When the man in black robe saw five paper figures entangling Zhang Fan and Xiao Chong, he tried to escape from the place.
It was not difficult for the two paper men who were at the sixth level of Qi Refining to suppress Xiao Chong. Under the fierce attacks of the two paper men, Xiao Chong was retreating steadily.
Zhang Fan, who is in the first stage of the Qi Movement Realm, is still very strong even when facing three paper figures. Every punch will throw the body of a paper figure away, and two of them are even more powerful after Zhang Fan's two punches.
Then, it was beaten to pieces and turned into a pile of waste paper.
While the man in black robe was escaping, he looked back and saw Zhang Fan's powerful strength, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. Although he knew that Zhang Fan's strength was in the Qi Movement realm, he did not expect Zhang Fan to be so powerful.
Zhang Fan punched out again, and the body of the last paper man was thrown away again, turning into a pile of bamboo sticks and waste paper.
The next moment, Zhang Fan was seen mobilizing all the energy in his body and rushing towards the man in black robe.
Zhang Fan's speed was more than five times that of the man in black robe. Almost in an instant, he came to the man in black robe. That big hand grabbed the man in black robe with a thunderous force and went straight to his neck.
Feeling Zhang Fan's big hand coming towards him, the black-robed man's heart sank hard. He tried his best to speed forward, but he was unable to do so, and his speed did not increase much at all. However, Zhang Fan's hand
Getting closer and closer to his neck, he could already feel the pressure brought by the powerful Qi wrapped in Zhang Fan's hands, and his heart sank to the bottom at this time.
Just when Zhang Fan's big hand was less than five centimeters away from the black-robed man's neck, an old Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe, with gray hair and orange peel-like wrinkles on his cheeks suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Fan.
Seeing this figure, Zhang Fan frowned.
Then, I saw the old man in gray robe stretched out his big hand like a dead tree and struck directly towards Zhang Fan's chest. The speed was extremely fast, and the power contained in the palm was also extremely powerful.
Zhang Fan felt like he was overwhelmed by mountains.
Under this tyrannical force, Zhang Fan had no choice but to retract the palm he had grabbed at the black-robed man's neck, and slapped it hard at the gray-robed old man's big, dead-wood-like hand.
"boom……"
A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted from the impact point, and circles of invisible energy fluctuations spread in all directions.
Zhang Fan's body took several steps back in an instant, and the gray-robed old man also took a step back. The next moment, he saw the gray-robed old man glance at his palm, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
, looked at Zhang Fan and said: "It turned out to be "Yang Jue"! It's really not easy for you to have such ability at such a young age. That old guy Zhang Yuan can be considered a successor."
Hearing the gray-robed old man's words, Zhang Aifan's eyebrows twitched slightly and he subconsciously asked, "Do you know my grandfather?"
When Zhang Fan had a violent collision with the gray-robed old man just now, he carefully felt the realm of the gray-robed old Taoist. However, to his disappointment, he did not feel what realm the gray-robed old Taoist was in, because, the gray-robed old Taoist
His strength is much higher than his.
According to Zhang Fan's estimation, this gray-robed old man has the fourth stage of the Qi Movement Realm.
Strength.
The old man in gray robe did not directly answer Zhang Fan's words, but said: "You have also seen my strength, you are no match for me, and I guarantee him, you should leave on your own!"
Although the gray-robed old man's voice was calm, there was a strong sense of confidence in it.
"This man has done many evil things and killed more than thirty people in the village. As a member of Xuanmen, you should not protect him like this." Zhang Fan glanced at the gray-robed old man and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the old man in gray robe laughed "haha", and then a cold look appeared on his face. He gritted his teeth tightly and said bitterly: "Some people are born to die like me! I advise you not to
Mind your own business, otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless!”
A powerful burst of true energy suddenly burst out from the body of the gray-robed old man, pressing in the direction of Zhang Fan.
"snort!"
Zhang Fan straightened his chest and snorted coldly, showing an attitude of not flinching.
"I don't know where the phrase 'some people are born to die' comes from. I don't know what grudges you have with the people in the village. As a person of the divination lineage, I can see clearly.
The villagers are good and evil, so your words are simply nonsense." Zhang Fan said coldly.
At the banquet to thank them yesterday, Zhang Fan looked at the faces of almost everyone. The people in the village were all ordinary farmers. They had never done anything harmful to nature. How could they be born to die?
In this world, there are some people who always attribute their own mistakes, mistakes, or bad experiences to others. This gray-robed old man is probably such a person.
"Then it seems that you are going to confront me head-on?" The gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in them.
"So what if your grandfather is Zhang Yuan? In our lineage, Zhang Yuan can't bully him if he wants to! Huh!" The gray-robed old man continued to snort angrily, and powerful Qi condensed on his palms, making gestures.
He wanted to take action against Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan clenched his fists, pretending to fight to the death with the gray-robed Taoist priest.
But at this moment, a hollow and vicissitudes of voice reached everyone's ears, "The affairs of this village will be put on hold for a year or two. Don't conflict with Zhang Yuan's descendants. Come back as soon as possible!"
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Hearing this voice, the gray-robed Taoist priest was slightly startled. After looking around, he said: "My lord, you promised me that you would leave the affairs of the village to me!"
"Didn't you hear what I said? I asked you to come back quickly!"
At this time, the voice sounded again, with a hint of anger in it.
The gray-robed Taoist priest looked at the sky and smacked his mouth, with a depressed expression on his face, and sighed heavily.
"Boy, let's wait and see!" After saying that, the old man in gray robe grabbed the shoulder of the man in black robe and stormed away into the distance.
The gray-robed old Taoist was too strong. Zhang Fan simply couldn't catch up with the gray-robed old Taoist, so he simply stopped chasing him. However, it was not difficult to tell from the vicissitudes of voice that just resounded throughout the sky that the people in this village were
People will not be in any danger in the short term.
However, Zhang Fan also vaguely felt from the side that this village did not seem to be a simple village.
"Mr. Zhang!" At this moment, Zhang Fan heard Xiao Chong's voice coming from behind him.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but look back. At this time, Xiao Chong was no longer as clean and tidy as before, his clothes were ragged, there was still a trace of blood on some parts, and his two eyes had turned black and blue.