Ouyang Xian'er's little face looked a little pale at this time, biting her lips, looking charming.
It was at this moment that she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Where can a girl protect a man from the rain?" Zhang Fan's voice was gentle, without any fluctuation: "Girl, get behind me, a man's dignity needs to be defended by himself!"
"Master." Ouyang Xian'er's expression showed a dull look.
The warm hand left her shoulder, but a bleak figure appeared in front of her.
"Ouch."
The two men looked at each other and laughed at the same time, as if they had seen something funny.
Looking at the two laughing people, Zhang Fan's expression did not change at all, and was still full of calm.
At this time, their confrontation attracted the attention of many people.
"Miss, you see there are many people watching over there, shall we go and take a look?" A girl with a quiet appearance looked at another girl and said with a smile.
Another girl raised her head after hearing this, her eyes looked a little lively, and her cheerful little face seemed to have a hint of playfulness.
"Okay." The girl nodded lightly and pulled the other girl over quickly.
"Miss...!" After walking over, the quiet-looking girl frowned slightly.
"Why are Zhang Tingfei and Qin Ling so annoying and always bullying others?" The girl pouted. When her eyes fell on Zhang Fan, her lovely eyes couldn't help but widen, and she exclaimed: "Ms.
,Isn’t that the young master of the Feng family? The one you pushed until he fainted last time...!"
The other girl naturally heard it, her eyes fell on Zhang Fan, and she stuck out her tongue playfully. It was obvious that the girl's words made her think of something.
"You are a loser, but you still want to defend your dignity?" Zhang Tingfei's expression changed, and he suddenly noticed two girls not far away, and one of them was the daughter of the Ye family whom he had always admired.
In an instant, Zhang Tingfei's entire body straightened up, and Zhang Fan's expression became even more dismissive. It was obvious that he didn't take Zhang Fan seriously at all.
"Yes." The other man nodded and glanced at the sword held in Zhang Fan's right hand.
"This is also the first time I've seen a loser holding a sword. It's really ridiculous."
The ridicule and coldness of the two people may not have anything to do with Zhang Fan, but the little girl standing behind Zhang Fan showed anger. She did not allow others to talk about her young master like this, because she didn't know when Zhang Fan became in her mind.
Got taller...
"Have you said enough?"
Zhang Fan spoke slowly at this time, his voice was cold, he raised his right hand and held the sword in front of his chest with both hands. He looked calm and composed, but his bright eyes made people afraid to look directly.
Both men looked a little surprised. If it was the old Zhang Fan, he would have dragged Ouyang Xianer away long ago, but the other man looked at them so calmly at this time, which made them a little confused. Is this still the trash?
No matter how they looked, they looked like a master who was above them all.
However, these all made them think it was an illusion, an optical illusion. How could a waste fly up a branch and turn into a phoenix? It seems that Zhang Fan has not been taught a lesson for so long, maybe he doesn't even know what his last name is.
Zhang Tingfei walked out, and a gray energy floated from his body. At this moment, he couldn't help but glance at the two girls again, with a somewhat arrogant expression.
"Hey, trash, I'm going to show you what the strength of a fifth-grade warrior is."
When Zhang Tingfei finished speaking, his energy suddenly shrank. At that moment, his body quickly rushed towards Zhang Fan. He held up his right hand and spit out a domineering and slightly sharp force in an instant.
A hint of surprise appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a cold light.
With the sudden increase in body movements, Zixia Kung Fu circulated in his body instantly. Is he still the trash he was before? Today! Today he will completely remove the trash name from his body.
Zhang Tingfei felt his eyes flash as Zhang Fan's body disappeared, and then he clearly felt a gentle yet domineering force sweeping up from the left side.
Dumbfounded and unable to believe it, Zhang Tingfei turned around and saw only a fist that was getting bigger.
"Touch." Zhang Tingfei groaned and stepped back. The flushing receded, and a pale color appeared on Zhang Tingfei's face.
"Miss, am I dazzled?" One of the girls exclaimed, looking at her own lady, and found that her own lady's eyes were also wide open, and she looked particularly cute.
Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. Zhang Tingfei's moves were full of loopholes in his eyes, and the key point was completely exposed. He was within his grasp of the concentration of one move. If he drew his sword, he had more than a dozen ways to hang him here.
method.
Looking at Zhang Tingfei who was retreating, his eyes flickered. If it were Zhang Fan in the past, he would definitely seize every opportunity to fight. But the past life was a past life after all, and he still had some sense of restraint here. After all, the other party was also a big figure in Liuyun Kingdom.
Family, if Zhang Tingfei was assassinated by him with a sword, there might be a lot of trouble for his family, right?
After Zhang Tingfei stood up straight, there was a look of shock and disbelief in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Fan carefully. Yes, it was that good-for-nothing from the Feng family?
But he was struck down by what he considered a loser?
Unwilling! Angry! And most importantly, there were two girls watching from a distance that made him focus.
Shame! Zhang Tingfei felt a hint of shame, and a trace of ferocity gradually appeared on his face. He looked at Zhang Fan fiercely and said, "What a good boy, you actually have some skills."
After speaking, the energy in Zhang Tingfei's body began to float. He spread out his right hand, and an illusory shadow gradually appeared in the palm of his hand. Although it looked a little blurry at this time, Zhang Fan saw that it looked like a gray wolf. This was the martial spirit.
What?
A look of surprise appeared on Zhang Fan's face.
Zhang Tingfei looked at Zhang Fan's surprised look and sneered at the corner of his mouth. Doesn't his behavior mean that Zhang Fan has not reached his level and has not awakened his martial spirit.
His body was slightly bent, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he quickly grasped his right hand. The illusory shadow instantly smiled inside Zhang Tingfei.
In an instant, Zhang Tingfei's body seemed to be filled with energy, and his face that had previously appeared slightly pale now turned flushed.
"drink."
With a low cry, he punched out his right fist, and gray energy swept out instantly, turning into a shadow, and rushed toward his body like a ferocious wolf.
Zhang Fan's body tensed and he felt a hint of danger. He stepped lightly, his black eyes fluctuated, the Zixia energy in his body was beating rapidly, and his figure was walking as fast as flying.
"sulfuric acid!"
A crisp sound sounded, and the sword was unsheathed. The gorgeous purple light was as charming as a rainbow. The killing air was breathed out. The sword was like a cloud, and it struck the center of the energy very accurately. Two energies faced each other, and one energy
The storm rippled in all directions and slowly disappeared into the air.
"sulfuric acid!"
The long sword is sheathed and wielded freely.
At this moment, Zhang Fan seemed to have done something ordinary.
"Miss... I find that I am really dazzled." The quiet-looking girl in the distance looked a little unbelievable. If it was just a coincidence before, what about now? That relaxed and freehand feeling is absolutely unmistakable.
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The girl looked at her young lady and found that her young lady's mouth was wide open and she looked the same.
"Spike Wave!"
Zhang Tingfei was stunned for a moment, his eyes even more unbelievable, and he glanced at the two girls in the distance. When he saw the appearance of the two people, the fierce light in his eyes appeared, and he shouted again, and the whole
His body rushed forward, he was really unwilling to give in!
Sharp swirling waves, the Zhang family's martial arts, and Huang Jie's martial arts mobilized the power of the martial soul. The energy that burst out was as tricky as a spiral, and it also had a fierce flavor because of the martial soul.
Feeling the strange strength, a look of surprise appeared again. Zixia's skills were flowing rapidly. He did not have the martial arts of this world, but he used the moves and skills of his previous life.
"Broken Yuan Palm."
The sound of a low drink sounded. Zhang Fan spread his right hand, flipped it over, and slapped it. The Zixia energy in his body shot out with the fall of the low drink, full of domineering meaning.
"bump."
There was a soft sound, the two energies collided, and a strong force rippled out again, and the two bodies retreated at the same time.
The purple light circulated again, Zhang Fan stamped his right hand and right foot, and at that moment, his figure seemed to disappear.
"sulfuric acid!"
The clear voice sounded again, and in the blink of an eye, the faint energy barrier was broken, and a sharp sword with a murderous aura was directly placed on Zhang Tingfei's neck.
The biting cold feeling made Zhang Tingfei's body tremble slightly. He looked at Zhang Fan with a dull expression. The first thing he saw was the cold eyes. At this time, he had a feeling that if there was any abnormal movement in him at this time,
, the next moment, his head may be separated from his body.
A look of horror gradually emerged. For the first time, Zhang Tingfei felt death, and the person who gave him this feeling was what he always thought was a waste.
Qin Ling's expression was also a little dull. His strength was not as good as Zhang Tingfei's, his martial spirit had not yet awakened, and he was no match for Zhang Fan.
With a cry of terror, Qin Ling ran outside with a look of panic.
"Fengling is going to kill someone...!"
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the panic-stricken man, knowing that the murderous intention in his bones had stimulated him, otherwise Zhang Tingfei would not be behaving like this at this time.
"sulfuric acid!"
The sword was sheathed again, his black eyes glanced at Zhang Tingfei and said: "Go away, don't let me see you in the future, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you."
After saying this, Zhang Fan walked gently to Ouyang Xianer, took his hand and walked towards the distance.