Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

Early the next morning, Zhang Fan took Wang Kun to the foot of the mountain.

"Master, can I not go up?" Wang Kun looked up at the straight and steep stairs and swallowed unconsciously.

His calves are still trembling now, and he will probably be disabled if he climbs up again.

"No!" Zhang Fan gave him a bewildering smile, causing him to shut up abruptly.

However, Zhang Fan did not intend to embarrass them. He took out a spiritual talisman from his sleeve and threw it out vigorously. A cloud of mist immediately enveloped the three of them and floated slowly towards the Taoist temple.

"Wow, Grand Master is really amazing." Chen Jun hugged Wang Kun tightly with fearful hands, but stared at Zhang Fan with bright eyes.

No wonder Brother Kun has always admired the great master so much. This great master is really a god. This method of flying in the clouds and mist is really an eye-opener for him.

This was not the first time Wang Kun saw his master's methods, but he was amazed every time.

This cloud of mist moves very slowly. It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a turtle speed. It seems that carrying three people is a heavy burden for it.

At this time, An Yan was staring at the data in the live broadcast room in surprise. As soon as the broadcast started today, she discovered that the popularity of the live broadcast room had skyrocketed by tens of thousands.

"What's going on? The popularity is suddenly so high today." She couldn't figure out where these people came from. It seemed like she didn't do anything yesterday.

{Hello anchor, I’m new here, please give me some advice! }

{Hello, beauty, I came from the live broadcast room next door to see my ancestor. }

{What a coincidence, so am I. I heard that the 181st generation descendant posted a post on the Internet yesterday, saying that he would challenge it in person today, but after waiting for a long time, he didn’t start broadcasting. I can only come to the ancestor’s place to stay first. . }

{Ah, this is an old one after being beaten since childhood. The food looks too ugly. }

{Haha, I think it’s pretty good. We have fun again, and with our ancestor’s skills, one can fight one, or two can fight a pair! }

An Yan: "???Who is coming again?"

Judging from the content of the barrage, a large part of the people who came to the live broadcast room today are new fans, and I don’t know where they came from.

{Yanyan, I know, it’s the person who came up last night. His master said he would come to see the ancestor this morning. }

"Ancestor, they said that the master of the man yesterday is coming to fight with you today." An Yan turned around and said to An Wu when she saw this.

Anwu was closing his eyes to rest, and did not even raise his eyelids when he heard her words, "Well, I know, the person is already here."

Already here? An Yan subconsciously looked back at the door.

Nothing.

{Ancestor is so calm, I am suddenly full of confidence in the next challenge. }

{That’s not necessarily the case. I’ve seen the video of that Taoist priest. Good guy, he jumps several meters high. He looks like a powerful master. }

{Whose fan are you? How can you speak for others? }

{I'm just being realistic. After all, the ancestor looks much younger than that person. Even if he can't compare with me, it won't be a shame. }

{Didn’t you hear the ancestor say that he is hundreds of years old? Hehe, anyway, I think the ancestor will definitely win if he takes action! }

{Anchor, please find a better angle later, let us enjoy the showdown between the masters! }

{The minister and others second the proposal! }

{+1}

{+200, the small bench has been moved, waiting for the fight to begin. }

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This is a bunch of guys who are just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

An Yan: "..."

She was speechless, but she still obediently adjusted the direction of the phone. Now the camera could clearly see the entire yard.

An Yan had just finished playing with her phone when she heard An Wu's voice, "Here it comes!"

She raised her head in confusion, just in time to see the door being pushed open, and three figures floating in. Her pupils suddenly shrank.

That's right, it floated in.

{wc! ! If it weren't for the clear sky and white sun, I would have thought it was Ah Piao coming! ! }

{Um, are you sure this isn't a special effect? Why is the posture a bit weird? }

{This is a live broadcast, show me your special effects! ! }

{No, I just want to know how people float? This is awesome! ! ! }

{Sure enough, this descendant is really powerful. Sure enough, he is not a mortal. Now he has something to look at. }

{The ancestor is mighty, the ancestor will win. }

"Who is the ancestor?"

As soon as Zhang Fan stepped into the door, the clouds and mist under his feet disappeared. Wang Kun and Chen Jun almost fell to the ground without noticing, and they shook for a while before they regained their balance.

"What are you doing?" An Wu said calmly, slowly opening his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of ancestor are you?" Zhang Fan looked him up and down, and then squeezed out a cold snort from his nose.

He felt that An Wu looked ordinary. He couldn't even detect the aura of a monk on An Wu. Could it be that he had mistakenly seen that the person in front of him was not a monk at all?

{Tsk, this person is quite arrogant. }

{You don’t know whether it’s a donkey or a horse until you pull it out and run around. }

{Yes, I will give you 2 points for this momentum first, and then I will give you 8 points for further observation. }

An Wu didn't speak, but stood up slowly. Strangely enough, with his movements, Zhang Fan felt that his momentum suddenly changed drastically.

Zhang Fan's heart sank, knowing that he had met a real opponent. However, who he was, the name of the 181st generation successor of Maoshan Taoist priests was not fake.

He snorted coldly and stopped talking, then took out a mahogany sword from his arms, and then took out a spiritual talisman.

Then he began to hold the mahogany sword in front of him, and then began to speak plausibly to the spiritual talisman.

"The sky is Lingling, the earth is Lingling..."

Anwu raised his eyebrows and watched him very patiently. However, everyone in the live broadcast room did not have that patience. Seeing that ten minutes had passed, they couldn't help but started to curse.

{Is Big Data pushing me to see this? Is this a great dance? ? }

{Originally I was very confident in this 181st generation successor, but now, I’m afraid I have to discount it. }

{I have no emotions in my heart, and I didn’t have any hope for him in the first place. }

Zhang Fan was focused on nothing else and recited the mantra very seriously. As he finished the mantra, he saw the spiritual talisman in front of him suddenly fly into the air, and then a flame suddenly burst into flames.

Now the netizens who had lost their patience immediately exploded!

{wcc, this Taoist priest actually knows magic. }

{What? I didn’t see him using a lighter, and the fireball could actually fly. Oh my god, it was heading towards the ancestor, ancestor, run quickly...}

{I believe it now. He really wasn’t bragging. This brush is quite big. }

An Yan also opened her mouth in surprise, watching the fireball fly straight towards the ancestor.