Fighting the Martial Universe

Boom!

Xumi Sacred Fist and Hell Sacred Sword Palm slammed together, and countless sword auras continued to rages, trying to penetrate Zhang Mofan's body, but they were completely shattered by Xumi's power.

The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, and at the same time backed up a few steps. In the middle of the two, the energy of the broken sword energy scattered around.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all unbelievable, and they couldn't believe that Zhang Mofan's palm could actually block the palm of the **** holy sword.

"Father, come to the Sword Soul Race, your strength has really improved a lot, but if you want to defeat me, it's a lot worse."

Zhang Mofan smiled.

"Just now, it was just an appetizer."

Zhang Feng flew proudly and hovered in the air. With his hands together, he released the ancient green fire in his body and turned it into a huge flame sword, saying: "Xiao Fan, no matter how strong you are, you can't stop the ancients. Green fire, will you continue to fight with me?"

The ancient Qinghuo is the fourth-ranked wildfire on the wildfire list. It is known as the fire of destruction. Once activated, no one can match it.

Luo Qingluan, who had seen the power of the ancient green fire, immediately said, "No, don't fight anymore."

She immediately said to Zhang Mofan: "Xiaofan, I know you are for my good, but I don't want to see your father and son want to kill, you stop."

Zhang Mofan looked at Luo Qingluan, and then looked at Xue'er. In the end, his heart was softened. Even if he continued to make trouble, what was the point? If Zhang Feng didn't change his mind, what was the point?

Zhang Mofan is not afraid of the ancient green fire at all. The Xumi divine body is formed by the fusion of the five famines, and has a certain immune effect against the attacks of the five famines. What's more, he still has the body of destiny, even if he is facing the ancient green fire. , It's hard to hurt him.

At present, only the top two of the Five Wildernesses among the Five Wildernesses can make him afraid of three points.

In the end, Zhang Mofan decided to stop and said, "Father, I gave you and Aunt Qing the two gift gifts. Since you are not married to Aunt Qing, please return the gift to me."

He would not give gifts to Zhang Feng and Ba Qianshui.

Zhang Feng secretly shook his head, then took out two wooden boxes from Na Ling Ring, and said: "Return all to you, you leave the Soul Sword Race now."

Zhang Mofan took the two wooden boxes, put them away, and said, "Aunt Qing, let's go!"

"Do you think this is a place where you can come as you want and where you can go?"

Ba Tianyuan came over at this time and said, "All the masters of the Tyrant Clan, stop me from him. Today, I will smash this kid into pieces."

When Zhang Feng heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said, "My father-in-law, no, he is just young and ignorant. Now he has decided to leave, don't embarrass him."

"No!"

Ba Tianyuan said coldly: "If you let him leave, it will not only damage the reputation of my Tyrant Sword Clan, but also the reputation of your Sword Soul Clan. Now, your father and son have met each other, and the friendship between father and son is gone. If it broke, don't care about his life or death."

moment!

Whoops whoops!

There were more than a dozen masters, all of them from the Tyrant Blade Clan. They looked like they were all over forty years old, and all were of the strength of the Saint Realm.

The weakest are the saints, and there are even strong saints.

It's horrible that people can't imagine that such a lineup is sent casually.

You know, a powerful person with a great sage level is basically a second-rate force.

When Luo Qingluan saw this scene, her face was pale and frightened. She knew the inside story. At present, the Sword Soul Race had been in a state of compromise. Even if the Tyrant Blade Race did too much, they might not rebel.

Even Zhang Feng might not stop him.

Although Zhang Mofan is important, as far as he is concerned, he is his own son, but who is more important than the fate of the huge sword soul clan?

If it was her, she would choose the latter.

Moreover, she could feel that Ba Tianyuan was determined to kill Zhang Mofan. Now, the only one who can save Zhang Mofan is Jian Jingtian.

However, Jian Jingtian is even more impossible to shoot. As the patriarch, he puts family interests together.

Certainly death.

Zhang Mofan is definitely bound to die.

Zhang Mofan looked at the masters coming up around him, his face also became solemn, and a little bit of killing intent in the air had solidified.

"I am a fifth-grade Wu Xuan post, who dare to stop me?"

Zhang Mofan took out a huge token from the Naling Ring, showing his fifth-grade identity.

He dared to make trouble because he had such a hole card.

"Fifth Grade Wu Xuan? He is Wu Xuan? This also means that he is favored by Prince Qin?"

"Unexpectedly this Zhang Mofan is Wu Xuan, but we are there, there are many Wu Xuan, right?"

"A fifth-grade martial arts xuan, and it can't shock Ba Tianyuan. In addition to being the patriarch of the Tyrant Clan, he himself is also a fourth-rank silver warlord of the Qin Dynasty."

Everyone started talking, and their faces showed abusive expressions.

They finally understood that why Zhang Mofan dared to make troubles was because of Wuxuan's status, but this status was just a joke in front of them.

Looking at the token, Ba Tianyuan also said coldly: "I don't care what Wuxuan you are. Today, the marriage between my Tyrant Blade Clan and the Sword Soul Clan will undoubtedly die today."

Zhang Mofan was completely panicked at this moment, and did not expect Wu Xuan's identity, which did not play any role.

Here is the Great Holy Land in Zhongzhou, where the real strong gather.

He was already thinking about how to escape from the Sword Soul Race, but it was very difficult, very difficult.

Zhang Feng looked ugly, walked in front of Ba Qianshui, and said, "Qianshui, can you ask your father~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to bypass Xiaofan?"

"Bypass him? He defeated me in front of everyone and made me lose face. Do you think I will intercede for you? Also, don't forget your current position."

Tyrant Qianshui said: "You sword soul clan, only our Tyrant Blade clan can save life, understand?"

"Shoot together!"

Ba Tianyuan gave an order, and immediately there were a large number of saint masters, rushing to Ke Zhang Mofan, almost backing back after the bombardment of Zhang Mofan.

As for Zhang Feng, his hands were also clenched, and his mood fluctuated very intensely.

Jian Jingtian could clearly feel Zhang Feng's changes, and calmly improved: "Feng'er, you are the young patriarch of my Sword Soul Clan. In the future, the Sword Soul Clan will belong to you. If you want to achieve great things, you must do something. To choose, some sacrifices are necessary."

"Those who make big things, don't stick to the trivial, understand?"

Jian Jingtian kept reminding Zhang Feng that he was afraid that Zhang Fengcheng would make a move. Once Zhang Feng made a move and confronted Ba Tianyuan, it would be troublesome.