Leisurely cultivating life

Several people looked up from afar.

"Is that the Zhenyao Pagoda? This real Zhou is really a peerless genius!"

"A pagoda has made countless monster races panic and run away after hearing the news! It's beyond my generation!" Several monks sighed in admiration.

Who doesn't know in the world today!

Yuxu's disciple Zhou Fan, a demon-suppressing pagoda, has suppressed an unknown number of evil-human demon clans and human thieves.

As long as it is a disaster for the human race, no matter whether it is a human or a demon, they will all be suppressed in the 'Suppressing Demon Tower', even if their cultivation level is lower than his, as long as he finds out, he will rush over and suppress them directly. Over the years, Zhou Fan has often done this.

He saved an unknown number of people, and countless people set up tablets for him, prayed for him, and blessed him!

Of course, if you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts.

Zhou Fan suppressed so many monster clans and thieves, and some of them must have extraordinary backgrounds, so it is inevitable that some old monsters will attack him.

For example, this old man in front of me!

Dressed in gray clothes, with yellow hair all over his face, he was obviously from the demon clan, and his eyes were cold.

"You are Zhou Fan? You are so courageous, you dare to accept my descendants of Huang Feng!" The yellow-haired old man stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Zhou Fan.

"Heaven-human realm!" Zhou Fan's eyes flashed, and he could already see the cultivation level of the person in front of him.

"Hand over the Demon Town Tower obediently, but I will spare your life!" Huang Feng glanced at Zhou Fan and said calmly.

"It seems that you have just left customs not long ago!" Zhou Fan shook his head and said.

"I won't repeat my words for the third time, this is your last chance, otherwise, even if you are a disciple of Yuxu, you won't be able to keep you!" Huang Feng's cold eyes froze, and a terrifying aura pressed towards Zhou Fan.

"The one who told you my whereabouts must be against you, I guessed right!" Zhou Fan smiled all over his face, showing no sign of terror.

Huang Feng's eyes were fixed, and he already felt something was wrong.

It is true that he had just come out of retreat when he learned that his favorite descendant had been suppressed by a human monk named 'Zhou Fan', and the one who told him the news was the one he usually didn't deal with.

Knowing Zhou Fan's location this week, he rushed over immediately. How did Zhou Fan know this week.

Zhou Fan said in a low tone, "You know what? Although it doesn't feel very good to be treated as a knife, but..." Speaking of this, a yellow gourd suddenly appeared in Zhou Fan's hand.

"It's been a long time since the Void Void Demon Race dared to appear in front of my eyes!" Zhou Fan looked at Huang Feng with bright eyes, as if he was looking at his prey.

The moment the yellow-skinned gourd appeared, Huang Feng's pupils shrank, and his heart jumped wildly with alertness.

Danger!There is great danger!Great horror!

Being able to cultivate to the Heavenly Human Realm, Huang Feng believed in his own spiritual perception, turned around and left without hesitation. There are many descendants, and he only has one life.

Looking at the position where there was no figure in front of him, Zhou Fan smiled faintly.

"The resentment you have all over your body belongs to my human race!" Zhou Fan's voice boomed, "It seems that he is also an evil monster who wantonly slaughtered my human race! Today, I, Zhou Fan, will kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fan patted the fairy-killing gourd lightly, "Go!"

The fairy-killing gourd turned slightly, and a ray of light followed the inexplicable line of cause and effect, piercing through the void.

A million miles away, Huang Feng suddenly appeared in the air, and Zhou Fan's voice still rang in my ears. The spiritual sense in my heart not only did not decrease, but became more and more...

"Bang~"

A ray of light suddenly passed through his head, and the head and headless corpse fell straight from the sky.

On the head, there is still a little puzzled look, maybe he is wondering how he died.

On Zhou Fan's side, he smiled lightly as he watched the light sink into the Zhanxian gourd.

Although Dongshengzhou is in chaos now, there is still an unspoken rule that all forces follow.

Those above the Hedao are not allowed to attack those below the Hedao recklessly. After all, for the Hedao Realm, everyone below the Hedao is an ant!

And if this rule is broken, if you kill one of my disciples today, and I kill one of your disciples tomorrow, do you want to pass it on?

Therefore, in the situation where it is difficult to make a move easily, Zhou Fan, who is carrying the gourd of cutting immortals, can almost be said to be rampant as long as he does not risk his life to provoke the great monster of the Dao realm.

Of course, it's not that there are no unbelievers, but in the end, all of them died under the gourd of cutting immortals, which made Zhou Fan's reputation.

Up to now, no monster clan in the Void Realm dared to appear under Zhou Fan's nose, and they were deeply afraid that if they were not careful, their lives would be lost.

Of course, Zhou Fan is not a rigid person if he is a monster who is friendly to the human race, and he is not so unreasonable. It is just that in the past 13 years, there are very few monsters who are friendly to the human race.

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Chapter 186 Is There Someone On Your Right Shoulder? (2/2)

"Whoo~"

In an ordinary human market, a golden light swooped down and entered a roadside stall.

"Brother Fan, why is it so late this time, the noodles are cold!" Tu Mengmei pointed at the mixed sauce noodles on the table and said.

Zhou Fan sat down, "Something happened and I was delayed for a while."

"Shopkeeper, bring me another bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles." Zhou Fan greeted, "And a drawer of meat buns!"

"Alright, sir!"

"The big monster got rid of it?" Tu Mengmei asked.

"Well, I met an old guy who was tricked on the way..." Zhou Fan said, taking a bite of a meat bun.

"Borrowing a knife to kill people, it seems that Huang Feng may have been in seclusion all year round, and he has never heard of your methods, Brother Fan...Now there is no big monster of Dongxu who dares to appear in front of you, Brother Fan!" Tu Mengmei said.

"Just now I heard someone spreading stories about you, Brother Fan!"

"My personal strength is still too weak. I can protect them for a while, but I can't protect them forever!" Zhou Fan sighed and shook his head.

Dongshengzhou and the Western Regions are very large, and it is impossible for him to protect them all.

Where he can't see, there are more monster races, thieves... who are harming the human race, the flesh-and-blood human race.

"Brother Fan, at least you tried your best!" Tu Mengmei comforted.

"Guest officer, your face!"

While eating the noodles, Zhou Fan looked at Tu Mengmei, "One day, the demon atmosphere must be cleared away so that the Dongsheng people will no longer suffer from demons."