Fighting the Martial Universe

Chapter 1697

Seeing Zhang Feng insisting on going, Zhang Mofan couldn't help but said, "Father, you are the young patriarch of the Sword Soul Clan, you can't leave the Sword Soul Clan casually, and, if you compete for strength, you are not my opponent."

Zhang Mofan was very straightforward, and he was not afraid of hitting Zhang Feng, and he was more suitable for this task than Zhang Feng.

He knows the Heavenly Demon Palace better than Zhang Feng, who had visited the Heavenly Demon Palace a few times back then.

Although he may not be going to the Heaven Demon Palace to report the situation this time, he still knows the methods of the Heaven Demon Palace very well.

Jian Jingtian and the four Supreme Elders couldn't believe it when they heard Zhang Mofan said that they were stronger than Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was promoted to the lower realm of enlightened sage, and just defeated Jian Zhengxiu in the middle realm of enlightened sage. Even the saints who encountered ordinary upper realm of enlightened sage can easily defeat it.

However, one of the Supreme Elders nodded immediately and said, "That's not bad, let Zhang Mofan carry out this task."

He was worried that the mission failed.

Zhang Mofan was dead, and there was nothing, but when Zhang Feng was dead, then their Sword Soul Clan had broken the incense.

To put it bluntly, there is still a heart to give up.

Several other elders also joined together.

However, Zhang Feng is still unwilling to take Zhang Mofan's risk, saying: "Xiao Fan, even if you think your cultivation base is better than me, then you don't know how to use swordsmanship."

"Swordsmanship?"

Zhang Mofan took out a long sword from Naling Ring, waved it again and again, and displayed a very powerful sword skill.

When the six saw Zhang Mofan's swordsmanship, they were also exclaimed: "It's so powerful swordsmanship, although it's a bit strange, but most people simply can't practice this level."

"Father, what do you think?"

Zhang Mofan retracted the sword.

Zhang Feng didn't speak, obviously he couldn't compete with his son.

Then, the group of them came to Jian Yu's cell and began to discuss a series of countermeasures.

At the same time, Zhang Mofan also seriously inquired about Jian Yu everything, to make sure he wouldn't show his feet.

"Jian Yu, stay in the cell for the time being, I will rescue your mother."

Zhang Mofan said.

"Get rid of it."

Jian Yu pleaded.

His only weakness was his mother.

Soon, Jian Jingtian and the four elders brought Zhang Mofan to the Jianhun Pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, one of the Supreme Elders took out a pill and handed it to Zhang Mofan, which was surprisingly Yirong Huaxing Pill.

Zhang Mofan took the medicine pills, and the appearance of Jian Yu appeared in his mind.

Crackling!

Zhang Mofan's appearance, appearance and temperament have undergone amazing changes in a very short period of time, and he soon became exactly the same as Jian Yu, flawless.

"Father, what do you think?"

Zhang Mofan asked.

In Zhang Feng's eyes, he looked at Zhang Mofan with a look of wonder, and said: "This disguise and transforming pill is really amazing, it is exactly the same, even the height can be changed to the same."

Afterwards, Zhang Feng changed his words and said, "But what about his swordsmanship and fighting spirit? Jian Yu just said that once they meet, he will use fighting spirit and verify his identity."

Zhang Mofan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this. The Yirong Huaxing Pill has another effect, and even the appearance of the fighting spirit can be changed."

As he spoke, his figure shook, and a feather sword phantom rose up.

Jian Jingtian was surprised: "How did you do this?"

Zhang Mofan smiled, and said: "As long as I let my fighting spirit incorporate a little bit of the medicinal power of the disguise and transforming pill, I can naturally disguise the fighting spirit."

"This kid, the method is really extraordinary."

"I have to say that he is a little better than the young patriarch."

"It's a pity, if he can be cultivated in a big family since he was young, and then sent to the Dynasty Academy to practice, he will definitely achieve a very high achievement."

In their opinion, Zhang Mofan's methods are good, and his talents are also very strong. He still can't compare to the geniuses of Dynasty Academy.

"Xiao Fan, you have to be more careful. If you find something is wrong, you just run away."

Zhang Feng exhorted again.

"The effect of Yirong Huaxing Pill can only last one day. I have one more here. Be careful. If you can complete this mission, I have discussed with the four elders and made an exception for you to enter the sword. Practice once in the soul space."

The sword shocked the sky.

The Soul of Sword Space is a space created by the ancestors of the Soul of Sword Race by using the Holy Way, which is very suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

Although Zhang Mofan did not practice swordsmanship, all methods were the same. As long as he practiced in it, he would definitely get huge benefits.

Only clansmen can enter the Soul Sword Space, and moreover, clan talents who have made great contributions to the Soul Sword Clan can enter.

However, Zhang Mofan really saved their Soul Sword Clan this time. Although he hadn't helped their Soul Sword Clan survive the crisis, he was also the benefactor of their Sword Soul Clan.

Therefore, several of them discussed once and made an exception to let Zhang Mofan enter the sword soul space to practice.

"Let's talk about it when I come back."

In order not to waste medicinal power, Zhang Mofan was alone, leaving the Soul Sword Race from the Tiangong pile, and heading to a nearby holy land, known as the Wantong Holy Land.

There are many holy places in Zhongzhou Great Holy Land, and every holy land is filled with countless forces.

And the masters of the Heavenly Devil Palace set up a branch in Wantong Holy Land.

"With the information Jianyu provided me, I will be able to reach the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Ones within half a day."

Zhang Mofan secretly calculated that if he could arrive in half a day, his pill would be enough to keep him meeting Mo Qianfan.

This time the plan was completely directed by Mo Qianfan alone, with many masters around him.

One of the masters was a puppet master named Xue Gui.

"If I didn't guess wrong, that Xue Gui is a strong man in the Mo family, and he dropped the organ parts on the pile that day."

Zhang Mofan secretly guessed.

In fact, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he went alone this time, and his purpose was not just to provide false information to the Mo Qianfan, if he could find a chance to kill the Mo Qianfan, it would be better.

A branch deployed by the magic palace that day was in a dark place, entrenched in the southern part of the Wantong Holy Land, backed by a piece of Wushan, with witch wind gusts all the year round, and huge black fronts blew up throughout the year.

In half a day, Zhang Mofan arrived at the branch. He walked over cautiously and pretending to be nervous. After a while, he saw a large hall.

As soon as Zhang Mofan approached, he felt a murderous aura falling from the sky.

He did not resist either, suppressing his own cultivation to the level of the Qianxuan realm.

bump!

Immediately after that, a powerful attack came down, and Zhang Mofan felt the darkness in front of him, and he passed into a coma.

[Hands disabled, tomorrow's excitement continues! 】

(End of this chapter)