"Mr. Zhang Wutian, are you really going to offend our whole farm for the sake of a mere mole ant?"

"Although, the last chivalrous leader of our farm family is mysteriously missing."

"But our peasant family is the most powerful and most numerous among all the schools of thought. Do you really want to be against the six hall entrance of the peasant family?"

"In addition, now that you have offended the Imperial Russia and the world arbitration Council, do you want to add another peasant family on this basis?"

"At that time, even if you are Zhang Wutian, you will not be able to hold back many wolves by then."

"Farmhouse?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's face does not change, is also a leisurely smile, but his hands bear back, plain face said a word.

"Just a mole ant!"

That kind of real pride, shaking the sky and earth's lofty feelings, for a time is to frighten all the people present in the hall!

"Boom..."

however, in this short moment. Liu Yunhai's body shape is back burst back dozens of Zhang, with a series of black shadow, directly smashed the wall of the hall, like a black ghost general, fly back to the distance, in an instant disappeared in the torrential rain for a hundred years.

The leader of Chiyou hall, who had just taken office, could not even care about the four elders under his own Chiyou hall. He did not agree with each other and said that he would run away if he ran away.

At this time, the elder in red had not had time to scold his unreliable "hall leader" and heard Zhang Xiaofan's indifferent words.

"Want to escape?"

"Can you escape?"

Zhang Xiaofan pinched a sword formula with his right hand and roared.

"The sword rises --!"

"Boom..."

in the shocked eyes of the four elders of Chiyou hall, a bright, dazzling golden sword is directly emerging from Zhang Xiaofan's back, and the four elders can vaguely see a three foot green peak from the golden hair!

When the golden flying sword whirled in the air, the tail awn instantly crossed the Chiyou hall, the elite gang members, and the four elders headed by the elder in red.

Then, the flying sword turned into a ray of startling Hong. In an instant, it tore up the heavy rain curtain and chased Liu Yunhai away.

"Yu... Yu Jian?"

Seeing this behind the scenes, the red elder's lips trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength. After saying these words, his eyes were black, and his head was thrown up and completely lost consciousness.

Before he died, the eyes of the elder in red still filled with that deep incredible look.

Isn't it true that the art of imperial sword has been extinct in China for hundreds of years?

Only the chivalrous Kui of the last term in the farmhouse, known as the last sword immortal in China, mastered the art of sword control in the world.

However, this should have been a peasant chivalrous swordsman's art, but today it is in the hands of Zhang Xiaofan!

"At Yinshi tonight, Tiancong cloud sword will behead you on your neck!"

Zhang Xiaofan, with his hands on his back, looked at the rain curtain all over the sky from a distance.

"The sword started with Gusu, yuewuzhou, Yongcheng, pohaizhou, and Bailu, killing 11000 people in succession."

"In the end, if you want to kill 1111 people with the sacrifice of blood from the baby's realm into the scabbard, it's also worthy of you, Shao Wenqiang, who has been following me for so many years...

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