or not." Fan Wu did not explain too much in this regard, and he did not need to prove anything just because of someone else's words.

He just said frankly: "How can those so-called monastic techniques... be comparable to the perfect physical body that people have continuously tempered over time? When you say questioning words, it means that your purity is not high enough."

"..." After listening to Fan Wu's words, this man suddenly felt that he was not the only lunatic in Hanling Temple.

There was a tall madman standing in front of him.

But for a while, he didn't find a reason to refute it.

Because this big man is really strong, the falling knife was also very painful.

It still makes him a little frightened.

If only this guy had more strength.

Would it be possible to smash his head with a sword? The key is that he didn't notice the fluctuation of mana in the big man in front of him!

This is the most important point!

How could he have such huge power without mana fluctuations in his body? How could he be knocked unconscious in one fell swoop? How was this done?

Countless doubts flashed through my mind.

He was puzzled.

"Daozhang Fan! Daozhang Fan! Huh?" Just when both parties were silent, a voice came over.

It was Yun Jiuqing.

Yun Jiuqing, who was running all the way, suddenly found a man standing in front of Daozhang Fan. This man seemed to be quite old, and he had more white hair than black hair.

Although she could only see a back figure, she could still vaguely see that the other person's temperament was quite extraordinary.
To be continued...