Chapter 6487

"Wang Zhenyuan, like me, is just a monk who is half a monk at most, but they have a long history of inheriting one hundred or even one thousand years."

"And Wulei Zongzhen can only be regarded as one of the hundreds of schools of thought and Xiuzhen sect."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhenyuan's face showed a touch of solemnity.

"At first, I thought that the people of Xiuzhen sect from various schools would not appear in the secular world."

"I just didn't think that this man of Xiuzhen sect is not only a road, but also a prominent and extraordinary person this time..."

After hearing Wang Zhenyuan say this, Zhang Xiaofan heart is also very surprised.

He also did not talk about the existence of such a sect hidden in the realm of Chinese cultivation.

Originally, in Zhang Xiaofan's inherent impression, he had come into contact with a hundred schools of thought, farmers. Chiyou Tang is one of the best.

However, judging from Wang Zhenyuan's previous tone, it seems that the people in the farmhouse and Chiyou hall are not enough. It seems that only the practitioners in the sect of Xiuzhen can be regarded as the real strong ones in the Chinese Xiuzhen world!

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"It's amazing that Wang Zhenyuan, the current patriarch of the Wang family and the capital of the imperial family, knows my name, which really makes me feel flattered..."

However, just when Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Zhenyuan were communicating with each other about the affairs between the various schools of thought and Xiuzhen sect.

I saw Tian Hongwu laughing on his back, and then the frontier eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan.

"Wutian devil. Zhang Wutian, the battle that just happened, I saw it with a surge of emotion, full of breath!"

"Let's not say anything else for a moment, just look at our various schools of thought. We can't find anyone who can compete with Zhang Wutian."

"This really makes me feel ashamed as the elder of Wulei sect..."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't have too many fluctuations in his heart because of Tian Hongwu's words. Zhang Wutian is Zhang Wutian. He doesn't need to be compared with anyone else.

Of course, looking at all kinds of people in this world, there is no one who is qualified to compare with Zhang Xiaofan!

The old man will look at the scattered hammer pieces of Luo Xiang, and the words will turn around.

"I really admire Wutian's fighting power."

"You know, the thunder hammer is one of the most powerful weapons of our five thunder sect. If you destroy the thunder hammer directly, I wonder if you want to give us a decent account of it?"

Speaking of this, Tian Hongwu's eyes slightly coagulated and directly fell on Zhang Xiaofan's body, and his tone was not salty. People can't hear any anger or even a trace of dissatisfaction, but they can't detect any kind words.

"Oh? Tell me

After hearing what Tian Hongwu said, the expression on Zhang Xiaofan's face did not change as before. His face was cold and full of emotion.

"I have nothing to do with heaven. It's always like this. Why should I explain to others?"