"It turns out he is the younger brother of a contemporary swordsman. No wonder he is so confident in his words."
Lu Fan smiled, but then said disdainfully: "So what? Do you think that with the title of Sword Immortal's younger brother, you can scare people outside? In fact, you may not even be able to hit me with a finger."
"You!" Song Jianming's face was gloomy, and he glared at Lu Fan fiercely. He moved his fingers slightly, as if he was about to take action, but he forcibly endured it, "I'm just not treating the person. Look, you brought me
Most of these people have just entered the realm of grand masters, and most of them only have a few levels of zhenqi. None of them have broken through ten levels, so that's all. There are even two lowest-level warriors..."
"The year-end trial, Shifang City, is a terrifying existence that even the strongest are taboo about. It's not something that just a cat or a dog can go to."
After a pause, Song Jianming squinted his eyes and said: "How about this, I use my breath and pressure to test their strength. If they can withstand my breath, then I won't care and let them enter the tenth century."
Fangcheng is participating in the year-end trial. If they can't even hold my breath, I'm sorry, I have to let them stay in Beiliao City."
"After all, you people are likely to hold us back and slow down our Song family."
"Okay, since you've said it all, you can just try it."
Yang Zipei laughed mockingly: "Do you really think you are some kind of master who can oppress us with your breath?"
Hai Ziyuan snorted softly. She was a member of the Thirteenth Taibao who broke through. She had been killing people at higher levels all her life. She naturally didn't pay attention to a mere grandmaster who didn't even have long hair.
Moreover, before setting off, these people all took the remnants of the elixir that Lu Fan brewed for Tang Huanxi.
It feels like I have made another breakthrough just on the short journey.
Now I am confident and not afraid of the people in front of me at all.
"I don't know what's good or bad!" Song Jianming's eyes flashed with a hint of joking, and he suddenly roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. "Kneel down!!!!"
Boom~~~~!!!!
An invisible and qualitative oppressive power burst out from Song Jianming's body, covering the people brought over by Lu Fan like a tornado.
Song Jianming is a terrifying master who has condensed eleven strands of true energy in his body. He is the backbone of the younger generation of the Song family. He has been hidden away by the Song family. This time he finally came out and stood out. Naturally, he will not let go of this opportunity to become famous.
, once you take action, use all your strength.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the breath was swept away, Yang Zipei and others were simply motionless, and the expressions on their faces did not change at all.
"Huh?" Song Jianming returned without success and his eyes suddenly widened. "Impossible. They are obviously so weak. Why can they block my aura from oppressing them?"
The next second.
Zhang Zihao stepped forward, a flash of scarlet suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then roared: "Kneel down!"
Zhang Zihao himself is the Grand Master of the Nine Paths of Qi, and his strength is comparable to that of Song Jianming. Coupled with his werewolf physique and bloodthirsty temperament, he has been honed in countless bloody battles of life and death.
There is no comparison with the flowers in a greenhouse like Song Jianming.
A roar.
In an instant, the billowing, extremely fierce, and chilling murderous intent swept directly towards Song Jianming.
In the void, there is a bloody wave condensed, it is really ferocious and terrifying!