Wang Wanzhou also did not think that Zhang Xiaofan was absolutely sure that he could defeat Mu Zhenjun and other strong men.
Others may not know the horror of Mu Zhenjun, the leader of Mu Hun sect, but as Wang Wanzhou, the last saint of Mu Hun sect, she can't be more clear
"That's right. I, Zhang Xiaofan, have always been so overbearing and unreasonable."
"But if you are not convinced of my previous decision..."
In the face of Mu Zhenjun and other elders glaring, Zhang Xiaofan face smile unchanged.
One hand was still in his trouser pocket, and the index finger of the other hand pointed to the ground under his feet. His tone suddenly turned cold and he said.
"Well, let's leave your lives behind --!!"
"What did you say --!"
Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's overbearing words, Mu Zhenjun's anger is just like the erupting volcano, which is hard to contain!
Although, if Zhang Xiaofan wants to simply talk about the cultivation of Zhenyuan, he really wants to win over himself.
However, although Zhang Xiaofan is strong, he, Mu Zhenjun and other people in the Presbyterian Hall of Mu soul sect are also not dry eaters.
They are also venerable. How can they be trampled on by Zhang Xiaofan, who threw his dignity and even the whole clan on the ground?!
"Mr. Zhang, although you are a young master, you are a rising supernova in the realm of Chinese cultivation."
"But I hope you can understand the reason why we should stay on the line and meet each other in the future!"
"In addition, there are days outside the world and people outside the world. I hope you can understand that our muhun sect is not a kind of soft footed shrimp that can be slaughtered by others!"
Mu Zhenjun slowly turned around, and his tone revealed a strong sense of killing.
Obviously, he has not been as tolerant and regressive as before to all the demands put forward by Zhang Xiaofan.
In Mu Zhenjun's opinion, this matter is unbearable, so there is no need to bear it any more!
What he needs to do now is like a soldier who has decided to fight behind his back.
The six elders of the whole muhun sect all stood behind him. Naturally, they shared a common hatred and joined hands to fight against the enemy. They decided to fight with their leader Mu Zhenjun!!!
"It's a good saying that there is a day outside the world and there are people outside the people. I like..."
Smelling speech, Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his chin and nodded his head, but who knows, the front of the conversation turned and he said.
"But it's a pity that a mole ant alone is not qualified to speak in front of me!"
With that, Zhang Xiaofan raised his right hand, hooked his index finger and said with a playful smile.
"It seems that you are ready to fight with me. Don't talk too much nonsense. Let's move --!"
Originally, Zhang Xiaofan didn't intend to kill the people of Mu Hun sect and wipe them out from the world.
The reason for this is that there is no grudge between myself and the people of Mu Hun sect.
What do you do when you have nothing to do? What's good for you?
However, at the moment when Mu Zhenjun turned and left, his mind fluctuated. It was obvious that there was a very gloomy smell in his body, and the smell of blood appeared.
There is no doubt that it must have taken the lives of many innocent people, and only then did it have such a strong Yin evil spirit