Chapter 1311

A very hidden place in Zhongzhou is a deep mountain and old forest. Even the nearest city is at least hundreds of miles away, so no one will come here easily.

But no one knows. There is a giant hidden in this deep mountain and forest.

It's just that this behemoth is not that kind of monster and other similar things. He is a family. For this family, not many people know him, but everyone is a overlord in Zhongzhou. But even so, these overlords are afraid of this behemoth.

Not awe or respect, but fear, because in their hearts, even the most conceited people dare not think they can be compared with the people in this family.

In this family, everyone has only one surname, which is "war". This form is very rare not only in Zhongzhou, but also in Beiyu, Dongzhou and Xizhou, except for the most mysterious South China Sea. That's because, in the view of the Zhan family, this surname is an extremely noble surname, which is their greatest glory for them.

It is said that the ancestor of the war family was famous all over the world a long time ago, and he was a fighting madman. In order to be able to fight others, do everything. Later, he established his own family and handed down his most proud martial arts and skills. In addition, there are many legends about the ancestors of the war family, and in each legend, his image is like the God of war.

Perhaps the talent of fighting is really something engraved in his bones. When the God of war has offspring, his descendants also inherit his character and most of his talents. This made them rapidly develop into a powerful force. Moreover, as descendants of the God of war, their pride makes them unwilling to communicate with any ordinary people. Even the weaker people in the clan will think that this person is not worthy of the surname "Zhan", and expel them from their home. They are not allowed to continue to use "Zhan" as their surname.

It is precisely because of this custom that although the warlords are not famous in Zhongzhou, their strength can be said to be no exaggeration, enough to surpass the world.

Until later, there was unrest in Zhongzhou, and some powerful people united to try to turn all the people in Zhongzhou into their slaves. The war family couldn't see it anymore, so they punished these people. The strength of these people is the top and the most famous expert in Zhongzhou.

But in front of the war family, they are like paper folded tigers, vulnerable. However, it was precisely because of that war that the warlords knew that there were many zongmen with strength comparable to them in Zhongzhou. Therefore, they were collectively called the nine clans of the hidden world by some good people.

However, for the war family, they do not like this title. In their hearts, they are descendants of the God of war and unique existence. It is disrespectful to compare them with others.

So they challenged the other eight sects or families to prove their strength. No one knows what happened after that, because no one revealed the result of that battle. But since then, people have never heard that the Zhan family opposed the name of the nine clans in the hidden world.

Before the 8th, the assembly hall of the Zhan family.

Zhan wusheng sat in the first place with a grim face. At his hand sat two rows of white bearded and white haired old people, who were the veterans of the war family and the most powerful existence of the war family.

But there was a young man among these old men, and there was no spiritual fluctuation on him.

In other words, the young man is not a monk.

Zhan Canghai is standing in the middle of the hall. Standing side by side with him are other younger generation of Zhan family. But Zhan Canghai stood in the middle, while others were on both sides of him. Even from time to time, someone looked at him with awe.

But Zhan Canghai didn't pay attention to others around him. He just lowered his head and meditated on something.

Zhan Wuming's face looked a little ugly. He asked fiercely, "Zhan Canghai, do you really want to go to the land of God meteorite and fight with Yang Xuan?"

Zhan Canghai raised his head, his eyes twinkled, and his face was full of determination. He said to Zhan Wuming sonorously and forcefully: "Lord, Yang Xuan is the culprit who killed my brother. I will avenge him."

"What's your odds?" Zhan wusheng asked fiercely again.

Zhan Canghai just stood still and didn't answer. In the hall, everyone's eyes fell on Zhan Canghai. Although their eyes glittered with different lights, no one was not looking forward to Zhan Canghai's answer.

Zhan Wuming didn't answer when he saw Zhan Canghai. He continued: "I've had a fight with Yang Xuan. Although I only saw him with a divine soul, although my divine soul can only play 10% of its strength, I really lost in his hand. Zhan Canghai, tell me now, how much chance you have to win."

"If the master allows me to use the art of crazy warfare, I have a 90% chance of winning." Zhan Canghai's face was still very calm. He raised his head and stared at Zhan Wuming tightly, saying word by word.

For a moment, there was an uproar in the whole hall. The younger generation of other fighters around Zhan Canghai couldn't help whispering, · and the elders of other fighters also showed surprise in their eyes.

"Absurd." When Zhan wusheng heard the speech, he immediately patted the armrest of the chair. The sound was like thunder. The whole hall of Zhan family shook twice. Not far away, dozens of people rushed over carrying a huge stone chair. Zhan wusheng stood up. The stone chair under him had been broken into powder.

Sitting on the new stone chair again, Zhan Wuming pointed to Zhan Canghai's nose and scolded, "do you know what is the art of crazy war?"

"I know." Zhan Canghai's eyes were aligned with Zhan Wuming's, and he was not afraid of the anger in Zhan Wuming's eyes. He continued: "The art of crazy fighting is a forbidden art handed down by the war family, and it is also a means of pressing the bottom of the box used by no life disciples to protect their lives. After performing the art of crazy fighting, the power of crazy fighting can be increased to four times, but at the same time, all the potential of the caster will be exhausted. From then on, the realm can only stand still, and it is difficult to make progress."

Zhan Wuming raised his hand and was going to pat the chair again, but before his palm fell, he stopped abruptly. The expression on his face was very wonderful, distressed, angry and sad.

At this time, the young man who mingled with a group of veterans of the war family slowly stood up, slowly walked to the center of the hall, stood straight, said to Zhan Wuming, "master, I think it's not necessary to let Zhan Canghai go to the divine meteorite battlefield."