With a bitter smile, Zhang Fan shrugged helplessly, and then passed for a while. After the sun appeared, he recognized a direction, and then went out.
The direction is right, and it will still be out of the morning or later.
After an hour, his brows were picked up again, and the speed accelerated slightly. After a distance of a distance, an unspeakable message appeared in his eyes, because at this time there was a continent in front of him, although he was wrapped in the jungle, although the jungle was wrapped in the jungle wrapped
, But he came out, came out of the Warcraft forest again, and then looked towards the left, and found that some people walked slowly towards this side.
As the distance was closer, he saw it clearly, found a few big Warcraft, carrying some items, and some people followed.
"Is the caravan?" Zhang Fan quickly understood, and was not in a hurry. Standing there and waited patiently for a while.
Go up.
At the forefront is a middle -aged man wearing a Chinese suit. At this time, he obviously noticed Zhang Fan who came up.
Uncle, where are you going? "
"Cangyun Empire!" The man said, looking at Zhang Fan vigorously.
Zhang Fan's eyes clearly said: "Can the uncle take me to? I also go to the Cangyun Empire to participate in the assessment of Cangyun College, but now I am lost!"
"I am a person with the strength of the great martial arts, and I can help protect your caravan!"
"Sorry, we have the best mercenaries, so we can't use you anymore, sorry!" The man said.
After listening to Zhang Fan, he then said again: "Uncle, I don't accept any commission, just ask you to bring me once!"
The man's brows frowned. When he was about to refuse again, a very beautiful woman sounded: "Uncle Bon Lang, take him!"
Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look back and found that there was something similar to a carriage behind the caravan. It was a sedan.
It's elusive.
"It's Miss!" The man nodded, glanced at Zhang Fan, and arranged Zhang Fan a kind of Warcraft that could ride, and then said: "Then you follow it first, you can't waste time, tonight
You must arrive at the Cut Moon Kingdom! "
"Cut the moon!" As Zhang Fan stunned God, the entire caravan moved again. Zhang Fan glanced at the thick Warcraft in front of his figure, and then sat up. After he went up, the Warcraft also kept up with the merchant.
Team.
At this time, Zhang Fan's eyes showed an unspeakable surprise, but he did not expect that the Warcraft was so spiritual.
"Lady, your strength of your master?" After following up, a man who looked very thick looked at Zhang Fan and said, slightly amazing in the sound.
"Well.!" Zhang Fan nodded gently.
"Interesting, is the little fart now so powerful?" The man couldn't help but say a word, his eyes were full of novelty.
"Little guy, don't you talk big?!" At this time, the sound of a drama sounded again.
Zhang Fan didn't overdo it, and found that a man looked at him slightly with disdain, and said directly: "If you don't believe it, you can try it!"
The man stunned after listening, and immediately laughed with the people of the caravan.
Zhang Fan shrugged, but he didn't care about it. There is no need to explain what the situation is, or he has no habit of explaining.
At this time, those people saw that Zhang Fan did not have much reaction look at the same time.
At noon, the caravan was resting, and everyone took out some dry food to eat. Zhang Fan also found a place to hold a little Warcraft and eat the fruit.
Just when he finished eating one, a sound of a drama sounded: "Little guy, aren't you the strength of the master? Let the uncle try it!"
Zhang Fan raised his head and found that the man was looking at him, and then took out some dry meat from his body: "If it is good, these dried meat is yours!"
"No interest!" Zhang Fan shook his head gently and said indifferently.
"Hey, the little fart is really talking." The man couldn't help but abuse a sentence
Zhang Fan wasn't talking at this time, was he excited him? He was the least afraid of excitement.
The man's look was obviously shocked, and then helplessly said: "Okay, you won.!" He didn't expect Zhang Fan’s mind to be so good.
Effect.
So this is enough to prove two things. First, maybe Zhang Fan's strength really reaches the level of the great martial arts so calmly, because there is such a strength, so there is no need to prove what to prove because of his sentence to prove something
In addition, Zhang Fan's strength may not reach that level, but the mentality is extremely good, but looking at Zhang Fan so young, everyone would rather believe the latter.
"Boy, since you say that you want to protect the caravan, the at least should be the strength. Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to protect this caravan? Don't understand this rule?" At this time, a voice sounded again.
Zhang Fan frowned slightly, raised his head and looked at it, and found that it was the stout man who talked to him for the first time.
He didn't understand this rule, his brows frowned slightly, and finally nodded. Since the caravan let him follow, the display strength may be. After all, he said nothing.
"Who's?" Zhang Fan stood up holding Little Warcraft and said indifferently.
"I'm here, I'm the weakest here!" At this time, the man standing in front of Zhang Fan said, it was the man who wanted to change the carnivore.
"Okay!" Zhang Fan nodded directly.
"Hey, take out your weapon!" At this time, the man moved his body, and there was a crackling sound. He would escort the caravan all the way. He never encountered any robbers in the middle. They all felt that the whole body was about to rust.
Then, when I took out a giant ax, the whole body fluctuated with a heavy and depressed atmosphere.
"I have no weapons!" Zhang Fandao.
"No weapon!" The man frowned: "What weapons do you want!"
"Sword!" Zhang Fan said.
"Sword?" Everyone looked at each other. They did not seem to use the sword.
"Use this!" At this time, a voice sounded. The man in the Chinese clothes came over, throwing his right hand, and a sword flew towards Zhang Fan with a force.
After a flash of light, Zhang Fan grabbed the right hand and felt the thick force. He could not take two steps back in the back, which stabilized, but this was enough to surprise the man, and Zhang Fan's eyes became a little bit a little bit.
Different.
Zhang Fan glanced at the sword at this time, and found that the sword was shorter than the sword he had used before, one point narrower, gorgeous and very delicate, but he could see that this was one, a woman, a woman
The sword used.
But he didn't think much about it, put the little Warcraft aside.
"Hey, the little guy starts!" When Zhang Fan stood up, the man smiled, and the ax in his hand shook, and the instantaneous force also swept out from his body. Then the man drank a low and faced.
Zhang Fan rushed over.
"sulfuric acid!"
With a light sound, the edge was revealed, Zhang Fan's eyes were bright, and a good sword was secretly talked, and at this time he felt a soul fluctuation in the sword.
In the same way, the three -layer sword meaning instantly condensed, almost in the instant, the sword soul suppressed it, a long mang emerged, and Zhang Fan's body also greeted it.
Gorgeous.
At this time, many people in the field were surprised. The sword shadow was gorgeous, and it contained the meaning of killing.
In the eyes of the man who fought against Zhang Fan, there was also a color that couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that Zhang Fan would be so extraordinary, and the most amazing thing was that the middle -aged man.
The clearest, he felt, Zhang Fan even suppressed the original sealing sword soul.
Can this thing be suppressed? That is, at this time, the sharp edge of the sword erupted by Zhang Fan was inspired by Zhang Fan? Needless to say, a simple action, he understood that Zhang Fan was definitely a master of swords, because because
The real sword master, the weapon is just a carrier in his hands.
"Crazy Shadow!"
With a low drink, the giant ax in the man's hand suddenly trembled, between waving, a huge ax, smashing it towards Zhang Fan's body.
, But now it seems that it is not so simple, so I started to use the strength directly.
The teenager did not use martial arts, so he was not embarrassed to use martial arts, so his current attack was completely the outbreak of his own force.
Zhang Fan took a breath, and he felt from here. This man was the strength of the level, and his strength was not as bad as Nie Yan who had played against him. Since he was the weakest here, wouldn't it be the best in this team.
Is the strength of the Wu King above the level?
Sure enough, it is very strong, but without the use of martial arts, and so melee, there is a way to defeat the Fa.
"Sword of God!"
When the sound sounded, Zhang Fan's right hand was picked in an instant. When the strong sword qi burst out, the three virtual shadows emerged, and the horrible sword meaning directly greeted it.
The harsh sound cuts through the sky. As Zhang Fan's energy has not yet dissipated, the three illusions disappear instantly, purple mang flows, Zhang Fan spreads out of the left hand and took a palm again, accompanied by the broken turbulence, accompanied by the broken turbulence,
The sound of Jian Ming sounded again, and swept up again.
After the man watched his pupils shrink, the giant ax in his hands trembled instantly, and he greeted him.