The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Kong Zhu, who was grinning, was stunned when he heard this.

What? The fight is starting now?

"You little bitch, at least hold off for a while." Kong Zhu whispered to Ming Fan, "Wait a little longer until the Soul Palace reinforcements arrive, and then we can fight more easily."

The main thing is that he is alone, and when a fight breaks out he has to hold off five people at once, and he really can't hold on.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Ming Fan rolled his eyes at Kong Zhu, then licked his lips dryly: "But the atmosphere has come to this point... Is it impossible not to fight?"

Kong Zhu: “…”

What do you think?

The clan leader and the elders behind him looked as though they had lost their parents. They had never been humiliated like this in public before.

At that moment, their blood boiled and they looked at Ming Fan with murderous eyes.

If looks could kill, Ming Fan would have been killed by them seven or eight hundred times already.

"You are so rude, stop talking nonsense here!"

The elders could not wait any longer and attacked Ming Fan and the others.

"Young Master, be careful!"

When Kong Zhu saw an elder going directly towards Lin Wanshu, he was shocked and ran towards Lin Wanshu screaming.

After thinking for a moment, he quickly turned around and said to Ming Fan: "Little girl, hold on."

Then he couldn't wait to chase after Lin Wanshu.

Ming Fan curled his lips: "Haha, you are a very nice person."

At this time, an elder attacked Ming Fan, and Ming Fan drew out three spears to meet him.

Qianren consciously transformed himself into a shield and surrounded Mingfan.

As soon as the elder came up, he threw out many hidden weapons and darts. The darts flashed with cold purple-black light, and it was obvious that they were highly poisonous.

"Leave it to me." Qian Ren said, and his body shape changed, turning the shield into a net to block Ming Fan in front of him, intercepting all the darts shot at him.

When the elder saw this, his eyes sparkled: "Magical weapons that can change their form are rare."

Ming Fan snorted and laughed: "You people from the Futu Sect, when will you change your bad habit of always thinking about other people's things?"

"No future." He added at the end.

"You are so vicious at such a young age. Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents."

The elder's face trembled at Ming Fan's sarcasm and he took out a box.

Ming Fan grinned, revealing a row of sharp white teeth. She hadn't done anything yet, so why did he become so vicious?

"Then let me show you something more vicious."

When the elder saw Ming Fan walking into his attack range with a weapon in hand, he was delighted and twisted the mechanism box in his hand, and hundreds of poisonous black snakes rushed out of it.

"Hydrogen, illusion."

As Ming Fan spoke, his figure moved and split into three groups. Each of the three figures held a trident and stabbed towards the elder.

"Little tricks."

This elder had also seen the world. With a wave of his sleeves, a magical weapon shaped like a pot lid flew out and hit Ming Fan in the waist.

The three figures instantly dissipated and turned into water vapor in the sky.

Behind the vapor, a panic-stricken face appeared.

"How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert with your level of Out-of-Body cultivation?"

The elder twisted the mechanism box in his hand again, and stabbed Ming Fan with the poisoned silver needle.

The expected scene of Ming Fan being poisoned by the needle did not appear.

Thousands of silver needles flew out and pierced Ming Fan, and Ming Fan turned into a light piece of paper.

"Well, this time it's a lot more realistic than before."

Behind the elder, Ming Fan's eerie, ghostly voice was heard.

Before he could turn around, he felt a pain in his head, again and again.

"You think you're the only one with a brick?"

He tried to turn around and saw a face that was smiling wildly, and then his heart felt cold.

Ming Fan looked at Sanmao, who had stabbed the elder to the core, and stood back in disgust.

"Don't be so rough. It's ugly if the blood splashes out."

Sanmao rolled his eyes and said, "Put away what you have in your hands before you talk to others."

He was rude? Should she watch what she was saying?

Clearly, she had just swung a brick and hit someone on the head, and she looked much more violent than him.

Ming Fan chuckled and weighed the black box in his hand that she had used as a brick.

Don’t say anything, it may be a bit rough, but it makes you feel relieved.

Ming Fan inspected the area and saw that the sect leader and Kong Zhu were fighting each other. She had seriously injured the elder, so there was no new siege for the time being.

Ming Fan thought about it, then picked up the brick and went to find Le Shan, who was closest to him.

Relying on the tacit understanding between puppetry and the Three Spears, she never attacked head-on, but cooperated with Le Shan and the others, teasing one and hitting that, and then taking advantage of the old guys' opportunities to fall into the trap, she would pick their tendons and stab their hearts, hitting them one by one.

Although these elders will not be killed, the main target is a disgusting person.

Although those elders had higher cultivation levels than them, when it came to being disgusting, no one was as disgusting as Ming Fan.

For a while, with the help of Ming Fan, Le Shan and the others, the gap in cultivation between them and the elders of the Futu Sect was made up.

Seeing this scene, the sect leader gnashed his teeth.

"Tell me, why did you bother her for no reason?" Kong Zhu blocked the sect leader's attack and said with glee.

He had seen this little girl's outrageous behavior many times before, so seeing it again now, he was not surprised at all.

"Old Master, besides, this matter was originally caused by your disciple's lack of integrity, so it's not the little girl's fault."

Kong Zhu said as he was fighting with the sect leader.

However, having said that, Kong Zhu also knew that it was indeed not Mu Ming's fault. After all, when he first saw Ming Fan's strange fire, even he had some thoughts about it. It was only because of Lin Wanshu that he and Ming Fan were able to live in peace.

The strange fire is extremely powerful, and it is priceless. Who wouldn't be envious of it?

They are all old foxes who have lived for a hundred years. Although he doesn't know the details between Ming Fan and Mu Ming, he can guess it almost right.

Who among those who practice Taoism doesn’t have desires of his own?

"How about this, we both take a step back and you let me take these kids away, as if what happened today never happened."

"Bullshit! Absolutely impossible!" The sect leader was so angry at Kong Zhu's words that his hair stood up.

They both took a step back. What did he take back? That sounds nice!

"Stop it all!"

Just when Ming Fan and his group were fighting fiercely, an illusory giant hand stretched out from the air and grabbed and pushed Ming Fan and his group.

Ming Fan and his companions only felt their blood boiling and fell towards the ground.

Kong Zhu looked towards the void, the smile on his face faded, and he became unusually serious.

At the same time, the people of the Futu Sect, who had been furious just now, suddenly changed their attitude 180 degrees. They all looked at that place as if they saw their father coming.