Fighting the Martial Universe

Chapter 1700 Sneaky

The Holy Land of Datong is chaotic.

Martial artists who practice in the Holy Land of Datong must always pay attention to their own safety. Even if you don't provoke others, they are likely to provoke you.

Zhang Mofan secretly followed the enchanted Thousand Fans and came to a quiet bamboo forest. In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was an attic.

Mo Qianfan looked around before entering the attic.

Zhang Mofan approached slowly and found that in this attic, there was no one except Mo Qianfan alone, obviously waiting for someone.

Zhang Mofan hid it and waited patiently.

This is indeed a good place to kill people, but he really wants to know who the Mo Qianfan is waiting for here.

"Zhang Mofan, something has happened."

The blue dragon stone talisman immediately sensed that someone was approaching, there were three people, two men and one woman.

"Who is here?"

Zhang Mofan's eyes swept across, looking into the distance.

Subsequently, his pupils shrank slightly.

A slender figure walked slowly, but that face was extremely ugly, and it was a tyrant Qianshui.

Behind him were naturally two masters of the Tyrannical Sabre Clan, all of them were powerful masters of the upper realm of enlightenment.

"Moqianfan and Tyrant Qianshui are actually meeting here. It seems that they are planning to plot something."

Zhang Mofan's expression became faintly solemn.

There is nothing in Naha Qianshui. The key is that there are two masters of the Dadao clan of the upper realm of enlightenment, and a Mo Qianfan. It is not easy to kill them all.

It's very simple to kill a master of the upper realm of enlightenment.

Therefore, Zhang Mofan could only calm down and wait for them to discuss before proceeding.

After a while, Ba Qianshui took the two clansmen into the attic and discussed with Mo Qianfan.

"Ba Qianshui, you are finally here."

Mo Qianfan sat on the table and chair, motionless, but there was a smile on his face.

"You came to us this time, what's the matter? Now that the Sword Soul Clan is not married to my Tyrant Clan, we can't help you anymore."

Ba Qianshui said.

Although the Tyrant Clan secretly sought refuge in the Heavenly Demon Palace, it was more of a cooperation.

Therefore, for this Mo Qianfan, who has just become the lord of the Young Palace, she will not respect too much. Doing more is a state of looking upright.

"I'm here to save your Domineering Sword Clan."

The corner of Mo Qianfan's mouth raised an arc, looking at Ba Qianshui's expression.

"What are you talking about? Save our Tyrant Clan? What do you mean by that?"

Ba Qianshui's face was slightly startled.

As for the two Tyrant Clan members behind him, they also felt very strange.

"I have received information that the Soul Sword Clan is ready to attack your Overlord Sword Clan, and moreover, within these few days."

Mo Qianfan smiled faintly: "If you don't want to be exterminated, please follow my orders and cooperate with us."

"Why is the Soul Sword Clan attacking my Tyrant Blade Clan? This is totally unreasonable? Is it because she wants to **** my Tyrant Blade Clan's spiritual veins?"

Ba Qianshui felt a little weird.

No matter how I think about it, I can't figure out why the Sword Soul Race has this thing.

Moreover, they probably didn't know that his Overlord Clan had a cooperation with the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"It was instigated by Zhang Mofan."

Magic Way.

"What? Zhang Mofan? Brother Feng's adopted son?"

When Ba Qianshui heard Zhang Mofan's name, he was also very angry. It was this Zhang Mofan who broke the marriage between the Tyrant Blade and the Sword Soul.

"Not bad!"

Moqian Fandao: "However, don’t panic. You just need to be prepared for the past few days. If the masters of the Sword Soul Clan are killed, you will only defend but not attack. Try to delay the time. When the time comes, I The master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, naturally go back to support you, and beat the sword soul clan into a piece of armor."

"it is good!"

Ba Qianshui nodded, and then the pockmarked face also showed anger, saying: "This Zhang Mofan, I must kill him by myself."

"Didn't you already lose to him?"

Mo Qianfan smiled and said: "With your current strength, if you want to kill him personally, I am afraid that it is impossible. Even the previous me, I don't have much confidence to defeat him."

Mo Qianfan didn't expect that this Zhang Mofan was so powerful that he defeated the Tyrant Qianshui who entered the Holy Upper Realm with the cultivation base of entering the Holy Middle Realm.

Moreover, Zhang Mofan seems to have some reservations.

However, he has now been promoted to the lower realm of Sage Enlightenment, and his own sacred power has gained a huge insight, and the sage domain is also condensed to 320 sacred patterns. It is completely easy to defeat Zhang Mofan.

"Hmph, when I return to the family, complete the trial of the Domineering Sword, and practice the Three Swords of the Domineering Dao, I will definitely kill him."

With a cold snort, Ba Qianshui took the two clansmen and left directly.

And Mo Qianfan, still sitting on the chair, with a leisurely expression on his face, constantly shaking his head, muttering to himself: "This time the mission is successful, I will be able to help my mother completely consolidate the status of the lord of the palace, victory. , It seems to be too easy."

In his opinion, this action has been half the success.

Everything is under his control.

Zhang Mofan almost listened to the conversation between the two of them, confirming that Ba Qianshui had completely left, then he slowly appeared and walked away from the attic.

Mo Qianfan instantly noticed the movement outside, jumped up violently, and said, "Who is outside?"

This is a very strange breath.

Zhang Mofan slowly walked over and crossed the threshold.

Mo Qianfan looked at the man in front of him, widened his eyes, and said in shock: "Jian Yu, you are not dead? How is this possible? No, you are not Jian Yu? With Jian Yu's strength, it is impossible to follow me."

"I am Jian Yu, if I am not Jian Yu, who am I?"

Zhang Mofan faintly smiled and said: "Mo Qianfan, you are so cruel, you can just use me, but you still kill my mother, kill my mother, and kill me. Today, I am a ghost. To take your life."

"What a ghost, sneaky, kill!"

Mo Qianfan let out a cold cry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Holding a holy treasure long sword in his hand, he stabbed it fiercely, and a sword light shone through the body of Zhang Mofan in an instant.

However, Zhang Mofan's body was replaced by a ghost and dissipated. It was not a clone technique, but Zhang Mofan's speed was too fast.

"Who on earth are you?"

Mo Qianfan was completely angry, and the breath of his whole body began to burn. The young master of his own dignified Heavenly Demon Palace was actually overshadowed by an unknown kid. What's more hateful was that he didn't know what the identity of the other party was.

"I am Jian Yu!"

Zhang Mofan smiled, holding an ordinary long sword in his hand and assassinating it with one sword. In an instant, the sword light burst out, turning into a terrifying sword pressure, as if the entire space was oppressed.

The current Zhang Mofan, even if he uses swordsmanship, is comparable to the average martial artist in the upper realm of enlightenment, and it is very easy to deal with the devil.

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