His eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan, with a look of horror on his face.

This time, he was fully prepared.

You could say, give it your full attention!

However, like the last time, he still failed to catch Zhang Fan's sword.

This time, he tried his best.

Moreover, the injury was more serious than before.

The most important thing is that if Wan Jian hadn't helped block it, he would have been really in danger this time.

"What, do you believe it?" Murong Pei came to Zhou Sheng's side and whispered.

"What the fuck..." After holding it in for a long time, Zhou Sheng cursed.

Zhang Fan's sword is so damn magical.

Is that guy still a human being?

Hold!

At the ninth level of transformation, if you say it's overturned, it's overturned. Isn't this an exaggeration?

At this moment, Bing Wu and Bing Qi were speechless for a while!

Zhang Fan's sword was much stronger than the previous one.

Could it be that Zhang Fan's strength could be stronger?

But, how is this possible!

Really, Bing Wu and Bing Qi were a little scared.

If Zhang Fan reaches the realm of destiny, will they also be hacked for fun?

This is such a big joke.

Damn it, you haven’t offended Zhang Fan in the past two days, have you?

"Uncle Nan, are you okay?" Zhang Fan immediately ran to Zhang Nan's side and took out the elixir.

"It's okay, pfft!" Zhang Nan shook his head, and as soon as he said a few words, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Shut up!" Zhou Sheng grabbed Zhang Nan and walked into the house.

What a shame!

What a shame!

A person who was at the ninth level of the Void Realm was chopped to such a degree by a boy who was in the Guiyuan realm. It was so fucking embarrassing.

Zhou Sheng decided not to let Zhang Nan come out for a walk in the future.

"Boy, you're awesome!" Wan Jian gave Zhang Fan a thumbs up, then turned around and ran away.

He failed to show off just now, he has no shame to stay here anymore.

Zhang Fan's sword is so strong, he must have learned it from his master. There is no use for him to stay here.

At this time, Ma Wei also woke up.

Seeing the blood on the ground, Ma Wei immediately jumped up: "Wucao, Brother Zhang, you have gone too far. Between us brothers, are you so cruel?"

In an instant, Ma Wei stretched out his hand and touched his face randomly.

"Hey, you're not injured! So what's going on with this blood?" Ma Wei was confused!

"Go and see your master!" Murong Pei stretched out his hand, held down Ma Wei's head, and pushed it aside.

"My master? What happened to my master?" Ma Wei was curious, then turned and walked towards the room.

"Wucao, Master, what's wrong with you, Wucao, who, who did this!" Seeing Zhang Nan's miserable condition, Ma Wei immediately roared.

In an instant, he hugged Zhou Sheng's arm: "Pavilion Master, you must avenge my master. He is yours."

Zhou Sheng:!!!

This bastard is so annoying.

As for Zhang Nan, her originally bloodless face turned even whiter.

"Mawei, come here!" Zhang Nan whispered.

"Master, what's wrong!" Ma Wei walked over quickly.

The next moment, Zhang Nan raised his hand and slapped Ma Wei directly on the head.

In an instant, Ma Wei rolled his eyes and fainted.

"You have no eyesight at all, what are you asking about? Silly B!" Zhang Nan scolded with a livid face.

"There must be something wrong with your mind, my apprentice." Zhou Sheng raised his leg and kicked the unconscious Ma Wei to the foot of the wall.

Outside, watching all this, Zhang Fan's mouth twitched.

Brother Ma is so miserable.

Forget it, we can't stay here any longer, someone may die if we continue to stay.

"Uncle Murong, I will leave first. We have just broken through and our strength is not yet stable. We have to go back to consolidate." Zhang Fan said.

"Well, go ahead! I'll handle it here, don't have any psychological burden!" Murong Pei comforted you.

Zhang Fan nodded, turned around and left.

I hope Uncle Nan’s injury is not serious!

With Zhou Sheng and Murong Pei, there should be no problem.

"Alas! I thought he was okay before, but now it seems that he is really fierce. Alas, it would be great if he could be my son-in-law." Looking at Zhang Fan's back, Murong Pei looked envious.

Such a perverted boy, I wonder what kind of bad old man he would be able to take advantage of.

It would be nice if Murong Xiaoxiao was younger.

This bastard thing is not good at anything, but he is the first to eat!

But soon, Murong Pei's eyes flickered violently.

Wait a minute, why are Bingqi and Bing5 following Zhang Fan?

Wo Cao, aren't they protecting Fu Ming?

You know, the bodyguards of the Alchemist Association will not follow other people.

The next moment, Murong Pei quickly turned his head: "Zhou Sheng, Zhou Sheng, have you seen Fu Ming?"

"No! What?" Zhou Sheng said in surprise.

"No? What about Bing Wu and Bing Qi? Why did they follow Zhang Fan?" Murong Pei said in shock.

"Ah? That's right! What are they doing with Zhang Fan?" At this moment, Zhou Sheng was also startled.

At this moment, Zhang Fan was sitting on a chair, looking in the direction of the dark hall, with a myriad of thoughts.

How are the two ladies, Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan, doing now?

Have they gained weight in the past two years?

Have you been bullied?

Did you miss me?

No, no! I can't stay any longer.

The next moment, Zhang Fan rushed out of the window.

Soldier Five, Soldier Seven:???

What else are you trying to do?

Wocao, aren't you looking for someone to fight with again?

At this moment, Bing Wu and Bing Qi were a little panicked.

With Zhang Fan's fighting ability, how many of the younger generation can beat him?

In their impression, there is absolutely no such thing!

Please, can you be an alchemist with peace of mind?

Is it interesting to fight every day?

Alas, do you want to report this matter to Zhuge Changping?

How many more people should you ask him to send?

Otherwise, if Zhang Fan, a young boy, gets into trouble and doesn't pay attention and hacks a few people to death, in the current situation on Death Island, if he hacks to death a few young sect leaders or something like that, the world will not be shattered.

The next moment, Bing Wu took out a communication talisman!

"President, please send two more people."
To be continued...