Aware of the scene, the situation is obviously becoming tense, ready to explode, Wang Wanzhou is also aware of what.
She wants Zhang Xiaofan to leave quickly, not to stay in this land of right and wrong, not to argue with Mu Zhenjun for a while.
However, words to the mouth is like a stick in the throat, Wang Wanzhou in any case can not let Zhang Xiaofan leave words to say.
You know, Zhang Xiaofan is the only support for their mother and daughter.
Wang Wanzhou also sincerely hopes that Zhang Xiaofan can protect her and her daughter from the poison of Mu Hun sect
However, compared with Mu Zhenjun, who was full of momentum and was extremely aggressive at this time.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan, just like a person who has nothing to do, is full of indifferent color on his face, and his tone is not fast and slow.
"Since we are both venerable, there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. Naturally, there are differences between the strong and the weak."
"Now I'm just curious, which is better than the Yang family and Yang Tianqiong in Qianzhou?"
"Yang Tianqiong?"
After hearing that Zhang Xiaofan suddenly mentioned the name of "Yang Tianqiong", Mu Zhenjun was also slightly stunned.
Obviously, he didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Xiaofan's sudden mention of the name of the head of the Yang family at this time, but he replied.
"Yang Tianqiong is the contemporary patriarch of the Yang family, one of the eight aristocratic families in Qianzhou. He has achieved the status of venerable for decades. He is an old venerable in the field of Chinese cultivation."
"Although I dare not say that he is the only one between me and him, we can at least be equal."
"Oh? Really... "
After hearing what Mu Zhenjun said, Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said.
"Almost a month and a half ago, Yang Tianqiong was beaten to death by me. I don't know how many punches you can take from me compared with Yang Tianqiong?"
What are you talking about
When Zhang Xiaofan said this, no matter Mu Zhenjun or Yi or those members of the Presbyterian Hall of Mu hunzong, Yi or Wang Wanzhou and Yu Mengqi's mother and daughter were shocked.
You know, what's sacred about Yang Tianqiong?!
He was a real gold elixir in the realm of outer elixir in the realm of Chinese cultivation.
If you look at the Chinese realm of cultivation, except for those who have broken through the natural calamity, condensed and built the inner elixir, the inner elixir realm. It can be said that the person who defeated Yang Tianqiong was just the number of hands.
However, the young man standing in front of them kept saying that Yang Tianqiong could not resist even one blow under his hands and was killed directly?
This... How can this be?!
At this point, Mu Zhenjun's eyebrows are twisted into a knot in one's heart. He suddenly seems to think of something, and his whole pupil is suddenly contracted into a dangerous needle shape.
Wood shocked, shocked, shocked, said: "you... You... Are you that famous, Jiangnan Master Zhang?"
Master Zhang
Under Mu Zhenjun's exclamation, a group of people in the Presbyterian Hall of Mu Hun sect, Wang Wanzhou and Yu Mengqi's mother and daughter stayed one after another.
Obviously, they are not unfamiliar with the title of "Master Zhang" in Jiangnan.
In particular, Yu Mengqi also knows this Jiangnan "Master Zhang"