Not far to the right of Lin Fan and the others, there was a tall, thick man with a sinewy face and a long black iron stick on his back. Hearing Lin Fan's words, he immediately sneered, looked at Lin Fan with contempt, and said mockingly.
: "Looking at how young you are, your tone is quite serious. This is a powerful showdown between Tao Heng, the 'Bad Sword', and Qi Xianyun, the 'Junzi Sword'. You are so brazen and call it a small fight?"
"Boy, it's understandable to brag in front of your wife and daughter to build up your own glorious image, but there must be a limit. If those two of you heard what you said, blood would inevitably be spilled on the spot."
As he said that, the strong man sneered twice with malicious intent, his eyes glowed fiercely, and the muscles in his chest seemed to move twice.
"It's Zhen Sanshan Zhou Ziheng!"
"I heard that he is a strong person in the late stage of Qi Jin. This time I come to watch the duel between Tao Heng, the tyrant sword, and Qi Xianyun, the gentleman's sword. I am afraid that I will most likely gain insights from the battle and be promoted to the peak of Qi Jin in one fell swoop!"
"That's right, the peak of Qi Jin is one step closer to the realm of the Grandmaster. Think of Tao Heng, the domineering sword, and Qi Xianyun, the gentleman's sword, who have already reached the peak of Qi Jin before they were thirty years old, and are famous all over the world!
You will definitely get a place on the Hidden Dragon List!"
"This showdown between the two geniuses will be very exciting!"
"Are the three members of that family also insiders? It doesn't look like it, but if you offend Zhou Ziheng, I'm afraid they will suffer a little."
"Oh, I hope they won't be stupid, and they can be undone if they relent now."
"..."
The people around were attracted by Zhou Ziheng's voice, looked over, and immediately started talking in low voices.
Some people looked at Lin Fan with a little pity in their eyes.
Zhensanshan Zhou Ziheng was a vicious man who never showed mercy. That long black iron stick weighing a hundred kilograms had smashed the heads of countless people, so he was somewhat famous in the new generation.
Qiqi timidly hid behind Lin Fan, clutching Lin Fan's pants tightly with her little hands, and only stuck out her little head to secretly look at Zhou Ziheng.
Zhou Ziheng was already fierce-looking, and he could stop a child from crying. Moreover, he was carrying a thick black thing on his back, which made him look even more fierce.
Ling Xuefei was already unhappy with Zhou Ziheng's condescending and aggressive tone. Now she saw that her precious daughter was frightened by him. She immediately took off her sunglasses and looked at Zhou Ziheng with a slight frown on her eyebrows, saying: "You are such a person.
What's wrong? Are we bothering you with our words? You're so nosy!"
Originally, Ling Xuefei was wearing a hat and sunglasses, which covered most of her face, so others could not see her appearance. Now, when she took off her sunglasses and raised her head, her beautiful face was revealed.
Bathed in the afternoon sun, it looks even more radiant.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
There were several swallowing sounds all around.
Some people's heartbeats also accelerated significantly, and they looked straight at Ling Xuefei.
So... so beautiful!
Even Zhou Ziheng, who was tall and thick, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
However, Zhou Ziheng is not someone who can't take his eyes away when he sees a beautiful woman. What he values more is his reputation in the ancient martial arts world. As long as he has strength and fame, what kind of beauty can't he get?
So, after Zhou Ziheng was briefly surprised, his expression changed instantly, and he stamped his feet on the ground. Suddenly, there was a circle of air centered on his feet, spreading around, and at the same time, there was a wave of air on his face.
The muscles also trembled twice.
A fierce aura rose up.
"How brave!"
Zhou Ziheng shouted loudly, glared at Ling Xuefei with a pair of bull's eyes, and asked: "What did you just say!?"
The crowd around him immediately dispersed and retreated back.
"Mama, does he have bad ears? Mom's voice was not low when she spoke just now. Why didn't he hear it?"
Qiqi raised her little head and asked crisply.
After experiencing the initial fear, Qiqi is no longer afraid because Daddy is by her side.
This crisp and childish voice sounded, making Zhou Ziheng's face look even more ugly.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, glanced at Zhou Ziheng indifferently, already thinking about how to choose a way to die for Zhou Ziheng.
To use a saying often said in today's ancient martial arts circles, the power of a master cannot be insulted!
What's more, Lin Fan is far from being a martial arts master. Even Ling Xuefei is already at the peak of the venerable realm.
The strong have the power of life and death, while the weak are like fish on the chopping board and can be slaughtered by others. The rules of the ancient martial arts world are so cruel.
Kunlun Fairyland is even worse.
It's even worse in the world of cultivation.
And this is also an important concept that Lin Fan wants to give to Qiqi.
If his wife and daughter hadn't been by his side, Lin Fan would have had reason to kill Zhou Ziheng on the spot based on his attitude.
The reason why I haven't taken action yet is because I don't want Qiqi to be exposed to blood prematurely.
Zhou Ziheng didn't know at this moment that he had already stepped into the Palace of Hell. He was still angry because of what Ling Xuefei and his daughter said.
He thought about it in his mind, but did not take action directly. At this moment, it was really not appropriate to engage in a big fight. After all, today was the home court of Tao Heng, the tyrant sword, and Qi Xianyun, the gentleman's sword. If he took action, he would be suspected of not giving those two face.
, it might not be a good idea if those two people arrive just when the action is being taken.
But even if you don't take action, you still have to get your face back.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng's face darkened, his eyes widened, he glared at Lin Fan and shouted: "Boy, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a chance. I apologize to you for your wife and children, and I can let you go."
,otherwise……"
"Um?"
Zhou Ziheng's aggressiveness made Lin Fan feel angry.
He snorted coldly and looked at Zhou Ziheng, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Sharp as a knife.
Cold as ice.
As soon as their eyes made contact, Zhou Ziheng instantly felt a chill rising to his bones, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, and his heart palpitations were extremely obvious.
Even the unfinished words came to an abrupt end.
Cold sweat flowed down Zhou Ziheng's cheeks.
People around were a little surprised.
Looking at Zhou Ziheng just now, it seemed that he wanted to teach the ignorant family of three a lesson. Why did he suddenly stop talking and behave extremely strangely?
Seems to be...scared?
Such speculation surprised everyone even more.
at this time.
"Hahaha!"
A burst of powerful laughter came.
The sound is powerful, powerful and penetrating.
"It's Crazy Sword Tao Heng!!!"
"Tao Heng is here!"
The crowd suddenly became commotion, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a figure rushing from a distance. It was very fast. With a few taps of its feet on the treetops, it landed steadily on a towering boulder beside Tianshui Lake.
The man was tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and sharp edges on his face, which fit the image of a "tough guy". He was wearing a black training uniform, with his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding a broad-bladed sword on his shoulder.
The action is wild and uninhibited.
Moreover, the shape of the knife is also very domineering. The knife is more than one meter long, the blade is very wide, the sharp edge is exposed, and the cold light flashes. People can't help but think of the Snow Drinking Knife of a certain style in a certain TV series.
Just as domineering.
Definitely a good knife.
The person coming is Ba Dao, Tao Heng!
"Qiang!"
Tao Heng swung his sword, and the blade penetrated directly into the boulder at his feet. Tao Heng pressed his hands on the handle of the sword, looked up to the right, with fighting intent burning in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Qi Xianyun!"
"Now that you're here, why don't you show up yet!"
The sound was like thunder, sweeping away.
The momentum is arrogant and fierce.
This kind of gesture is worthy of his title of "Domineering Sword".