Huang Sanqi said: "Jiang Fan is treacherous. We have failed many times and have to guard against him."

The young man said disdainfully, "Jiang Fan, you little thief, I don't care if you destroy your Southern Branch, but he shouldn't kill my uncle. I, Qianji Sect, will never survive if I take action. Just take care of yourselves."

He was arrogant, cold, and very unpleasant. Huang Sanqi was also a little unhappy, but when he remembered his background, he just frowned and said nothing more.

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Jiang Fan thought about many ways for the opponent to attack, but he never expected such a strange scene.

A dark cloud shrouded from the sky. The next moment, Jiang Fan's extraordinary eyesight discovered that it was countless densely packed flying needles. Because they were too dense, they formed a scene like a dark cloud.

The camel lion snorted coldly, raised his riding whip, and rolled up a circular whip. Thousands of flying needles seemed to be swallowed up by a tornado. As the camel lion flicked his wrist, all the flying needles were shattered.

A young man appeared in front of the donkey cart as if teleporting, and said softly: "You hunchback, you have a lot of trouble!"

The camel lion jumped out of the donkey cart, making a crackling sound all over his body, and his body seemed to have grown bigger.

"How can a rat use a hidden weapon to hurt someone?"

The young man chuckled sinisterly: "Hunchback, you don't rely on your muscles and bones for strength. When you get older, you should live in peace and contentment. Why don't you die a good death? Where can you get out and wander around in the world?"

The camel lion snorted: "Looking for death."

The young man's eyes were cold: "Since you refuse to get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"

Suddenly, six figures came to the scene.

A masked man in black said in a deep voice: "Tang Baishu, do what you should do!"

After that, he led the two people to focus on the camel lion. Without saying much, they launched an attack. The three of them were all Saints, especially the one who took the lead, whose strength was even more amazing. The camel lion roared and clawed out,

But he was surrounded by three people and couldn't escape.

The young man known as Tang Baishu snorted coldly and looked at Jiang Fan, who was sitting against the carriage's shaft: "Boy, you deserve to die..."

The next moment, a bright light struck Jiang Fan in the face.

Jiang Fan was shocked. The opponent was obviously a master of hidden weapons. He was so fast that he had no time to pull out the green snake. The hidden weapon had already reached the front door.

Suddenly, a dull tiger roar sounded from behind the carriage, and the bright light was actually blown back by the sound wave.

Tang Baishu stretched out his two fingers to pinch the returning bright light, and said in a deep voice: "Hiding the head and showing the tail, who is it?"

Jiang Fan was also puzzled, there were only three of them, why were there others at the back of the carriage?

Soon he saw this person.

A tall man with a big knife in his hand and a figure as tall as a camel lion jumped up to block the car.

Although his back was turned to him and he couldn't see clearly, Jiang Fan clearly noticed that one of his shoulders was a little low, and looking at his legs and feet, he was probably lame.

Jiang Fan looked at Zhang Zaifu a little strangely.

Zhang Zhiling just said calmly: "Lame Tiger, my guardian."

Jiang Fan suddenly realized that the world was in ruins, the camel, the lion, and the lame tiger were all there. It turned out that the lame tiger was always there, but he was just too low in cultivation to notice it.

However, at the next moment, three more people with black cloth headbands and black masks appeared on the scene.

Without saying a word, two of them came up and attacked the lame tiger.

Lame Tiger roared, raised his sword, and slashed at the two men in two slashes.

This sword was extremely powerful. The two people exploded with energy and showed their cultivation in the holy realm, but they were cut back by the sword.

However, the power of the sword was not extinguished and he still chased and killed the two men.

At this moment, the third man in black suddenly raised a hand, flicked his fingers left and right, and the two swords shattered into pieces.

The lame tiger advanced instead of retreating, and struck the man head-on with a sword ten feet long.

The man stretched out his finger, and a streak of brown energy hit the sword. With a roar, both of them dispersed.

Lame Tiger seemed a little surprised: "It's so good at fingering skills. Are you a great master of Buddhism?"

The man remained silent, stepped forward, and pointed at the lame tiger.

The lame tiger took out his sword, and when the swords touched each other, the scene froze. The man actually pointed his finger at the tip of the sword, and it turned into a competition of true energy.

But this is what Lame Tiger doesn't want, since there are two saints on the other side.

The two saints looked at each other and stepped forward, obviously intending to attack the lame tiger from both sides.

Jiang Fan was startled and reached for his waist, but was gently held down by a hand.

It's Zhang Zhiling. The old man chuckled: "Disciple, although your literary talent and knowledge are amazing, your cultivation is ugly. Just sit still."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Master, you..."

The old Zaifu gently brushed his beard: "I just heard so many good things from you, Master is also a little excited, and it's time to stretch his muscles."

Jiang Fan was shocked. Could it be that the old Zaifu was really hiding his secrets? But there were rumors all over the world that the old Zaifu was just a civil servant.

Just as the two men in black were about to take action, Zhang Zhiling sighed softly, stretched out his finger, and an inkstone flew out of the carriage and split into two.

Zhang Zaifu smiled and said: "Disciple, be careful, who said that civil servants can't fight?"

The next moment, the two inkstones suddenly burst into brilliant light, as if magnified a thousand times, like mountains falling from the sky, suppressing the two saints respectively.

The two of them were shocked at the same time. They raised their palms to the sky and tried to press against the inkstone, but they were suppressed and even the soles of their feet were not buried in the ground.

The two holy realms were actually restrained by two inkstones and could not escape.

Jiang Fan was immediately shocked, what the fuck? Such an understatement? This master can suppress the Holy Realm with just a snap of his fingers!

That's right, that's right. How can the Prime Minister of the Five Kingdoms, who walks around Mount Tai and travels around the world, have no power to tie a chicken? It's just that there are masters like camels, lions, lame tigers, and they generally don't need to take action themselves.

Lao Zaifu looked indifferent, as if it was just a trivial matter.

At this time, Tang Baishu also realized that something was wrong. He originally thought that with his own strength, he would be able to crush him, but he didn't expect that the old man in the car was also a super master, probably a great sage.

Tang Baishu was frightened and gritted his teeth suddenly. His whole body was shaken as countless lights and shadows interspersed and headed straight towards Jiang Fan.

It seems that he wants to take down the weakest Jiang Fan.

Lao Zaifu shook his head: "You think I can't deal with you if I hold my hand?"

As he spoke, with a flick of his finger, a pen suddenly flew out of the carriage. The pen exploded like thousands of flying needles, instantly piercing through the countless lights and shadows. The light and shadow fell to the ground with a ding-dong-dong, and it turned out to be a hidden weapon.

Tang Baishu was shocked, "Who are you, old man?"

Zhang Zaifu chuckled lightly: "Sichuan Qianjimen, you are not good at concealed weapons, young man."

Tang Baishu's expression was shocked: "Do you know my origin?"

Zhang Zaifu said: "Come on, come forward, why do you want to kill my disciple?"

Tang Baishu actually took two steps back. Judging from the meaning, he must have had the intention to retreat.

Zhang Zaifu was a little dissatisfied: "Young man, you don't know how to respect your elders. I asked you to come forward, why go backward? Come here."

After saying that, he reached out and made a move, and Tang Baishu was dragged over from the air as if he was out of control.
Chapter completed!