No one expected that just when the two sides were at war and about to fight, the young and strong man flew up and stood in front of the old man.
"Young Master, you..."
"I think I should introduce me to him properly and give him another chance!"
"Besides, he only has foundation building skills, so why does Mr. Feng need to take action?"
The young strong man looked directly at Tang Fan, his eyes becoming more and more intense!
He raised his hand and the alchemy monks around him stepped forward to surround Tang Fan.
"You are so sick!"
Tang Fan was really annoyed. The way the other party stared at him made him very unhappy.
He had only seen this kind of look when the confidantes around him were satisfied...
However, he also wanted to know who the other party was, so he suppressed his anger and did not move.
"Hey, are you angry now? Don't tell me, you are becoming more and more rare now, haha..."
The young strong man laughed, then stopped smiling, put on a very arrogant look, and said to Tang Fan: "I am Bailiwei, one of the three young masters of the Zhengyang Sect. My father Baili Changsheng is a spiritual cultivator.
He is one of the ancestors of the Zhengyang Sect. He only had me as his son in his later years, so...you know what I mean!"
"As long as you follow me and serve me well, I can not only protect you from death, but also let you join the Zhengyang Sect and let my father accept you as a disciple!"
After Bailiwei finished speaking, his expression became even more proud.
As he said, his father Baili Changsheng cheated on his cultivation and became the youngest ancestor of the Zhengyang Sect.
The so-called ancestor does not refer to age, but to cultivation level.
Bailiwei has such a cheating father, and his status in the Zhengyang Sect can be imagined.
Although his qualifications are far inferior to those of his father, being able to become a strong Nascent Soul master at such an early age naturally makes him a key person to be trained by the Zhengyang Sect.
Therefore, this Bailiwei has always been domineering, and he has never known what it feels like to be afraid...
He only knew that his father was very good. Looking at the entire Zhengyang Sect and even the entire Immortal Sect, his father was a top-notch being.
Based on this alone, no one dares to hurt him.
This man has always been good at cutting off his sleeves. When he saw Tang Fan, he was moved, so he moved out of his house, hoping that he would give up his resistance and become his forbidden wife...
"Zhengyang Sect, the ancestor's son..."
Tang Fan suddenly realized that no wonder the other party was arrogant, he did have the capital.
He glanced at the alchemy monks around him, and while planning, he asked: "How did you find me?"
Bailiwei smiled and said: "Everything is fate! To be honest, I am not here for you, but to find my escaped concubine. Have you met a woman named Wendy before?
Boy?"
"You mean...Xiao Wen?"
"That's right, it's my Xiao Wen!"
"Well……"
Tang Fan suddenly remembered the aggrieved look on Xiao Wen's face when he wanted to follow him. No wonder he wanted to leave the Zhengyang Sect. It turned out that he was attracted by this second generation ancestor!
This kid is really not picky about food!
"When I was making calculations about Xiao Wen, I accidentally figured out that he had an entanglement with you. Therefore... between you and me, it is a great marriage destined by God!"
"Come on, come here and kneel down, I can't wait any longer!"
Bailiwei saw that Tang Fan seemed to be thinking, and thought he was moved.
"I too can't wait...I want to kill someone!"
Tang Fan raised his head sharply, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally landed on Bailiwei.
Everyone looked at Tang Fan and their hearts trembled with just one glance.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, like a flying sword piercing their hearts, causing their cultivation to burst out involuntarily.
This is an extremely dangerous signal...
Mr. Feng's face changed drastically. He could not imagine that a foundation-building monk would have such sharp eyes!
However, when they think about their own strength, they have nothing to fear.
Not to mention that they have three Nascent Soul powerhouses, the rest of their disciples are also at the peak of Dan Formation. For Tang Fan, this is simply a doomed situation!
"Why, are you still not convinced? Do you still want to resist me?"
Tang Fan's gaze made Bailiwei very unhappy. He had always threatened others with this gaze. When had he ever been threatened by someone?
When he was swept away by Tang Fan just now, his heart trembled suddenly, as if he smelled the smell of blood.
Tang Fan snorted coldly and said calmly: "If your name is Baili... Yang, maybe I can still be willing to chat with you for a few words. Unfortunately, I can forget about your greatness. In the end, I still want to be Bailiwei.
Not interested..."
"What?"
Bailiwei's IQ was a little lacking. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he understood the meaning of Tang Fan's words. He suddenly felt humiliated and humiliated. He raised his hand and glared at Tang Fan: "Get him, I'll take him down."
Don't mess with him properly!"
Bailiwei always speaks his mind, but when did he get threatened and ridiculed like this?
He was angry not because Tang Fan rejected his "good intention", but because he dared to challenge his own authority. This was something he could not and could not accept!
"Catch him, I want to live!"
Bailiwei roared angrily, getting angrier the more he thought about it.
"late……"
After Tang Fan learned that the other party was from the Zhengyang Sect, he already had murderous intentions in his heart.
He doesn't care whose son Bailiwei is, anyway, he has offended everyone who should be offended and should not be offended. What is there to be afraid of when he has reached this stage?
As early as Bailiwei was angry, his fists had already been aimed at the Danjie monks surrounding him and blasted out.
The opponents were all experts and there were many of them. He had to deal with the weaker ones first. Only in this way could he concentrate on dealing with the remaining three Nascent Soul experts.
This is the battlefield experience he gained after experiencing many life and death crises.
"boom……"
Tang Fan punched forward. He didn't pause for a moment, but turned around and punched behind him again.
Two punches were thrown out, and the fist intention turned invisible, seemingly silent and without any power...
But his lightning strike still shocked the opponent.
I originally thought he was going to make some big move, but found nothing.
Just when they were wondering, they saw Tang Fan's body turning back again, his eyes looking at Mr. Feng who was about to face his opponent. His eyes were cold and strange, as if there was a sword radiating from it.
"Everyone, be careful!"
When Mr. Feng saw the sword gleam in Tang Fan's eyes, his expression changed drastically and he loudly reminded the disciples around him.
But everything was too late. At the same time that Mr. Feng spoke, there were two muffled sounds suddenly coming from behind and behind Tang Fan, and two bright rays of light suddenly burst out, instantly swallowing up the alchemy monks around him.
"Boom boom boom..."
An indescribable destructive force spread in all directions, and those pill-forming monks had no time to react before they were pierced by the light and unable to open their eyes.
Their whole bodies were shaken and torn apart, blood spurted from their mouths, until their bodies exploded and turned into ashes...
All this happens in just a moment.
Before the light faded, Tang Fan pointed at Mr. Feng who was not far away.
The sword glow in his eyes grew brighter, and golden light emanated from outside his body. A supreme sword intent flew straight to the sky, which contained a thick and boundless murderous aura.
"One sword...killing technique!"
A golden sword suddenly formed, as if blocking out the sky and the sun, blocking everything, and slashed towards Mr. Feng's head.
Mr. Feng stared blankly at the golden sword that was slashing towards him. His breathing was rapid, his cultivation was unstable, and he felt a sense of annihilation.
He quickly made a hand to resist, and a black vortex formed above his head.
But before the whirlpool could completely protect him, the golden sword energy had already enveloped his head.
"boom!"
The black vortex was instantly shattered by the sword energy and dissipated into nothing.
"ah……"
Mr. Feng screamed, and when he turned around and tried to run again, his whole body was enveloped by the sword energy.
"kill!"
All the sword intent seemed to have penetrated into Mr. Feng's body, causing his body to stagnate, completely losing his ability to resist, and then exploded!