"Is this the hidden power of the Fortu Sect?"

Zhang Fan and Dao Ren Ku all looked at the left peak of the Houtu Sect with great interest...

There, while the Fortu Sect Mountain Protection Array was broken, it suddenly vibrated. For example, the sleeping earth dragon turned over, and it was like a mud-footed giant, rising up. In just a moment, the entire mountain tremble became more and more intense.

Even though a large sect like Houtu Sect has been on a downward trend for tens of thousands of years, it is now at its weakest time in history, it cannot be underestimated and it must have its hidden power.

This was the only variable in their trip. It naturally aroused the interest of the two.

As for the two people who had appeared at this time and stood facing them at a distance of more than a thousand feet, Zhang Fan had no interest at all.

Even though one of them was the one who took action before, the Supreme Elder of the Houtu Sect was the country style.

"Donghua real person!"

"What do you mean by making a big fight? Do you really want to start a war with our Liangzhou Immortal Cultivation World?"

Zhang Fan and Taoist Ku ignored him and looked at him completely as contemptuous as the air made a look of shame and anger flash across Tu Feng's face, and he immediately suppressed him and said this.

Zhang Fan has always looked down on this person. Now it seems that he has one advantage, which is that he can tolerate it!

At this point, he could suppress his anger. He proposed to come to Qinzhou and Liangzhou, trying to make Zhang Fan take the opportunity to avoid the attack. Although it seemed embarrassing, it was also obvious that this person could tolerate it.

If he had not had this ability, he would not have been able to be the Supreme Elder who had been safely and steadily for hundreds of years under Yuan Tianxin's almost blatant suppression.

"Lord, Zhang said it very clearly, but he came to fulfill his promise."

In response, Zhang Fan just smiled and said, "A few years ago, outside the Phantom Demon Dao Mountain Gate, Zhang said that he would destroy the Houtu Sect by playing tricks on the barbarians. Several years have passed, and today is here, which is really a long time for everyone to wait."

This "long wait" almost made Tu Feng and the strange middle-aged man beside him go crazy. The disciples of the Houtu Sect who were still free in the mountain gate were even more noisy and the crowd was in full swing.

This statement is tantamount to treating them as meat on the chopping board and being slaughtered by others. After all, they are also major sects in Liangzhou. How can they be insulted?

Even in this case, Tu Feng did not take action, but forced his anger to suppress his anger. His face turned a little pale, and he said reluctantly: "Although Yuan Tianxin is a disciple of my Houtu Sect, why should he take care of the sect at all in what he did?"

"This fact has nothing to do with my Houtu Sect!"

Tu Feng was so unfair about Yuan Tianxin's death. He was desperate to ask for it, but this matter really had nothing to do with him. As he said, Yuan Tianxin's sneak attack on Zhang Fan did not even consider how the Houtu Sect would be retaliated after the matter was completed.

This is not surprising at all. This person has no feelings for the sect and is too lazy to even have power. Otherwise, Tu Feng would not be the Supreme Elder.

Zhang Fan knew this very well, but he did not come simply to take revenge. This statement was just a waste of time for him.

He waved his hand boredly. He looked at Tu Feng's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The elder, Mother Yong, said a lot. Zhang is here to destroy the Houtu Sect and make the world."

"you

Tu Feng finally couldn't control his emotions, his face turned red and he was extremely angry.

The dignified Houtu Sect was actually regarded as a chicken that killed chickens and became monkeys. It is unbearable!

"Zhang Fan, are there no one in your sect?

The local customs were so unspeakable that the strange middle-aged man beside him shouted in shock and anger.

As soon as this person appeared, Zhang Fan had already noticed him.

He was dressed in a sapphire blue shirt, stitched in clouds, and a crown on his head. His skin was fair and fair. He was approaching middle age and was quite majestic.

When this blue shirt appeared in middle age, Zhang Fan and Dao Ren Ku took a closer look, but then they saw his background and were too lazy to care.

I thought he was the hidden power of the Houtu Sect, but I never thought that it was just the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. It was not very stable. It was the new Nascent Soul True Person of the Houtu Sect, and it was not worth worrying about.

The man in blue shirt was trembling constantly at this time, but he was extremely angry.

He is different from Tu Feng, a "destroyed" person. How could anyone have been so humiliated in person? If Tu Feng hadn't taken action, he would have almost pounced on him.

Zhang Fan didn't take such a person at all, and smiled and said, "I'm bullying you, no one in the Houtu Sect? So what?"

"Where are people?"

Although this statement is what the middle-aged man in blue shirt says, whether it is Zhang Fan or Ku Taoist, his eyes are all on the left peak of the mountain gate of the Houtu Sect.

There, three auras emerged. The power of the earth that had condensed to the extreme was like a fountain, soaring into the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

Three roars, one by one, countless earth and stones were shattered by huge force and went straight to the sky. However, they did not fall down, but were shattered into the air and turned into giant pillars of smoke and dust.

Zhang Fan's four words "Where are the people?" came out, and there were only three auras that appeared on the left mountain peak. It was no matter how unbearable it was, as if it was like a volcano erupting, and it moved with a bang.

"The vertical

"Arrogant"

"Do not punish"

Three hoarse and heavy, stagnant voices like a hundred years of unspeakable voices, one after another,

"I finally want to give up."

Zhang Fan smiled and said sneered: "Since that's the case, then let's fight, it's so nonsense."

“Bold!”

The sound of loud shouting was made of three sounds, turning into a rolling sound, sweeping the earth and rocks, and heading towards Zhang Fan.

At the same time, a roar erupted from the previous giant smoke pillar, and three earth-yellow streams broke through the mountain.

In response to this, Zhang Fan waved his sleeves and suddenly the wind disappeared, his eyes cleared, but he looked at the three yellow figures that suddenly broke through Zuofeng and appeared beside Tu Feng.

These three people are the last hidden power of the Houtu Sect.

All three of them were provoking Mr. Dong, so they had to release the color of no whiteness. They turned into a yellowish color and were covered in darkness. They were covered in earthy color for many years. I don’t know if the color of the yellowness was originally color or dust.

From the outside, the appearance of these three people is almost no different. If it weren't for the different auras, people like Zhang Fan who met for the first time almost thought they were the same person.

"Trippets!"

At a glance, you can see that this is a triplet, who has practiced the same technique and has only a slight difference in breath.

"Mid-stage Nascent Soul?!"

"Summit!"

The previous sentence was said by Zhang Fan, and the next sentence was supplemented by the Taoist Ku.

These three old men, Haodong, are actually the peaks of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. They are only one step away from entering the late stage and become the top-level masters.

"Zi, pay attention to the magic weapon in their hands, and these three people, as they are good at the number of combined attacks, they should be treated as a top master in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

The Ku Taoist looked a little solemn and reminded him.

He thought about the trump card of the Houtu Sect, perhaps it was something unknown, or it was a hidden master, but he didn't expect it. It could be said that it was all the winners, or it could be said that it was not one.

For Zhang Fan, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, even if he is at the peak, he is not a very strong master. However, being proficient in the number of combined attacks can almost be regarded as a master in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, which is completely different concepts.

What's more, the three of them were holding a strange treasure in their hands, exuding a powerful power invisibly.

The three magic weapons were not concealed by the three old men. They just held them openly in their hands, one for a pile of soil, one for a small yellow tree, and the last one for a small mountain.

They were held in their hands by the three old men, but they did not activate, but they saw their own power and were secretly communicating with the earth, condensing and heavy, like the incarnation of the earth.

While Zhang Fan was talking in a low voice with the Ku Taoist, Tu Feng and the middle-aged man in blue shirt beside him bowed together: "I have met three senior brothers."

"The three senior brothers were in seclusion for five hundred years, and the local style was incompetent, so they had to respectfully invite the senior brothers out of seclusion to retreat to the enemy. This is the fault of the local style."

In front of these three people, Tu Feng's posture was extremely low, and he looked like he was pleading guilty and accepting punishment.

"snort!"

The three of them just snorted coldly from the man in the center, and did not say much to Tu Feng. Instead, they turned around and said to Zhang Fan: "I am Qin Wushen."

"Qin Wujiu."

"Qin Wuxin."

The old man in the center was obviously the leader of the three. After he signed up, although the other two had bad eyes, they still claimed their lives.

"The Dharma Xiang Sect, Zhang Fan, the real person of Yihua, has met three of them."

Zhang Fan shook his sleeves and bowed his hands.

After the ceremony, a divine light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stared at the three elders of the Thunder Tu and laughed out loud: "Hahaha

"Why is Zhang lucky enough to be able to understand the methods of all the real people of Houtu. If you can kill you and destroy the sect again, how happy it would be!"

"Please! Everyone!"

Zhang Fan's breath was inspiring, and the golden crow Dharma image of the sun suddenly appeared. A huge figure crossed the world, and the domineering aura reached the sky. There was also a crow cry, shocking the earth!

Before he took action, his energy had accumulated to several peaks.

Since the battle with the nine Henry, he has never tried his best to fight with others. At this time, facing the five Yuanying real people, four of them were even mid-stage masters, and they were so passionate and wanted to fight happily.

"You want to fight five of us alone?!"

Qin Wushang, led by the three elders of Houtu, shouted angrily. In his opinion, it was an insult, not only to him, but also to the entire Houtu Sect.

"Hahaha"

Zhang Fan laughed wildly, stretched his hand forward, and the earth and mountains condensed, and it was dark, but the east. A tree of golden flames shining brightly.nbsp;nbsp;a big sun magic power domain!

"Old Ku, I've handed these five guys over to me, and the rest will be cooked by you."

Zhang Fan turned around and said to Taoist Ku. After he finished speaking, he looked back suddenly and was full of energy and spirit. He was like a fierce tiger and directly covered the three elders of thick earth, the earthy style, and the middle-aged man in blue shirt.

"good!"

"You son!"

What a person, Dao Ren, could he be like a child? He laughed out loud and moved his body. He disappeared from Zhang Fan.

"boom!"

In an instant, Zhang Fan and the Taoist Ku took action together, and the crows and the roar of the dragon sang intertwined, becoming the only sound in the world.

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