Chapter 553

"Then, Lord, the elders worship. If there's nothing for me here, I'll go first!" He respectfully hugged the people on the stage again, and Zhuo fan spoke carefully.

However, before anyone spoke, he trotted away with a broom as before, as if his life had been stolen, for fear of being caught by the people behind him.

Looking at his funny appearance, all the people under the stage showed a sneer. Although they didn't know how Zhuo fan appeared on the stage, they thought he was just an ordinary factotum disciple, otherwise they couldn't be so submissive, like a hick who hadn't seen a big scene.

But think about it, it's normal for the leader of the hall and the elders to get together. He's never seen such a big battle. It's normal to be scared silly.

And evil Wuyue also tilted his mouth and laughed again and again.

However, he was not laughing at Zhuo fan's running for his life, but laughing at the boy's pretending to be very similar. In order to avoid the attention of the elders, he really worked hard.

Zhuo, the great housekeeper of the powerful generation, actually appeared as a little man, which was really enough to wrong him.

When the other elders saw this, they smiled with disdain in their eyes and took back their attention.

We think he really has something to do with the patriarch. It seems that we are worried too much. It's just a curfew. How can the patriarch look up to him?

Only those who really understand Zhuo fan's strength understand that Zhuo fan's trip is just low-key. Once he becomes high-profile, he will not be human!

Looking at each other, Yueling and Kui wolf both laughed and shook their heads. And Kate and Liu Xu stared at the funny figure running away, with a gloomy look in their eyes!

However, at this time, a loud drink sounded suddenly, and then a figure flashed past and rushed to Zhuo fan at a very fast speed.

"Hum, no matter who is on the martial arts stage, but it's not so easy to go down with two moves!" The ghost tiger rushed toward Zhuo fan with a ferocious face, and his whole body was suddenly released with seven heavy momentum.

The strong pressure, even the many disciples under the stage, could not help breathing a lag, and they stepped back one after another with great horror.

Secretly, the ghost tiger is really cruel. He doesn't even let go of a factotum disciple. Was he born to kill? From jackals and wolves to tigers and leopards to ants and grasshoppers!

However, what they didn't notice was that under such strong pressure, Zhuo fan, who was directly bearing all this on the martial arts stage, remained motionless and seemed unaffected.

Seeing this, the ghost tiger's pupils were more blood red and his face was excited.

He had heard from Hu Meier and Liu Xu that Zhuo fan was a hidden expert. Now he saw that he deserved his reputation.

This can not help but arouse his competitive heart. He has been invincible in the inner door for many years, and he has long been numb and tired. Now, when he met Zhuo fan, an opponent who seemed to be equal to him, his blood was boiling and rushed to his head.

Regardless of anything, he rushed straight up and even forgot. He rushed up in front of the whole clan's worship to the elders and patriarchs. He didn't ask for instructions from all the leaders before he started. He really didn't give face.

However, people also let it go and didn't speak too much!

The rest of the elders, who were usually worshipped, looked at all this and naturally had nothing to do with themselves. The patriarch didn't express his attitude. Naturally, it's not easy for them to speak, so as not to say wrong words and get into trouble.

The stone worshippers and the great elders narrowed their eyes slightly and let them go. They didn't see this Zhuo fan, but they heard from the disciple that he was hiding deeply.

Now, with the help of ghosts and tigers, you can just explore the reality!

And evil Wuyue also sits firmly in the Diaoyutai, not anxious or impatient, and ignores it at all. Although he doesn't know much about Zhuo fan's recent strength, he knows the boy's potential.

Zhuo fan, who was still forging bones at the beginning, can fight against Huangpu Qingtian, a peerless genius and quasi shenzhao expert. Now he has been rebuilt into Tianxuan eight, can he be much worse than the ghost tiger of shenzhao seven?

As for Kui Lang, Yueling and other four people, they all shook their heads and sighed helplessly when they saw the ghost tiger rushing forward so fiercely and fearlessly.

In particular, Kui and Lang know Zhuo fan's strength. They are the peerless strong ones who can easily bring down their two masters with one move. Even the ghost tiger can't control them with one move!

Now he rushes up like this, which is no different from looking for death.

But the ghost tiger didn't know this at all. In his heart, he was still waiting to fight with Zhuo fan for 300 rounds, and then get rid of this powerful enemy!

But waiting for him will obviously be despair

His ears moved slightly. Zhuo fan turned his head leisurely, but he saw a fierce man pouncing on him. He smiled and murmured, "I didn't mean to show up, but someone doesn't look at myself! Hum, I'm so upset! "

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo fan suddenly threw his shoulder broom, and the red awn of his right arm suddenly released!

WOW!

For a moment, the wind was blowing hard and the sand was flying away. The ghost tiger was rushing towards Zhuo fan with a ferocious smile, but before he came, he suddenly felt an incredible strong wind pressure coming towards him. He didn't feel that his eyes shrank suddenly and his heart was shocked!

How is this possible?

Ghost tiger can't believe that Zhuo fan is just a random sweep, but he can produce such a strong authority. Is this fucking human power?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, there was only a strong wind on the martial arts stage at this time. But the ghost tiger is facing this wind pressure, and his feelings are completely different from others.

In his eyes, there was a strong wind blowing. It was simply a wanzhang mountain condensed by the wind gang and rushed towards him.

If this is compacted, he must break his bones and tendons!

A cold sweat oozed from the forehead. For the first time since the ghost tiger entered the sect, his face was scared white. The palms and feet are also full of sweat!

However, he still clenched his teeth, raised his whole body strength, and his hands suddenly leaned forward. The gurgling cold breath immediately filled his palms with light gray light.

"Ming Sha Jue!" With a loud roar, the ghost tiger had fiercely collided with the mountain, but suddenly his eyes were about to crack, his eyes were bloody red, and even his eyes were about to protrude!

Poof!

One couldn't help it. The ghost tiger suddenly spit out a mouthful of red blood and stepped on the stone ground below, as if it had taken root. But even so, when he heard the roaring sound, he was pushed back by the wind pressure, and the solid stones below were like overturning and flying outward!

In the end, after he was pushed out of the martial arts platform, he could no longer bear the strong pressure. He bent his waist back and fell to the ground. The wind pressure rubbed the tip of his nose and rushed out with a shout. Up into the sky, out of sight!

Only the two lines of rubble on the martial arts stage opened up by the feet of ghost tigers really warned people about the terrible of this seemingly weak factotum disciple

Shock, incredible shock!

Just the wind pressure from a simple broom pushed the first expert in the inner door, the eldest martial brother ghost tiger, back in an instant without resistance. How is this possible?

All the people couldn't help being completely stunned. They looked at Zhuo fan who was still carrying a broom on the stage, and 10000 grass and mud horses were running wildly in his head.

Who is this boy? With such strength, how can he appear at the bottom of the factotum room?

Shi Xianfeng and others also contracted their pupils suddenly, and their hearts were shocked.

Although they thought about Zhuo fan's strength, it must be no small matter. Even the ghost tiger may be difficult to win him. But I never thought it would be so abnormal.

Ghost tiger, the strongest disciple of the inner sect, doesn't even have the qualification to fight with others, let alone win him. They are the difference between heaven and earth, not a level of existence!

For a moment, the elders and worshippers of the sect were all stunned. Looking at Zhuo fan, they were full of amazement.

But don't say it's them. Even Xie Wuyue, the leader of a sect who personally recruited Zhuo fan, couldn't help but coagulate his eyes, and his heart was full of horror.

It was three years ago that he met Zhuo fan. Now even if he had some expectations for the boy's strength, he didn't expect Zhuo fan to be strong enough.

After all, he doesn't know how much remoulding Zhuo fan has done to himself, nor does he know the power of his Unicorn arm!

Now I see it with my own eyes. I'm really surprised and happy. Zhuo fan's abnormal strength has made the patriarch feel that pulling such a monster into the sect door is really making a lot of money, much more than originally thought.

At this moment, when he thought of the nine grade elixir he had paid, he not only felt it was worth it, but even felt that it was like buying a gold mine for a penny. He was overjoyed!

As for the four inner disciples who were ready to join the elite, they were completely stupid at this time.

Kui Lang and Yueling are fine. After all, they knew Zhuo fan's strength before and were prepared in mind. But even so, Zhuo fan's move today still shocked them and sighed again and again.

How could such a perverse monster exist in the world?

But Hu Meier and Liu Xu are completely confused. They are so powerful, let alone ghost tigers. It is estimated that even the senior brothers among the elite disciples can hardly compare with them.

Glancing at each other, they both looked bitter. Zhuo fan's strength has reached a level that makes them feel helpless no matter how hard they rack their brains!

The ghost tiger lay on the stone ground at the edge of the martial arts platform. His face was pale and bloodless. His eyes were wide open. There was endless fear in his eyes.

It was the first time in his history that he had been so close to death. He never thought that one of his peers could easily kill him, as if killing an ant.

Zhuo fan's indifference and calm made him feel real terror. Facing Zhuo fan, he seemed to be facing the worship of the sect, because they were so strong that there was no shadow of his disciple in their eyes. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation