Wang Wanzhou does not think that Zhang Xiaofan is absolutely sure that he can defeat Mu Zhenjun and other strong men in the mu hunzong Presbyterian hall.
Others may not know the horror of Mu Zhenjun, the patriarch of the mu hunzong, but Wang Wanzhou, who was the last saint of the mu hunzong, could not be more clear about it...
"yes, Zhang Xiaofan has always been so overbearing and unreasonable."
"But if you are not convinced by my previous decision..."
in the face of Mu Zhenjun and other mu hunzong elders, Zhang Xiaofan's smile does not change.
One hand was still in his trouser pocket, while the index finger of the other hand pointed to the ground under his feet. His voice suddenly turned cold and said.
"Well, you may as well leave your lives here --!"
"What do you say --!"
Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's overbearing words, Mu Zhenjun's anger is just like the eruption of the volcano, which is difficult to contain!
Although, if Zhang Xiaofan wants to simply discuss the true yuan cultivation, he really wants to surpass himself.
However, although Zhang Xiaofan is strong, he, Mu Zhenjun and other people in the Presbyterian Hall of the animal spirits sect also do not eat dry food.
How can Zhang Xiaofan throw the dignity of himself and the whole clan on the ground and trample on it like this?!
"Mr. Zhang, although you are a young respected person, you are a rising supernova in the Chinese cultivation world."
"But I hope you can understand the truth that we can meet each other in the future if we stay on the front line!"
"In addition, there are days and people outside. I also hope you can understand that our Mu Hun sect is not a kind of soft legged shrimp that can be slaughtered by others!"
Mu Zhenjun slowly turned around, and his tone was full of killing intention.
Obviously, he has not been as tolerant and regressive as before to all the requirements put forward by Zhang Xiaofan.
In Mu Zhenjun's opinion, this matter is intolerable, so there is no need to bear it any more!
What he needs to do now is like a soldier who decides to fight back and forth.
The six elders of the whole muhunzong all stood behind him. Naturally, they shared a common hatred against the enemy and decided to fight with their patriarch Mu Zhenjun!!!
"There's a day out of the sky, but there's someone out there. I like it..."
after hearing the speech, Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his chin and nodded his head, but unexpectedly, he turned his words again.
"But it's a pity that a mole ant alone is not qualified to speak in front of me!"
Said, Zhang Xiaofan is to raise the right hand, to its hook index finger, playfully smile way.
"It seems that you are ready to fight with me. Don't talk much nonsense. Let's do something!"
Originally, Zhang Xiaofan didn't intend to kill the people of the herding soul sect and wipe them out of the world.
The reason for this is purely because he and the people of the mu hunzong have no resentment for a long time and have no hatred today.
What do you do when you have nothing to do? What's good for you?
However, at the moment when Mu Zhenjun turned around and left, his mind fluctuated suddenly. There was a very gloomy smell from his body, including the bloody smell.
There is no doubt that it must have taken the lives of many innocent people, and then they would have such a strong Yin evil spirit in their bodies www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!