Shuangjing Mountain has become the headquarters of Fanwumen.
On the rock wall of the main peak, the three characters "Fanwumen" with dancing dragons and phoenixes are carved.
These three characters are so huge that they can be seen clearly from miles away.
This is the calligraphy treasure that Tang Fan begged from Boss Zhao. The writing is vigorous and powerful.
The manor was decorated with lights and colors, showing a grand festive atmosphere.
Mo Yan looked around and said, "So impressive!"
Tang Fan smiled and said: "It seems that the money was not wasted!"
"Now that you have a foothold in the future, you will truly be the number one young master in Jiangbei!"
Mo Yan smiled and hugged Tang Fan's arm.
"Then you are the wife of the first young man in Jiangbei!"
Tang Fan reached out and touched her smooth, jade-like face.
"I hate it, someone is watching!"
Mo Yan looked shy and pursed her red lips in annoyance.
Behind him, Ye Mei looked at the two people with complex eyes, feeling sad in her heart.
Tang Fan first led his subordinates to change into the uniform uniforms of the elders of the Fanwu Sect. They were all full of energy and extraordinary momentum.
The guests arrived one after another, and Tang Fan and David Lu came outside to greet them.
He had many acquaintances, whether they were former opponents or current vassals, Tang Fan treated them all with courtesy and took good care of them.
The eight major families in Jiangbei, except the Ye family, all sent people over.
Because of Tang Heng's relationship, the Ye family needs to avoid suspicion.
Ye Mei stood behind Tang Fan and said, "Tang Fan, I can represent the Ye family in Jiangbei."
"very good."
Tang Fan nodded, he knew that Ye Mei would return to Ye's house sooner or later.
David Lu secretly pulled Tang Fan and asked in a low voice: "Why are the Lord Tang, Shi Jia, Dragon Emperor and others not here?"
Tang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, they will naturally show up when they should show up."
At ten o'clock in the morning, the celebration began.
When the host announced the establishment of Fanwumen and was preparing to fire a salute, a voice came from afar.
"David Lu, you, a traitor from the Baji Sect, are you worthy of establishing a sect?"
A bald old man turned into a rainbow and flew to the stage.
"It's Zhou Zong, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bajimen Headquarters!"
“It’s exciting now!”
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd. Everyone knew about David Lu's relationship with the Bajimen.
David Lu jumped in front of him, looked at Zhou Zong, bowed deeply, and said, "I have met Elder Zhou."
Zhou Zongdao: "David Lu, you don't want to repent after Jiangbeitang was destroyed, but you want to establish a new sect instead. What are your intentions?"
"Elder Zhou, I, David Lu, am not a traitor to the Baji Sect. I established the Fanwu Sect. I just changed my way of living and ushered in a new life!"
"What a new student. Today, I will clean up the door!"
Zhou Zong raised his hand and took a step forward to attack.
"How much did Tang Heng give you?"
Tang Fan flew out, stood in front of Zhou Zong, and asked calmly.
Zhou Zong said coldly: "Who are you?"
David Lu introduced: "This is the chief of my Fanwumen Elder Hall, Tang Fan!"
"Ha ha……"
Zhou Zong laughed loudly and sighed: "He is worthy of a young baby!"
"Stop talking nonsense, are you so willing to be Tang Heng's dog?"
Tang Fan's words were merciless and he didn't care about his identity at all.
"Tang Fan, others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you!"
Zhou Zong did accept Tang Heng's favor, otherwise he would be too lazy to meddle in this nosy matter.
He made a fist and struck, straight in Tang Fan's face.
"I will use you to sacrifice the banner of Fanwumen today!"
Tang Fan did not dodge, but faced his iron fist and hit him.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
There was a hint of cruelty in Zhou Zong's eyes, but when his fist hit Tang Fan, his expression changed drastically.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, as if his fist hit a stone.
With a "click", Zhou Zong's wrist was shattered, and his whole body instantly flew backwards and hit the ground heavily.
"Oh my God!"
Everyone was in an uproar. No one could have imagined that Tang Fan could shatter Zhou Zong's wrist with just the strength of his body without using any moves.
"Tang Fan, how dare you hurt me!"
Zhou Zong grimaced in pain, but before he could get up, Tang Fan, who was following him like a shadow, had already rushed in front of him, raised his foot and stepped on his chest.
Regardless of his face, Zhou Zong rolled on the spot and finally avoided Tang Fan's kick.
But Tang Fan was too fast, and he had already anticipated his reaction. He chased after him again, reached out and pinched his shoulders, and threw him upwards hard.
"ah!"
Zhou Zong's body flew into the sky like a kite.
Tang Fan stepped on his legs, chased after him again, raised his legs and kicked him in the stomach.
Zhou Zong screamed and fell to the ground again, spitting blood from his mouth.
"Since our Fanwu Sect has been established, it's okay if you don't give me any gifts. You shouldn't cause any trouble!"
Tang Fan pinched his neck and pulled him up from the ground.
At this moment, Zhou Zong had multiple fractures all over his body, and his eyes were spitting fire angrily.
"You deserve to run wild here!"
Tang Fan raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face.
Fanwu Sect is an ancient martial arts sect, and Tang Fan did not use any magical powers.
He wants to prove the strength of the Mortal Martial Sect with his physical strength!
"Tang Fan, the Bajimen will definitely take revenge on you!"
Zhou Zong's face was beaten to pieces, and he was so frightened that he had to move out of Bajimen.
"If Bajimen doesn't come, I will go and settle the accounts!"
Tang Fan slapped his backhand again, and the other side of his face also exploded, which was extremely miserable.
"Be bold!"
"stop!"
A roar came from the distance, and dozens of rainbows flew over.
They spread their cultivation, murderous intent permeated the air, and a coercion enveloped all directions.
Tang Fan glanced at everyone, throwing Zhou Zong aside as if throwing away garbage.
The leader on the opposite side is an old man who is at the peak of the King of Martial Arts. He has white hair and a white beard, and is calm and powerful.
"Oh my god, Elder Zheng Yuanlong from the Ancient Martial Arts Association is here. There is a good show to watch!"
In the crowd, someone recognized the old man's identity.
Has the Ancient Martial Arts Association finally shown its face?
Tang Fan looked at them playfully and said nothing.
Zheng Yuanlong flicked his sleeves and his voice spread in all directions: "Without the permission of our Ancient Martial Arts Association, Fanwu Sect has no right to establish a foothold in the world!"
David Lu said: "Elder Zheng, this is my Jiangbei matter and has nothing to do with the Ancient Martial Arts Association. I advise you not to be provoked."
"What a joke, as long as anything related to martial arts is under the jurisdiction of our Ancient Martial Arts Association! If I say I won't let you set it up, you can't set it up!"
"What a chicken you are!"
Tang Fan glared at him and cursed angrily.
"Tang Fan, do you dare to challenge the Ancient Martial Arts Association?"
Zheng Yuanlong curled his lips, clearly not taking Tang Fan seriously.
Tang Fan looked disdainful and said, "You were also sent by Tang Heng? It seems that he has given you a lot of benefits, right?"
"This is a matter of our Ancient Martial Arts Association and has nothing to do with Mr. Tang Heng!"
"It's just a dog, what qualifications do you have to show off in front of me?"
"Bold, how can you insult me, the elder of the Ancient Martial Arts Association!"
A dozen strong men behind Zheng Yuanlong stepped forward and surrounded Tang Fan and David Lu.
"Who are you?"
"I'm from Eagle Claw Sect!"
"I am the Divine Fist Sect!"
"I am……"
These people are all elders of various sects in the world.
These sects are all members of the Ancient Martial Arts Association. They were moved by the generous gifts from Tang Heng and deliberately came to ruin Tang Fan's performance.
"Are you representing the Ancient Martial Arts Association as my enemy?"
Tang Fan looked at Zheng Yuanlong and asked coldly.
Zheng Yuanlong said: "Is that important?"
"Of course it is important. If you represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association, I will destroy the Ancient Martial Arts Association! If you only represent yourself, then I will just kill you!"
"I am the elder of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, so naturally I can represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association!"
Zheng Yuanlong was not stupid and immediately threw himself out of the background.
"Zheng Yuanlong, when did he get to represent the Ancient Martial Arts Association? Who do you think he is?"
An angry curse was heard, and a tall and mighty figure flew in front of Zheng Yuanlong like a cannonball.