Nine hundred and sixtieth chapters one enemy
The so-called robbery is obviously quite interested. When Meng Fan heard the words of the old man Panshe, he hit it off. The mutual appreciation between the two people encountered, and his eyes were lit.
In addition, Meng Fan added this plan, and was already preparing to turn the so-called business into powerful forces of the Demon Cloud Tower and Fenglei Pavilion.
I have to say that looking at the entire northern region, those who dare to do business on these two forces are probably extinct and are a rare existence.
What a supreme existence in the two towers and three pavilions, but now it is like a group of prey in the eyes of Meng Fan and the old man Panshe, and they must be washed away by blood at any time.
"Hehe... Brother Meng Fan, your words are deeply loved by me!"
The old man Panshe laughed dryly, and the two hit it off and immediately discussed how to do business. Of course, there was also the final issue of sharing the spoils.
However, Meng Fan was not greedy and directly proposed a 50-50-point account and got the needs of each person, which also obtained the consent of the old man Panshe.
After preparing everything, the two of them smiled and walked towards the depths of the Soul-Breaking City at the same time. If someone saw the smiles on the faces of these two people, they would have to shiver. This was simply a standard gathering of an old fox and a little fox, and their stomachs were probably all bad waters that cheated people.
"For the peace of all realms and the salvation of the people, I must put the things in other people's pockets... into my own pocket!"
As he walked, the old man Panshe said to himself, and Meng Fan couldn't help but shake his head.
"Old sir, your reason seems to be wrong!"
"Damn, don't you think so?"
"Well, I admit to being the same as you!"
While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the Battle Hall of the Soul Broken City at the same time. As the truly top-notch force in the Soul Broken City, the so-called Battle Hall is not difficult to find.
Even though it is not the base camp of Zhantang, you can find a huge manor at a glance, located in the center of the Soul Broken City.
At first glance, it looks like a super-large mansion, exuding a kind of majesty, and outside it is guarded by layers of guards, standing in rows, wearing golden armor, with sharp eyes. Obviously, the people who can garrison here are absolutely extraordinary.
They are all elite strong men strictly selected from the Battle Hall. They are surrounded by runes outside this mansion, and there is a vague energy array that can be opened at any time.
The breath spread faintly, and the defense of the Zhantang Mansion was absolutely extraordinary. All the people who came and went were afraid and avoided it. At a distance of thousands of meters, not many people dared to step on foot.
After all, the title of Zhantang has been resounding throughout the northern region forever. Who dares to provoke him on weekdays?
However, today the door of the mansion is quite lively. From time to time, people come here and step into it. They are all rich or noble, and their powerful aura spreads.
Obviously today is the day when the Soul-Destroying Festival begins, which naturally attracted countless strong people. However, some people stepped into it and came here, showing their identity to the guards, taking out a strange small sign, and then they were allowed to enter the mansion.
Meng Fan and the old man Panshe stepped forward, but they did not show their true bodies, but instead made some treatments.
I have to say that if the true body is revealed, it will be enough to cause an earthquake. Meng Fan is different from the past, and there are only a handful of generations of his age who can compare with him.
Her black robe made Meng Fan look like a handsome young man, and her signature white hair was already covered up by him.
Behind him was the old man Panshe who looked like an old servant, probably only around the Tianyuan Realm, his breath was erratic, making people unable to understand.
The two of them headed straight for the Zhantang Mansion one after another. According to the information they obtained, this soul-breaking event was held in the Zhantang Mansion, and now there are strong people coming and going.
However, just before Meng Fan and his two figures came to the Zhantang mansion, they were stopped by the guards in the head. One of the men said respectfully,
"Two, today my residence has opened a soul-breaking event. If you want to enter it, you need to show the passable sign!"
Forehead…..
Upon hearing this, Meng Fan and Panshe looked at each other. You must know that although they had inquired about the information about the Soul-breaking Fair, there were some signs of companionship there.
"No... okay?"
Meng Fan laughed dryly and said helplessly.
"Sorry, you, this is the rule of Zhan Tang!"
The big man spread his hands, quite speechless. Who dared to step in here without authorization on weekdays? However, when he felt the terrible aura hidden in Meng Fan's body, he did not dare to say more.
However, the next moment, before Meng Fan could speak, a long sound suddenly came after him, which was a roar of a monster. There was a huge chariot coming from a distance.
In front of him, there was a huge white tiger. It was like a tiger walking, and it was full of fierceness, which shocked everyone and dodged one after another.
Because this white tiger was a monster that reached the level of supremacy, not to mention that the people in the car were extremely fast and rushed here. Some people who could not dodge were directly hit by the chariot. Then the huge white tiger claws slapped on them and turned it into a pool of blood mud.
"Get out of here, you are not lucky if you don't have eyes!"
Standing on the chariot, an old servant snorted coldly and roared. Obviously, he had no feelings about hitting and killing the few people, but instead felt disgusting.
The old man's words immediately attracted endless anger from the people around him. However, after seeing a sign behind the chariot, everyone's expression became astonished and angry, but they did not dare to speak.
"Hmph... This is the car of the famous young generation of genius Yulong in Zhanzhou!"
"Yes, so arrogant, but this jade dragon has some strength. It is rumored that it has already entered the Xuanyuan Realm. It is itself a top genius in the Ten Thousand Realms!"
The crowd made the strong men who were still resentful before retreat and sighed inwardly.
Obviously, although the characters in this chariot are arrogant, they have the capital to be arrogant. With the powerful aura of the Xuanyuan Realm, the people around them are enough to shock them, so they dare not say much.
The latter moved forward, and the huge white tiger kept stepping on the ground, dust spread everywhere, making waves of vibration, and in an instant, he came to Meng Fan and others. At this moment, the latter had slowed down, after all, he had already arrived at the Zhan Hall mansion.
The old servant standing on the tiger cart snorted coldly and said lightly,
"Lord Yujing is here, and the idle people wait and dodge quickly!"
Obviously, the idle people mentioned by the old servant at this moment refer to Meng Fan and Panshe Old Man. These two people came here before him, but Yu Jing and others did not plan to line up at all.
Upon hearing this, Meng Fan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile,
"Who is idle?"
“Bold!”
Standing on the chariot, the old servant snorted coldly and glared at Meng Fan angrily.
"Little boy, how dare you talk to me like this? Are you desperate? You widen your dog's eyes and see whose car this is!"
"I don't know!"
Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders, which was not false, because he really didn't know him. For Meng Fan, both Mo Qingtian and any younger generation were the same in front of him. Only in one battle, why should we know him?
"court death!"
Hearing Meng Fan's words, the old servant couldn't help but let the old servant roar and raised his hand. The white tiger in front of him had already roared, and the huge tiger claws grabbed Meng Fan directly.
With one move, he was strong and powerful, covering Meng Fan under this huge tiger claw. You should know that this white tiger is more than ten meters tall, and it means to completely suppress Meng Fan.
This scene made everyone around him shake their heads, afraid that Meng Fan would be beaten into a blood cake under this blow.
However, standing there, Meng Fan smiled, just raised his hand, Lingkong grabbed the huge tiger claw, allowing his terrifying body to stop in the air, and all the force turned into invisible in Meng Fan's hand.
"Why, haven't you eaten?"
A faint sound fell, Meng Fan threw his backhand, and the tiger and the chariot behind him fell to the ground, making a loud bang, and the vibration force made it shatter directly.
boom!
The power was transmitted, and the heroes were shocked, and the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the chariot. It was a middle-aged man with a cold face and a burst of blood and blood, like a god.
At the same time, the latter's entire body rioted and slashed towards Meng Fan with a palm, covering the sky under this palm, with a terrible force that made the space sink.
The powerful Xuanyuan Realm master took action by himself. Obviously, Yu Jing, who was in it, could not bear it at this moment, and his breath burst out in one blow, and his palm spread. He already knew that he had encountered a very bad guy and wanted to crush him with all his strength.
"Boy, then you're looking for death!"
"You went out and read the calendar wrongly!"
Meng Fan sneered, and at the same time stepped forward to face him. The blood and blood in his body suddenly spread. Meng Fan, who had been standing in the same place, was still a handsome young man, but at this moment, he suddenly turned into an ancient giant beast and punched out with a punch. The fist shadow was like thunder, directly colliding with Yujing's palm.
Head-on-head!
It can be seen from the naked eye that one punch and one palm hit, and the two sides only touched each other, causing the surrounding space to tear apart, making a deafening sound.
Between the fragments of space in the sky, Yujing also squirted out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body retreated. At the same time, a thick sense of horror flashed through his eyes, and the blood in his body fluctuated continuously.
Obviously, just this blow is a clear judgment!
Standing between the place, Meng Fan did not hesitate at all. At the same time, his body moved, and suddenly stepped forward, turning into a phantom, and immediately came to Yujing out of thin air.
"I heard you are arrogant?"
Meng Fan smiled, but this smile fell into Yu Jing's eyes but there was a very terrifying smell. Before he could fight back, Meng Fan grabbed Yu Jing's pulse with five fingers.
The latter is just a strong man who has just entered the Xuanyuan realm. Now he is holding in Meng Fan's hand like a little chicken. At the next moment, Meng Fan waved his hand without hesitation and punched him quickly.
Under Meng Fan's group of fast punches, Yu Jing fought desperately, but you must know how powerful Meng Fan was, and suddenly fell into all the ears and heard the crisp sounds, which made countless people stunned.
Chapter completed!