Sun Chongming, the grandson of Sun Ning, the great elder of the Qingfeng Sect, is ranked third in the inner sect, is at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, and is about to break through to the ninth level. He is very talented, and he is quite handsome, with long hair pulled up high and a straight nose.
, a pair of rather gloomy eyes, and wearing a white-gold robe.
"Little beast! It depends on the owner to beat a dog! Who do you think you are and how dare you teach my people a lesson?" Sun Chongming looked at Su Fan angrily and said.
"Haha? Who do you think you are? This is the place where Qingfeng Sect registers. Is Qingfeng Sect run by your family? As long as you say Qingfeng Sect is run by your family, I will turn around and leave immediately. Otherwise, don't beep.
Damn it! Who do you think you are!" Su Fan was merciless when he cursed people.
"court death!"
Sun Chongming was furious. He raised his hand directly in the air. A force of energy condensed in his palm and struck Su Fan with a heavy blow. The power of this blow was more powerful than any blow Su Fan had ever encountered. It was already beyond what Su Fan could resist at present.
The range was so large that just the breath of this big palm made Su Fan extremely uncomfortable.
"Kneel down! Apologize!"
Sun Zhongming's big hand pressed down, and Su Fan felt that the bones in his body were cracking, as if they were about to be crushed into pieces. The sweat on his forehead was dripping, but Su Fan was holding on.
"Xiaofan!"
"Brother Su!"
The three of them, Su Kuang, used their energy to resist this pressure. The pressure on Su Fan suddenly decreased a lot, and he was finally able to breathe.
"Boy, let's see how long you can hold on," Sun Zhongming continued to release his energy, and the pressure continued to rise. Su Fan was almost reaching his limit.
"Qingfeng Sect, I can't see this. If it's really rubbish like you, then I, Su Fan, have come to the wrong place," Su Fan shouted loudly, while the spiritual power in his body continued to work crazily to resist this pressure. This pressure
The pressure is too strong.
snort!
Is it your Sun family that has the final say in this Qingfeng Sect? A cold snort sounded, and a simple voice directly defeated Sun Chongming's pressure.
Sun Chongming immediately became frightened when he sensed the coming person's aura. He already knew who was coming.
"Senior! Just for the sake of my grandfather, please don't worry about this, okay?" Sun Chongming's attitude was very low. Many people who signed up didn't know the inside story, and they were shocked for a moment.
"How much is your grandfather's face worth to me? If you need me to give him face, I will just say one thing."
"Get out! If you don't get out, you'll die!"
A domineering voice sounded. This voice made Sun Chongming break out in cold sweat and he did not dare to speak anymore. He stared at Su Fan. If eyes could kill, Su Fan would have been killed tens of thousands of times.
snort!
Sun Chongming snorted heavily and turned around to leave. The losers behind him also left together, and the original noise in the square resumed.
"Registration continues."
After saying this sentence, the voice disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.
The pressure on Su Fan disappeared instantly, and he felt a lot more relaxed. He almost fell to the ground.
"Sun Chongming, let's wait and see. If I don't kill you, I won't call you Su Fan." At this moment, Su Fan also felt angry in his heart, and left the registration place with the support of Su Kuang and others.
"Boss, are we going to let this go?" a scoundrel said to Sun Chongming.
"Forget it, how is it possible? He was lucky enough to have that lunatic show up today. I will let him know what cruelty is when we wait for the assessment." A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Sun Chongming's mouth. Su Fan didn't know that he was already being taken care of.
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"Let's go! I'll find someone to run it when I go back," Sun Chongming said to a few losers, and they left the registration venue together.
Su Fan and others returned to the inn they rented. Su Fan just entered the room and spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath became weak.
"Brother Su!"
"Xiaofan!"
Several people nervously helped Su Fan sit on the bed and looked at Su Fan with worried faces.
"I'm fine, I'll just take a rest. You guys go down first! Don't cause trouble." Su Fan said to a few people, silently running the Nine Lotus Battle Techniques to begin to recover from the injuries caused by the pressure.
But within one night, Su Fan's injuries had recovered, and the strength in his body had increased a lot. It seemed that only under pressure could the body's potential be unleashed. Su Fan sighed secretly.
"You country bumpkins, if you break our things and don't pay us immediately, don't blame us for being rude if you don't pay us."
"We didn't break your things. You didn't take them properly. What does it have to do with us? You are blackmailing us."
"We all saw that you broke it and you still want to deny it. You won't be able to leave this inn today unless you pay compensation."
Su Fan had just woken up when he heard a commotion in the hall. There was a commotion, as if someone was arguing. Su Fan opened the door and walked out.
In the hall, Su Kuang and three others were arguing with a group of more than a dozen people. They were blushing and Su Kuang was about to take action.
"These people must be from out of town! Don't you know that Wang Wei is the most arrogant person in this city? Many people from out of town have been robbed by him."
"Brother, who is this Wang Wei?" Several people on the side were whispering to each other.
"You don't even know Wang Wei. His father is an elder of the Qingfeng Sect. He also used his father's power to form gangs in this city and set up some kind of powerful group to rob these people from other places. Wang Wei himself
He is also one of the top fifty among the outer disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, and his cultivation has reached the second level of the Yuan Dan Realm."
hiss
"If you are so powerful, then this guy is not easy to mess with!"
"Who says it's not the case? This guy has been arrogant here all these years and no one can care about him, charging a lot of protection fees."
"What's going on!" Su Fan came to Su Kuang and others and asked.
"Brother Su, these guys wanted to sit at a table with us as soon as they came. When we said it was full, they forced us to squeeze in. In the process of squeezing, a broken bowl fell down and broke.
They insisted that we broke it and asked us to help with the money." Nangong Yu told the whole story.
"Boy, you are their eldest brother, so it's up to you to pay for this!" Wang Wei, who was opposite, looked at Su Fan with a joking face and said.
"Oh! Then tell me how to compensate and how much compensation is appropriate!" Su Fan asked, looking at the dozen or so people opposite him with a smile.
"this……,"
Wang Wei was also a little confused. What kind of routine was this? This guy didn't play according to the routine! I prepared so many people to deal with them, but how could I take action? Wang Wei was annoyed for a while.
"This is a treasure passed down from my family. It's worth 10 million, yes! It's worth 10 million, so just pay 10 million! How about we just let this matter go?" Wang Wei said.
"Ten million! Okay." Su Fan agreed without hesitation and threw the storage bag out. The moment the storage bag was thrown out, Su Fan also moved. He gathered the power of the dragon and elephant with one punch and rushed out.
, hit Wang Wei hard.
"Yuanjia Body Protection"
Wang Wei's reaction was not slow, and he directly condensed the body-protecting elemental armor after reacting. This punch hit Wang Wei's body-protecting elemental armor alive.
Su Kuang and the others killed them all almost instantly. Three Yuan Dan realm auras burst out, and Su Kuang and the others punched everyone away one by one.
"Explosive punch"
Su Fan used another martial arts skill, and a fist struck Wang Wei directly with a cracking sound. Wang Wei vomited blood and was directly thrown away.
"Jingji Sword"
Su Fan quickly placed his sword on Wang Wei's neck. The blade of the sword penetrated Wang Wei's neck, and a stream of blood spurted out. The fear of death was gradually controlling him.
"You can't kill me. My father is an elder of Qingfeng Sect. Killing me will not do you any good."
"The last thing I am immune to is threats," Su Fan's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand became heavier again.
"Brother, uncle! Spare my life. Wang Wei knelt down in front of Su Fan and cried and begged for mercy. Everyone around him was dumbfounded. Is this still the original Wang Wei? They all looked incredulous.