Eight hundred and twentieth chapter Tianhua old man
"Who is that person? Don't come near!" A low shout sounded out, and Chen Fan and Lu Yun came closer. From a barren mountain, a fearful and dazzling aura rose up. This aura came down overwhelmingly, and a wave of
This old man with white beard and hair is clearly a master in the middle stage of Bao Dan.
The master of Tianxuan Continent!
And beside this man, there were four masters who were in the early stages of holding pills, all of them from Tianxuan Continent.
"Senior, that's it." After taking a look at this man, Lu Yun's eyes showed no trace of emotion. He just looked at him coldly and then withdrew his gaze.
He has no fear at all against the masters of Tianxuan Continent.
The two people before were killed by Chen Fan with one blow. It was obvious that the degree of crushing was far beyond that of the middle stage of Bao Dan.
Even the person in front of them is not enough to threaten them.
"Oh, is this the front?" Chen Fan looked away. He had already reached the vicinity of the sect, but unexpectedly he was blocked by someone.
Seeing these people whispering to each other, the faces of those behind Tianxuan Continent all darkened, and they became furious, "How dare you, old man Tianhua is here, why don't you come and see me!?"
Old Man Tianhua snorted coldly, took a step forward, and took a step down. A billowing momentum swept out of his Dantian. This breath made people suffocate.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here."
Facing his aura, Lu Yun and Lu Qian turned a little pale.
After all, masters in the middle stage of Bao Dan naturally have a strong suppression force on them. At this moment, just the exposure of this aura makes their breathing a little unnatural.
Chen Fan raised his head and glanced coldly, "Get out."
Old Tianhua choked, and Chen Fan said calmly, "A good dog doesn't block the way."
"You!" Several people from the Tianxuan Continent rushed to the mainland, and they were about to step forward and take action against Chen Fan. Chen Fan's eyes turned cold and he clenched his fingers tightly. At this moment, a cold voice sounded from one side, "
That’s enough, who allowed you to drive away our people from Yuexuan Continent?”
As soon as the cold voice came, these people from Tianxuan Continent were about to take action, but now they took it back.
I just looked at him with a very fearful and ugly look, and saw a person flying from a distance, extremely young, with an indifferent look on his face.
Chen Fan's pupils couldn't help but condense slightly. Chen Fan recognized this person, Murong Nan!
He was the one who fought hard in martial arts competitions and didn't look down on people from the twelve major martial arts schools.
Chen Fan still remembers that at that time, the people of the twelve great martial arts were ashamed and angry, but they could do nothing to deal with this man, because this man was none other than Liu Shengzi, one of the five great geniuses of Juliu's ancient dynasty.
Is he here too? Chen Fan immediately understood the importance of this situation.
Murong Nan must have come in with some private mission. It seems that his goal is the same as mine!
"Murong Nan!" When he saw Murong Nan, old man Tianhua's face turned extremely ugly, revealing a trace of deep fear.
"Mr. Murong." Beside Murong Nan, an old man bent down, his eyes lit up, "This man is also a member of our martial arts. He is ranked fifth in the martial arts, a member of the Longwei martial arts. I remember
he."
The old man said respectfully, but by saying this, he was trying to gain opportunities and status for Chen Fan, and he immediately left Chen Fan's side.
"Oh?" Murong Nan couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, and glanced at Chen Fan up and down, "So, this person is also a member of our Juliu Ancient Dynasty?"
"This is natural." The old man said, "This man is also very talented." The old man added, "Even people like Master Mo were defeated by him."
"Master Murong, please protect him."
Murong Nan nodded slightly, but when he heard the word "talent", a trace of disdain flashed across his face, "Talent?" After saying this, he did not continue, but he did not answer the question.
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The old man's face couldn't help but turn red. He remembered the time Murong Nan kicked the gym.
They, the twelve great martial arts practitioners, had no choice in front of him. They could only watch helplessly, being humiliated to the extreme, but there was nothing they could do.
Who called Murong Nanqiang?
"Go away." Murong Nan took a step forward and said to the old man Tianhua with a cold look in his eyes.
"You...!" Old Tianhua couldn't help but choked, and his face turned red. Murong Nan was a little too arrogant and didn't take him seriously at all.
"Murong Nan, don't be too arrogant!" Old Tianhua said with clenched fists.
But he really didn't dare to take action against this Murong Nan.
"If you repeat it, I will only say it once." Murong Nan said coldly, "Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
Old Man Tianhua almost fainted from anger, but it had to be said that Murong Nan was arrogant and had his own arrogant capital. If he took action against him, he would be seeking death.
"Okay, let's go!" Old Tianhua took a hard breath, turned around and left, his face turned livid with anger.
From beginning to end, Murong Nan didn't bother to take a look.
"Mr. Murong!" Lu Yun quickly flew forward and said with a hint of excitement and respect.