"Then if you look at what you just said, aren't the strong men on the list of 100 international scholars the real strong men in this world?"
As he said this, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were raised, and a dangerous arc was set off.
There is no doubt that the words just spoken to the silver-haired old man just now have thoroughly inspired Zhang Xiaofan's inner pride.
"Ha ha....."
"Wu Tian Mo Zun. Zhang Wutian, do you really naively think that your talent can transcend ancient and modern times? Are you proud?"
"Don't you think innocently that no one is your one enemy in this huge world?"
The silver-haired old man fell down with a heavy grunt, suddenly rushing towards Zhang Xiaofan's right side.
The speed of the old man's body is extremely fast. In a short time, a series of black afterimages are directly disillusioned. Compared with the five elders who have just defeated Zhang Xiaofan's hands, they don't know how many times they need to be swift.
I saw a black whirlwind rushing from Zhang Xiaofan's right-hand side, blowing his simple and capable black hair to the blow, but from the beginning to the end he stood still without any action, letting the wind sweep over go with.
The next moment, a figure flew out of the huge fistprint pit, and the left and right hands were holding two people, respectively, the four elders and five elders of the holy fist gate.
I saw that the two of them were both weak and weak. Although they were irritated with hairsprings, they could be regarded as picking up an old life.
Everyone saw this behind the scenes. Originally, in their eyes, the four elders and five elders of the holy fist door should have died in the fist of Zhang Xiaofan in the previous fighting process. .
But now it looks again, but it is found that the two old men were just passed away under the fist of Zhang Wutian.
I saw that the silver-haired elders successively placed the four elders and the five elders in front of the disciples in the holy fist gate, and then the body shape flew out again, once putting the other elders, the second elders, and the three elders together .
Looking at the original momentum like the rainbow, the domineering holy fist door without the elders, one by one has become such a look like a gossamer, dying, this is to make the silver-haired old man's eyes breathe fire!
"Zhang Wutian, you have wounded the five elders of the holy fist gate into such miserable looks."
"Today, I'm up and down the holy fist gate, and you will be indifferent to each other — !!!"
Speaking of, the silver-haired old man clenched his fists, he did not directly choose to do it, but instead blasted out a core force in the left and right palms of IQ, and directly smashed a large area of land into fragments.
Feeling the overbearing and aggressive momentum of the silver-haired old man, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes also appeared with a wave of fanaticism.
"I'm just giving them a lesson. I haven't shot directly to take their lives, I have given you a chance to show up!"
"In addition, you should be thankful that because of your timely appearance, the holy fist door has been saved up and down."
"If not, what you see now is not just the five elders who were badly injured, but the corpses of your holy fist gate running across the wild, and the blood is flowing!"