"Brother, have you heard? The Tianpeng clan's ancestral graves were dug up, and even several saint kings died."
"Tch, you are already behind on this news. Not only do I know that the Tianpeng tribe's ancestral land has been run away, I also know that the murderer is a young man."
"That's right, I've heard about this too. This young man not only dug up the ancestral land of the Tianpeng tribe, but also went on a killing spree in the Holy City. He directly slaughtered the Hall of Red Dust and the geniuses of all races, and even killed them outside the city.
Many strong men."
"I really admire this young man now. He has provoked so many wealthy clans at once, and he can still dig up the Tianpeng clan's ancestral graves without hesitation. That's so awesome!"
"I think that brother is going to be in bad luck. The leader of the Tianpeng tribe directly deduced his appearance. I am afraid that he has already led the strong men in the tribe to capture him."
"..."
The diners nearby were whispering.
Talking about recent events.
Zhuang Fan listened to their conversation word for word.
"I didn't expect that the leader of the Tianpeng tribe has this kind of secret method that can deduce the past? It seems that before taking action next time, all traces must be erased."
Zhuang Fan put down his bamboo chopsticks.
Pick up a glass of wine.
He took a sip.
I thought to myself.
Later.
He paid for the meal.
He got up and left the tavern.
Walking towards the outside of the town.
Now that the people of the Tianpeng tribe are chasing him everywhere.
Then he would do the opposite.
Take the initiative to hunt down those strong men from the Tianpeng tribe.
But not before he left the city.
Then I saw groups of cavalry flying down from the sky, wearing armor and riding ferocious beasts.
Directly surrounded the town.
Brandishing the weapon in his hand.
Start driving out the people in the town.
brought them together.
The leader is holding a portrait.
Compare them one by one.
"I was just talking about looking for them, but I didn't expect this group of Tianpeng people to arrive so quickly. I just happened to attack these soldiers first, interrogate the whereabouts of the others, and kill them one by one."
Zhuang Fan touched his chin.
Stare at those soldiers.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
Walked over.
"That young man, please stay where you are and don't move. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you."
Zhuang Fan's movement immediately attracted the attention of the guarding soldiers.
Immediately scolded him.
at the same time.
He pulled out the sparkling sword.
He came over cursing.
Said: "You are fucking deaf. Can't you hear me talking to you? I want you to stand where you are and don't..."
"roll!"
The soldier hadn't finished speaking yet.
Zhuang Fan opened his mouth and spit out the word "Go".
It's like a sledgehammer.
It hit the soldier directly.
Hit it and send it flying away.
All the bones in the body were broken.
Like a dead dog.
He fell hard to the ground.
It continued to slide backwards for nearly ten meters before stopping.
Every pore on his body was leaking blood.
Dye it into a bloody man.
Not only that.
The vitality in his body was also disappearing rapidly.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
It turned into a cold corpse.
There is a sudden movement here.
It immediately attracted the attention of other soldiers.
All had their weapons drawn.
They gathered towards Zhuang Fan.
Surround them directly.
"You little beast, you are so brave. You dare to attack people from the Tianpeng tribe. You will die today."
"Captain, this kid looks familiar. Is he the murderer that the patriarch asked us to arrest?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Brothers, catch this kid and take him back to the Tianpeng clan to make the clan leader punished."
"..."
After seeing Zhuang Fan's appearance clearly.
The faces of the Tianpeng tribe soldiers who came around all showed joy.
It's true that you can't find anywhere even if you step on iron shoes.
It takes no effort at all.
I didn't expect to randomly search in a small town.
The murderer was actually found.
This is truly a gift from heaven.
Let them get awards from the patriarch.
"Haha... You guys are so stupid, you still want to arrest me?"
"Cao Zi...Sword Technique!"
Zhuang Fan glanced disdainfully at these soldiers whose cultivation level was no higher than the fifth level of Saint Realm.
An extremely tall three-leaf sword grass immediately condensed behind him.
A sharp sword energy fell down.
Kill those soldiers.
"Puff puff……"
All of a sudden.
Blood is flying.
Heads rolled down.
Headless corpses fell to the ground.
The blood spurting out from the neck stained the ground red.
When those soldiers faced the sword energy from the three-leaf sword grass.
There wasn't even a chance to resist.
His neck was chopped off directly.
Only the captain holding the portrait was left, standing there blankly.
A look of intense horror appeared on his face.
"Tell me, where are the remaining strong men from the Tianpeng clan who are responsible for the search?"
Zhuang Fan's eyes were cold.
There was no emotion in the voice.
He asked coldly.
"You...you can't even get a word out of my mouth. I won't even die..."
The soldier captain suppressed the fear in his heart.
He spoke intermittently.
But before he could finish speaking.
A cold light flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.
The three-leaf sword grass behind him immediately shed a sword energy.
It instantly penetrated his eyebrows.
All the vitality in his body was wiped out.
Later.
Zhuang Fan stepped in front of the soldier captain.
He grabbed his head with his hands.
Forcibly strip out the soul from his body.
Start browsing his memories.
After a while.
The rapidly flashing images in Zhuang Fan's eyes disappeared.
What replaced it was clarity.
He used his divine power to condense a divine sword.
Directly cutting off the useless memory of the soldier captain.
"It turns out that this small team was only temporarily sent to search the town, and the real team gathered in Yunzhong City three hundred miles away.
The leader of the team is the top saint king, and there may even be a great saint-level power hidden in the secret. If we want to take down this group of strong men from the Tianpeng tribe, it seems we have to rely on the power of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation."
Zhuang Fan pondered.
Directly tearing apart space.
Went in.
Head to Yunzhong City.
As he left.
Those who were driven over by Tianpeng tribe soldiers.
He looked at the headless corpses on the ground with horror.
Talk in a low voice.
Whisper.
"Oh no! I didn't expect this brother to be a ruthless person who dared to dig into the Tianpeng clan's ancestral graves. We seemed to have had dinner with him in a tavern just now?"
"Looking at his appearance, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his strength is ridiculously strong. Killing these saint-level veterans of hundreds of battles is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables."
"Such a fierce man is simply my idol and the belief of us casual cultivators. From today on, I will be his loyal little leg!"