"This young man... This young man even knows the state of concentration?"

"Hard or not, he's also a man of the cultivation world."

Wang Wanzhou's heart turns like electricity. She just wants to understand the key point of the matter in a few breaths.

At the same time, Yuan Ba Niang's body was also shocked, and the whole person was more like an electric shock. She stepped back one step after another, with a trace of fear on her face.

You know, it's not hard to see that Zhang Xiaofan was able to accurately tell everyone's true cultivation before.

This person must also be a person of their cultivation circle, which was beyond the expectation of Yuan Ba Niang and everyone present.

"Who on earth are you?"

Suddenly, the other five middle-aged men also put away the previous heart of looking down on Zhang Xiaofan, one by one also stood on the side of Yuan Ba Niang.

Just now, listening to the tone of Zhang Xiaofan's speech, it seems that from the beginning to the end, they didn't pay attention to their luxurious lineup, which is full of five Xiaocheng and one Dacheng?!!

Not only that, but also Zhang Xiaofan underestimated their own strength cultivation.

If it had not been for a long time before that, it would have been to investigate and understand them in advance.

In that case, you are at least as powerful as them. At least you are also a strong terrorist in the five Qi Dynasty

An age but the age of the weak crown of the concentration of the strong?!

They don't even hear about it. OK?!

Let's just say that Murong, who is known as the first genius among the younger generation of Peiping's Xiuzhen world, is unparalleled. He is nearly 25 years old this year, OK?!!

The situation in the field suddenly changes, which makes Yu Mengqi confused. For a moment, he didn't understand what happened.

Why, in the twinkling of an eye, the six villains who originally pursued and killed themselves and their mother all showed the appearance of facing the enemy.

Obviously, they are afraid of something, even something.

"Well, I don't have any spare time to talk with you. Give me a call and go away!"

Zhang Xiaofan raised his right hand slightly, and then waved it forward so lightly.

"Wow

A huge handprint, tens of feet wide, appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, Yuan Ba Niang and other six people were all covered in it.

"Puff!"

When Zhang Feng touched Yuan Ba Niang and other six people, they all had no suspense and vomited blood.

One by one, they hit the ground like rags and sacks, covering their abdomen with their hands, screaming and rolling.

At the moment, what happened in front of him almost made Wang Wanzhou's jaw almost not hit the ground directly.

For a moment, she only felt her brain was blank, and she didn't know what to say or do at this time.

She... What did she see just now?!

A young man, who was no more than the age of the weak crown, was directly condensed into a big seal of Zhenyuan.

In an instant, all the members of the Presbyterian Hall of muhun sect, whose strength is second only to the patriarch, were given a hand. The fan was spitting blood to the ground and could not even stand up