No one wants his family's one hundred year foundation to be destroyed and eventually become the second nine devil temple!

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Secular world. China——

On the plane, Su Wanqing would from time to time place her eyes on the young man beside her.

The boy's eyes are calm and calm. He looks at the scenery outside the sky through the porthole of the plane. His expression also gives people a kind of lazy and comfortable feeling.

This scene made Su Wanqing feel a little shocked. Zhang Xiaofan was so arrogant and arrogant when he was fighting with the enemy on the battlefield. He was so overbearing and powerful.

But on the contrary, at the moment, he gives people a kind of calm. You can't find the slightest ferocity from him.

At this time, Su Wanqing suspected that Zhang Xiaofan, whom she saw at wuleishan at noon the day before yesterday, was just like a different person compared with Zhang Xiaofan, who was sitting beside her on the plane in front of her.

"He is so young, how can he have such extraordinary and terrible Zhenyuan cultivation? It's really incomprehensible... "

Su Wanqing is very curious, but on the plane, she also asks Zhang Xiaofan for a lot of words from time to time, but Zhang Xiaofan always shows that he is indifferent, which makes Su Wanqing angry and helpless.

However, just as Su Wanqing is about to find another topic and take the initiative to chat up with Zhang Xiaofan again, she sees that Zhang Xiaofan turns around at this time, light and calm.

"Get out of the way, I'm going out!"

Smell speech, Su Wanqing some unclear, so, but she still according to Zhang Xiaofan said, honestly give way to a channel, Zhang Xiaofan directly stood up, toward the outside.

However, at the moment when Zhang Xiaofan just walked out of his position, a middle-aged man with a big body, a common face and a Chinese character face also walked out from the other side.

Zhang Xiaofan and the middle-aged man are only five or six meters apart. They look at each other. Their eyes collide in mid air, causing bursts of cremation!

In this way, Zhang Xiaofan and middle-aged men are the same, almost at the same time toward each other's direction.

In this way, after a few short steps, their shoulders almost collided with each other at this moment.

In an instant, their eyes changed again. In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he was surprised and interested.

And the middle-aged man and Zhang Xiaofan saw shoulder to shoulder collision moment, a full, majestic power is directly passed over, hard shake in each other's shoulder position.

Both of them control their own strength perfectly. They don't let any of their strength leak out. It's just a fight between them.

But it is such a secret fight, actually a faint fight out.

Aware of this, the middle-aged man's eyes can not help showing a touch of appreciation and admiration.

Only listen, his lips murmur, with only Zhang Xiaofan a person can hear the voice, slowly whisper, way.

"Zhang Wutian, we finally meet!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was just a little stunned for a moment, and he was able to fight against himself in the dark