If Zhang Xiaofan is not satisfied with the previous affairs of Baihua Valley in Miao, he will choose to kill their other seven aristocratic families in Qianzhou at this time.
Let alone any one of them, even if their seven great families of Qianzhou came together tightly at this time, it would not help. It was not enough for Zhang Xiaofan to be slaughtered with one hand
At this point, sun Wanshou did not look at Song Mingzhe, the head of the song clan in Qianzhou, not far away from him, with a deep, hoarse voice, serious and Taoist.
"Chief of the song clan, our eight great families in Qianzhou are both prosperous and have both losses!"
"Therefore, after today, I suggest that everyone in the eight aristocratic families in Qianzhou, when he meets Zhang Wutian, he should really hide as far as he can, otherwise his life will be in danger..."
"And as for the red snowflake in Shenxiao, don't mention it any more in the future, just as it never appears again."
Song Mingzhe's heart was shocked. This kind of action really made them lose their faces to the Pacific Ocean, OK?!
If the ancestors of the eight aristocratic families in Qianzhou saw that today, their descendants were just like this because they were afraid of a young man who was no more than weak.
It's estimated that these ancestors will jump out of the coffin and strangle their patriarchs alive?!
Although there are tens of thousands of unwilling in my heart, in the face of Zhang Xiaofan's power of dominating the world, those words that have come to my mouth are like a lump in my throat, and I can't say any words of refutation any more!
In addition to ten thousand Zhang, he can get the figure of a young man who looks like a demon God, but he has the ability to destroy their eight aristocratic families in Qianzhou.
Even if the ancestors of the eight great families in Qianzhou really come out of the coffin now.
I'm afraid that in front of Zhang Xiaofan, I can only kneel down and call my father. There's no resistance at all, and the ability to resist is still there.
"Zhang Wutian, no one can shake his position in the Chinese cultivation world any more."
Seeing this behind the scenes, Mu Haisheng also took a deep breath, and his tone was full of deep emotion and deep envy.
You know, after Mu Haisheng took over from the previous leader of shennongtang Pavilion, he was determined to say that shennongtang pavilion would be carried forward and famous all over the world.
Although Mu Haisheng's heart is full of pride, his ideal is full, but the reality is very backbone!
Up to now, shennongtang is just a local sect in Qianzhou!
If, he Mu Haisheng this time really can have Zhang Xiaofan such earth shaking terror power words.
Let's not say anything else, at least he can have a place at the top of the pyramid in the Chinese cultivation world.
However, at that time, Mu Haisheng's discourse power and status in the Chinese spiritual world were naturally able to rise.
In the whole world, no one will dare to underestimate them!
But all this, after all, is just a false, just a dream.
Because Mu Haisheng knew that he was not Zhang Xiaofan, and even he didn't have the qualification to run over and carry shoes for Zhang Xiaofan