A simple sentence from the middle-aged man once again made the people who were shocked by lightning.
They thought that the second Tang Pingfan was also a parallel person and a pawn arranged by a certain force.
But now, as the middle-aged man wiped off the camouflage on his face and showed the characteristics and face of one ear missing, everyone had to go into a trance.
Some people pretend that Tang Pingfan and Tang Beixuan are reasonable, but it is unnecessary to pretend that Tang Shier is not up or down.
This shows that 90% of Tang Shi'er in front of him are real people.
The guy in front of me was real Tang Shier, and the voice that he called himself Tang Pingfan just now would not be fake.
Because everyone knows Tang Shier's feelings for Tang Pingfan.
He will never allow anyone to destroy Tang Pingfan's reputation.
Moreover, the indecision of Chen Yuanyuan and Secretary Jiang's words invisibly proved Tang Shier's words.
Oh my God, Tang Shi'er is alive, Tang Pingfan is alive, Gaotai has a substitute.
This Tang Sect gathering is a great prime minister of the Six Kingdoms.
However, what impacted them the most was the four words "Tianzang Master".
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan were also incredibly looking at the fake Tang Pingfan on the platform.
Their brains are almost short-circuited. Even if the fake Tang Pingfan is not one of the two rabbits, he cannot be Master Tianzang?
Master Tianzang has a high position and a strong position, so how could he reduce his personality and pretend to be Tang Pingfan to control the Tang Sect?
And didn’t Master Tianzang die in a volcanic eruption?
But Tang Shi'er will never lie.
Is that a trick?
"Husband, I'm sorry, I almost harmed you."
When Song Hongyan thought of the fake Tang Pingfan as Master Tianzang, she felt scared.
The underestimation of the enemy almost made Ye Fan give him a head.
"Wife, it's not your business."
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I'm floating."
When dealing with the enemy, lions and tigers fight against rabbits should use all their strength. When rushing to the platform, you should give the opponent a dragon-slaying technique.
In the end, he just carried a samurai sword and chopped it down.
Ye Fan felt that he was arrogant.
Then he asked again: "Wife, is this Tang Shier real?"
"What? Are you still worried about the enemy's situation?"
Song Hongyan smiled: "The Gushi Kawaguchi and historians are all dead, so it should no longer be a bitter trick."
"The bitter meat scheme is limited, and it is impossible to fill it with so many elites."
"And the fake Tang Pingfan had already controlled the overall situation just now. As long as he slapped us two with one palm, he and Chen Yuanyuan could continue to control the entire venue."
Song Hongyan made a judgment: "Besides, the enemy will not save us even if he uses a bitter meat plan."
Ye Fan nodded gently: "It makes sense!"
"There is another point. These people are really Tang Shier's style of doing it."
Song Hongyan added: "Like Tang Pingfan, he likes to attack first."
"Too!"
Ye Fan nodded again, then had a hint of worry:
"If the faker is really Tianzang, can Tang Shier and others absolutely control the situation?"
The power of a Heavenly Realm master is comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb. Ye Fan feels that he doesn't use the dragon-slaying technique, and no ten of them are opponents.
Song Hongyan whispered softly: "Don't worry, if my father is really alive, he will definitely be able to restrain Tianzang."
"And he kills people, martial arts is always just a bad strategy."
She narrowed her eyes: "State is his best killer weapon."
Ye Fan smiled, held Song Hongyan's hand, and did not speak anymore, but turned his head to look at Tang Shier and the others.
Everyone present was like Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, and their eyes kept turning back and forth on Tang Shier and Master Tianzang.
"Master Tianzang, after so many years, can you still not get over the obstacles in your heart?"
At this time, the indifferent and majestic voice came from the door of the venue:
"Does the trauma left on you by the old master Ye's battle must be washed with the blood of the children of China?"
"Otherwise, with your current identity and martial arts, why do you do something dirty to pretend to be me and control the Tang Sect?"
"Master, you shouldn't have come, you shouldn't have done this."
"This not only shattered my respect for you, but also forced me to live and die with you."
"What a pity."
As the sound rang out, a large number of men and women in gray slowly poured into the door.
After entering the venue, they met with Tang Shier and others and surrounded the entire vast platform.
Then three men and one woman walked in.
An old man in black holding a pitch-black spear.
A burly big man holding a red axe.
An interracial woman carrying red feathers and white arrows.
There was also a middle-aged man holding a thick steel shield and fur all over his body.
They painted camouflage one by one, without showing their true faces, and seemed to not want others to lock their facial features.
They seemed to be similar to the other guards, but Ye Fan could clearly feel the aura of a strong man looming on them.
It was tempered through countless corpses and seas of blood.
Ye Fan secretly called out that they were not simple.
After entering, these people did not disperse, but faced the door slightly.
Then, a familiar figure came into everyone's sight.
Tang Pingfan, dressed in gray, walked in with a look of indifference.
Tang Shier hurriedly greeted him: "Brother!"
Song Hongyan also had a pretty face and shouted: "Dad!"
Ye Fan also stood up and greeted: "Master Tang Sect!"
More than 800 nephews of the Tang clan who were lying on the ground gathered their strength to kneel on the ground: "Welcome to the leader of the Tang clan!"
Some prestige and some blood relationships can make people instinctively believe without power or verification.
"Long time no see everyone!"
Tang Pingfan nodded slightly to everyone, then looked at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
That face without too much emotion smiled at Ye Fan and Song Hongyan:
"Ye Fan, Hongyan, thank you for your hard work these days."
He didn't say long time no see, obviously he has been paying attention to the two of them these days.
Seeing this, Tang Ruoxue sighed quietly, and felt indescribable.
"Dad, welcome back!"
Song Hongyan looked at her father who was resurrected from the dead and was thinner than before, and her complex-looking strides came forward to a hug.
This is for myself, for my mother, and for the Tang Sect's thoughts.ωωw..net
Tang Pingfan was a little uncomfortable with this harmonious relationship at first, but soon enjoyed the family happiness of father and daughter reunion.
He gently patted Song Hongyan on the back: "Dad, you are ashamed of you and Ye Fan, let you take on the mess."
Song Hongyan smiled slightly: "It's all over, it doesn't matter anymore. What's important is that you come back alive."
"Yes, it's all over, and Tang Sect will get better again."
Tang Pingfan smiled, then looked at Ye Fan and said, "Ye Fan, you are very good, very good."
Many praises ended up becoming two very good words, which is hard to express, and the highest praise for Ye Fan was the one.
Ye Fan smiled: "No, not good at all. Without the leader of the Tang Sect, there are too many monsters and monsters in the Tang Sect, which makes the beauty work hard."
"Hahaha, I cherish my beauty so much, it seems that she is right to marry you."
Tang Pingfan laughed again, and then patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:
"Okay, let's have a good chat with each other when I finish handling tonight."
After saying that, he slowly walked forward with his hands on his back, his eyes still falling on Master Tianzang's face and smiled:
"Master, I have appeared. You are still wearing a simulated mask. Wouldn't it be bad?"
Tang Pingfan never looked at Chen Yuanyuan and Secretary Jiang from beginning to end, and seemed to have not taken the two women seriously.
Chen Yuanyuan and Secretary Jiang's faces were gloomy and fearful, and Tang Pingfan's pressure made them unable to say a word.
Only when they saw Master Tianzang, there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Hearing Tang Pingfan’s question, Master Tianzang was silent first, then sighed:
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, I can be you, you can be me."
"All scripts are written by the winner."
“So it doesn’t matter how I look now.”
Master Tianzang said lightly: "What is important is victory."
Tang Pingfan nodded slightly when he heard this: "What the master said is reasonable, and no matter what face or identity is, it doesn't matter."
“What matters is who survives tonight.”
"But I am still curious, why did the master demote himself and pretend to be me to take charge of the Tang Sect?"
He smiled and said, "Although your replacement is just a backup plan, it still means you have this intention?"
Ye Fan and Song Hongyan also nodded slightly, but they couldn't figure out how Master Tianzang would do such a thing.
The Tang Sect and Yang Kingdom have a mortal grudge, but fighting and killing is not the turn of many masters of Tianzang who have transcendent resources and status.
Master Tianzang kept peace: "This is my destiny."
"Fate?"
Tang Pingfan smiled and said, "I can't see it."
"If it's really fate, the master should take action himself when hunting thousands of miles."
"Is it true that the master made a breakthrough by soaking in the golden potion and was forcibly invaded by Masako Keiguchi and injured his basic martial arts about to fall back?"
"You know that you haven't had enough time, so you reduced your identity to Hengcheng and his party, took charge of the Tang Sect and harmed Shenzhou, and won the Yang Kingdom time to develop?"
Tang Pingfan pointed to the Buddha's heart and shouted: