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Chen Fan sneered, "When faced with a powerful enemy, everyone hides their own combat power. Do they think others are stupid?"
Chang Sihai looked very ashamed, "Brother Chen Fan, if you say so, who can order them to go out and fight?"
"After all, Hei Wuchang's strength is too strong. Anyone who takes action will be killed. Instead of taking the initiative to die, it is better to hide far away, not seeking merit, but seeking no loss!"
"But if this happens, then the entire Northern Tribulation Star will be devastated and turned into nothingness. At that time, what is the need for these ancient sects to continue to exist?"
Chen Fan's tone was full of sarcasm.
"Elder Chang, please send a message to the chief elders of the ten ancient sects, saying that I, Chen Fan, can look for a way to check and balance Hei Wuchang, but I absolutely don't want to see Hei Wuchang in the north.
There are thousands of miles of killing on the Calamity Star, but no one dares to come out and stop it!"
"That's right, I didn't expect that you, a mere junior, would actually have such an awareness!"
Suddenly an erratic voice came from a distance.
Others didn't know the voice clearly, but Chen Fan recognized it immediately. It was the voice of Hou Zhong, the head of the Kunlun Sword Sect.
Chen Fan's face turned dark at that moment.
When Chen Fan followed the Grand Pavilion Master to the Kunlun Sword Sect, it was Hou Zhong who threw himself into the most vicious prison because he hated the Grand Pavilion Master.
If Master Taiyi hadn't taken action, I'm afraid that Chen Fan would have turned into a pile of withered bones in the First Fierce Prison.
With such hatred, how could Chen Fan have any good feelings toward Hou Zhong.
Especially Hou Zhong was still in front of him, pretending to be a senior, which made Chen Fan feel even more unhappy.
"Master Hou, has it been that you, the Kunlun Sword Sect, have forgotten Lao Zhenren Taiyi's will? Or do you, Hou Zhong, not care about Lao Zhenren's decree at all?"
Chen Fan asked, making Hou Zhong's face become very ugly.
"Chen Fan, you are just a junior who has just made a breakthrough. How can you talk to me with such an attitude?"
Chen Fan sneered, "If you are the kind of senior who has high morals and high prestige, I will naturally respect you, but what about you? A person who is unscrupulous and does not know how to respect his seniors, but he comes to me and shows his qualifications as a senior, you are worthy
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Hou Zhong's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Chen Fan with a dark face, "Boy, you are looking for death!"
Chen Fan burst out laughing, "I'm looking for death. Didn't you just want to kill me at the beginning? If the old man hadn't taken action, I would have been tricked and killed by you!"
The conversation between the two people made Chang Sihai and Zhang Buxuan look dumbfounded.
When did Chen Fan become so stubborn that he dared to directly challenge the leader of the Kunlun Sword Sect, the largest sect in the Northern Tribulation Continent?
I don’t know if Chen Fan is brave or if he is ignorant and fearless.
Not to mention Hou Zhong's identity, just his strength and strength, which has been in the Three Flowers Gathering Realm for hundreds of years, is not something that Chen Fan, who has just entered the Three Flowers Gathering Realm, can compete with.
But at this time, Hou Zhong obviously didn't want to get involved in these matters with Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan, I am here this time on behalf of several ancient places. I want to tell you that I want you to properly handle the matters entrusted by the old master!"
Chen Fan frowned slightly and stared at Hou Zhong opposite.
"Why should I listen to you? When the old master passed away, he made it very clear that in order to protect countless living beings in the Northern Tribulation Continent, he risked his lifespan, came out of the first murderous prison, and killed
Kill that Bai Wuchang!"
"But now, Hei Wuchang is killing people wantonly on the Northern Tribulation Continent. They have already killed thousands of miles. But what about you? You are simply considered one of the top ten ancient sects. How can you be worthy of the respect and awe that ordinary people have for you!"
"What kind of bullshit gods are you worshiping? You are just a bunch of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Chen Fan snorted angrily, turned around and walked away!
Hou Zhong stepped out of the way and blocked Chen Fan's path.
"Where are you going?"
Chen Fan frowned, "It's none of your business where I want to go, Master Hou, if you don't want to turn against me, please get out of my way!"
Hou Zhong nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, today I will let you see what it means to truly petition for the people and benefit all living beings!"
After Hou Zhong gritted his teeth and scolded ferociously, a spiritual talisman was ignited from his fingers.
As Hou Zhong shouted the order, the spiritual talisman instantly turned into a stream of green smoke and dispersed in all directions.
There was not much time, and all parties responded with howls.
Hou Zhong's face looked slightly satisfied, "Chen Fan, we have known for a long time that this Hei Wuchang is definitely not an ordinary real-person master, so we deliberately left him room to attack, and finally set up a trap to kill him in one fell swoop."
Chen Fan sneered, "But I didn't see the trap you laid, but I only saw thousands of miles of red land, with endless killings!"
As Chen Fan kept sarcastic and sarcastic, Hou Zhong could no longer bear Chen Fan's attitude.
"Boy, just wait for me. If I don't burn you completely, I will be a man in vain!"
Hou Zhong finally let go of the harsh words and then left angrily.
Stepping into the Northern Tribulation Continent, if you want to find traces of Hei Wuchang, you don't need to look for it. The smell of blood is really too strong. Even accomplished cultivators like Chen Fan have different reactions to it.
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Standing in front of a village, nearly a hundred villagers were barely clothed and had no food to eat. They were already living in poverty. Now they were brutally slaughtered by Hei Wuchang. All of them were exposed to the wilderness, and they were about to be blackmailed throughout the entire Northern Tribulation Continent.
Impermanence left a bloody trail.
Chen Fan did not follow Hou Zhong to leave, but Hou Zhong finally gathered a group of men. Although half of these men were disciples of the Kunlun Sword Sect, the rest were also some of the strongest among the casual cultivators.
In addition, Chen Fan noticed that there were no sect disciples from other ancient lands among them.
In any case, after Chen Fan's passionate scolding, the Kunlun Sword Sect began to operate, and cultivators from other ancient lands were quietly participating.
"Elder Chang, where is Hei Wuchang? Do you have a general direction?"
Chang Sihai also saw that Chen Fan really wanted to see Hei Wuchang.
Chang Sihai sighed, "Chen Fan, you have to be careful this time. We are less than two hundred miles away from here. Last night we found that Hei Wuchang seemed to have stopped temporarily, but I don't know if he was resting."
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Chen Fan shook his head, "I don't think it's possible to rest. A powerful person in the realm of real people may not be able to defeat the opponent even if it lasts for many days. Now that Hei Wuchang has stopped, he is preparing to fight us directly.
Is his friend Bai Wuchang taking revenge?"
Obviously, Hei Wuchang suddenly stopped. The only explanation is that Hei Wuchang was preparing to take action against the mighty power of the Gudi sect.