The first thousand six hundred and twenty-seven chapters break the seal
"The entire Jiang Teng ancient house has been enchanted by me, so let's stay and talk."
Zhuo Bufan stood on the spot, said lightly, and walked towards the hall of a complete ancient courtyard.
Liang Youqi hesitated and followed Zhuo Bufan directly.
The hall is quaint.
Sangguo has advocated the culture of Languo since ancient times, so both architecture and some cultures are similar to those of Languo, but it is just imitating the land of Languo.
"Master Jiang Teng..."
The butler looked at Young Master Jiang Teng, not knowing what to do now.
Young Master Jiang Teng's face was as pale as paper, Zhuo Bufan, this name is like the name of the **** of death in Sang Country. Zhuo Bufan came to Sang Country a few years ago and suppressed the Asakusa Dojo and Furukawa Dojo all the way, and even made the Kendo League bow and kill. The second generation Juggernaut.
From that time, the whole Sang country has circulated legends about Zhuo Bufan, and even some Sang people use Zhuo Bufan’s name to scare crying children. As long as the children hear Zhuo Bufan’s name, they will immediately shut their mouths and dare not cry. .
"This devil, devil, how come to my Jiang Teng's house!" Young Master Jiang Teng's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
The hall was empty, clean and bright.
Zhuo Bufan directly sat in the first place, with a dried sika deer and a section of ancient branches with simple and beautiful shapes. He used some magic methods to make it leave the soil and still be able to bloom bright flowers.
Liang Youqi stood beside Zhuo Bufan, and now she has only one choice.
"This ancient courtyard is unique." Zhuo Bufan looked around and said lightly.
At this time, the group of people had entered the courtyard. The head of the group was a middle-aged man wearing a samurai costume with a moon head. He saw Zhuo Bufan sitting in the first place, standing in front of him, kneeling on the ground, and holding his forehead. Sticking to the ground, "Jiang Teng's family, Jiang Teng Hongyilang has seen an adult."
"Are you the helm of Jiang Teng's family?"
Zhuo Bufan glanced at him indifferently, "You are not qualified to talk to me and ask the three of you Jiang Teng's family to come and see me, otherwise I will slaughter the whole Jiang Teng's family today, and no one will want to go out alive."
Zhuo Bufan's tone was light, but cold to the bones.
Jiang Teng Hongyilang, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled fiercely. He understood that Zhuo Bufan didn't make a joke with him. He thought that Zhuo Bufan alone would make the Sang Guo Jiandao League bow his head, but now he wants to wipe out Jiang Teng's family by moving his fingers. .
"My lord, Jiang Teng's family hasn't offended you, and I hope my men will be merciful." Jiang Teng Hongyi Lang kowtowed his head.
Standing by, Liang Youqi opened her cherry mouth, her face numb and shocked.
She understood the strength of Jiang Teng's family, the Sang country's top 100 families, and even both of them were overwhelmed by Jiang Teng's family.
He had also seen how arrogant Jiang Teng's family members were in front of his father, but now the Jiang Teng family's patriarch saw Zhuo Bufan, just like a slave saw the emperor, slave-faced, humble like an ant.
"Is this the majesty brought by my own strength?" Liang Youqi blinked, finally understanding why those warriors and magicians were so rebellious and did not put them in the eyes of the rich.
It is rumored that the real strong can live for hundreds or even thousands of years. They are no longer mortals. No matter how much money they have, they will end up with a loess grave.
"Zhuo Bufan, you dare to come to my country Sang!"
"Zhuo Bufan, what do you want to do!"
"Don't go back quickly."
Suddenly, three voices echoed in the hall, and three men dressed in Onmyoji costumes and yin and yang crowns appeared at the door.
Among them, the men standing on both sides are slightly stronger, and are the cultivation base of the early stage of condensing pills, while the man in the middle has only the cultivation base of the congenital later stage.
"Ancestor." Jiang Teng Hongyilang turned his head, looked at the man walking in the middle, and shouted.
"The three of you have a big tone!"
Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his palm, and three golden sword glows shot away. The complexion of the three of them changed and they immediately resisted, but for a moment, the golden sword glow smashed the aura shield and the three flew upside down at the same time. Go out, spurting blood in his mouth.
"Ancestor."
Jiang Teng Hongyilang's face was gray, and the last fluke in his heart disappeared without a trace.
The man among the three is a member of Jiang Teng’s family. His name is Jiang Teng Bei’an. He originally practiced in the Asakusa Dojo. He was recruited into the Xuanjie Sect a few years ago. He showed outstanding talent for cultivation and was promoted very much in the Sect. Quickly, this made the Jiang Teng family from a small family into the top 100 families in the Sang country.
As for the other two monks in the Pill Condensation Stage, they were obviously also disciples of the Yin-Yang Shenzong. They were two seniors from Jiang Teng's North Bank.
"The three of you, come here!"
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm, and the milky white aura turned into three entangled ribbons, binding the fallen Jiang Teng North Bank and two other condensing cultivators on the ground, and pulled them directly into the hall.
The hearts of the three were both angry and irritated, but they were more afraid and afraid.
Zhuo Bufan successfully emerged from the Golden Secret Realm trial. Sect Master Qingming and Nine-Tailed Demon Fox fell into the Golden Secret Realm. It is rumored that Zhuo Bufan was beheaded.
Zhuo Bufan is a genius tried out of the Golden Secret Realm, and his strength is beyond doubt.
Anyway, the three of them are also monks of the dignified Yin-Yang Shenzong, but now they are treated like this, how can they make the three feel good.
Liang Youqi's beautiful eyes bloomed with light, and this was the backer behind the Jiang Teng family... actually so embarrassed.
"Why are you three gathered in the Jiang Teng family?"
Zhuo Bufan asked directly.
"Zhuo Bufan, what do you want to do?" Jiang Teng Bei'an raised his head, frowning and said: "My senior brothers are passing by, come and see me."
"It's really that simple?" Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.
"Zhuo Bufan, don't be too arrogant, don't think that you are a genius in the Golden Secret Realm trial, you can ignore our Yin-Yang Shenzong." Another monk shouted.
"I came to Sang Country this time to seek revenge from your Yin-Yang Shenzong. I forgot to tell you that your Sect Master Qingming has died in my hands, and what kind of nine-tailed demon fox!"
Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
But these words fell in the ears of the three Yin-Yang Shenzong monks, but it was like thunder.
The sect had guessed the cause of Qingming's fall, but it has not been confirmed after all. At this moment, it was shocking to hear Zhuo Bufan say it himself!
Jiang Teng's family, the steward of the Liang House, Young Master Jiang Teng, including Ji Li who had awakened, all turned pale.
The Yin-Yang Shenzong is the largest sect in the Sang Kingdom, and their suzerain was destroyed by Zhuo Bufan!
"Since you don't want to tell me, then go to death!"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and the three divine thoughts directly invaded the three people's minds, destroyed Shenhai's defense system, and searched all the information in their Shenhai.
With Zhuo Bufan's current soul strength, even the Golden Core Stage could not withstand his soul's attack, let alone three monks in the Condensation Stage.
"Want to break the seal?" After receiving the information from the three people, Zhuo Bufan showed a disdainful smile on his face.