614: C614 No One Moved?

C614 No One Moved?

0At this moment, the two elders standing in front of the emperor snorted and walked forward. After arriving at the front of the group, Old Ying said, "I didn't expect that the brat has grown so much, but since I was able to force you to jump into the cold pond, I can also let you stay here today …"

The corner of Zhang Fan's mouth curled up slightly as he once again revealed a sneer. At this moment, the Emperor spoke to the guard beside him. After that guard nodded his head, he also left.

Zhang Fan and Miao Mu naturally noticed it as well. In their hearts, they understood that they had lost their helpers, but the two of them didn't pay much attention to it.

"Feng Ling, these two little fellows probably don't need me to do anything, right? I'll leave them for you." Miao Mu Shan then said with a smile, "Besides, aren't you our enemy as well?"

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded his head, "Leave these two to me." With that, a violet light began to glow around his body before he looked at the two elders and waved his hand, "Both of you, attack together."

"Such arrogant words. This old man alone is enough to deal with you!" At this moment, Elder Ying's face revealed an extreme anger. He grit his teeth and snorted. At this moment, he also rushed forward with a huge amount of energy enveloping Zhang Fan.

At this time, everyone present also began to retreat. Yang Sixuan was also pulled out by Yang Zhuo, in order to prevent the battle from affecting them.

At this moment, his eyes swept the surroundings. To a mere Saint-rank expert, there was no need to talk about a great battle. He just wanted an extremely intimidating presence here …

An afterimage appeared, and Zhang Fan's figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was directly in front of the old man, and his right hand shot out to grab at Old Ying's neck.

A look of disbelief appeared on his face. He wanted to retreat, but felt an enormous pressure pressing down on his body. His heart was shocked as he raised his head to look at Zhang Fan, only to see a pair of ice-cold eyes staring back at him.

"I'm no longer the same person you used to be." At this moment, Zhang Fan could not help but recall the scene of Little Iya being ruthlessly smacked by this person once again. As he thought of the scene where Qing Ya was almost beaten to death by this guy, the coldness in his eyes deepened, and his killing intent became even stronger.

"Old Ying!" The other old man's face fell as he too began to run in the direction of Zhang Fan.

A thought flashed through Miao Mu's mind. He was going to lend a hand, but at this moment, he sensed something and shrugged his shoulders. His expression returned to a tranquil state.

As the old man rushed over, he suddenly felt a surge of suppressed energy. Almost instantly, his body became immobilized. That's right, it was the soul power that Zhang Fan had broken through so many times.

"Buzz." The old man naturally didn't dare to believe it. His Martial Spirit also appeared in his hand.

"You've taught me one thing, strength is always strength. In this world, strength has the final say." Zhang Fan looked at Old Ying for a moment, then said, "You've taught me one thing, strength is always strength. In this world, strength has the final say." Zhang Fan looked at Old Ying for a moment, then said, "You've taught me one thing, strength is always strength.

Zhang Fan looked over his shoulder at the old man and once again his soul force vibrated. The old man let out a groan as blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth. When his soul force relaxed, the old man also fell down from the sky.

They lost a generation of experts so easily …

Extremely shocked and incredulous expressions appeared on the faces of everyone present at the same time. What kind of strength was this? While they were shocked by it, everyone held their breath as their gazes simultaneously locked onto Zhang Fan.

The Second Prince's face was filled with shock. He had always been diligently cultivating, but now, he saw an insurmountable gap between the two.

Yang Sixuan's face revealed a shocked expression. This was Zhang Fan's current strength?

"I would really like to thank you. Do you know how difficult it was for me to go through all this today?" "It can be said that it wasn't because of your pressure that I wouldn't have come this far. If it wasn't for your actions back then, I wouldn't have taken such a risk." Zhang Fan looked at Elder Ying with a pair of ice-cold purple eyes.

At this moment, the frenzied soul force was completely suppressing his body, causing him to be unable to move an inch. At this moment, all he could do was look at Zhang Fan in shock and disbelief.

"Hehe, it's about time for it to end." Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders as a smile appeared on his face. At this time, the Heavenly Spring Sword floated out from the body of another old man, and quickly arrived beside Zhang Fan. "Now, I also want to tell you, you can provoke some people, and some people you can't afford to offend in your entire life."

"Stay your sword!" A hasty voice came from outside.

Zhang Fan smiled coldly and shrugged in an commanding tone. He stabbed Elder Ying with the Heaven Spring Sword. "It's over!"

After killing two people consecutively, Zhang Fan's expression still remained calm. His eyes did not even blink at this moment.

At this moment, seven elders came rushing in from the outside with a large amount of energy surging in all directions.

Zhang Fan glanced at the seven of them, his expression as calm as ever. It was at this moment that the golden-armored generals rushed in, surrounding them from the inside out.

After scanning the seven old men, he frowned and shrugged his shoulders. There were two Emperor level masters here as well, so it seemed that the royal clan of the Fire Wu Empire was also a very strong existence. However, his current expression was still very relaxed.

"Those who don't want to die, just leave this place," Zhang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said coldly.2

The seven of them naturally didn't leave after hearing this. Some of the ministers of the Fire Wu Empire glanced at the emperor. They wanted to leave, but the emperor hadn't given them an order, so they didn't dare to leave this place rashly.

"No one moves?" Zhang Fan frowned slightly as his gaze flickered once more. He looked at the seven elders and asked, "Do you all want to come at me together or do you all want to come at me one at a time?"

"What big words!" At this moment, an old man took a step forward. He first glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground, then raised his head and looked furiously at Zhang Fan, "I'll take care of you first!" With that, he snorted coldly and dashed outside.

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curled into a sneer as he watched the scene unfold. Naturally, he also followed them out. He knew that if he made too much of a move, this great hall would definitely be scrapped.

At this moment, Miao Mu mountain forest smiled as he also strode out. There were also four elders that stayed behind. As for two of them, they were responsible for protecting the current Emperor.

At the same time, the emperor also stood up, clenching his fists and sweeping his eyes over the two corpses. Although he was extremely angry, the shock on his face was still there. How could this happen?

Amidst his shock, he also walked out at this time, because he also wanted to know the result.

At this moment, Yang Sixuan followed him out. She was also concerned about the results, but she was also a bit worried.

When they arrived outside, everyone naturally saw the two floating in the air. The atmosphere was basically tense. Perhaps in the next moment, the battle would completely erupt.

However, they were also looking from afar, and did not choose to approach. Instead, they looked from afar, but on the side of the four old men, the energy was currently floating, and it was clear that they were planning on rushing forward at any time.

The old man facing Zhang Fan clenched his fists. He was too lazy to speak at this moment, and a crazy surge of energy swept towards Zhang Fan.

The old man was an Emperor level master. Although his level was not very clear, he was definitely below Zhang Fan. Because, that feeling was very clear, there was still a huge gap between the two of them.

"Bang!" With a simple collision, a crazy energy spread out in all directions. The dazzling energy was so deafening that it made everyone from the Fire Dance Empire look up in the air. Some of the experts from the Fire Dance Empire were astonished.

Gradually, more and more experts began to float in the air. Even the elders from the various clans and sects began to float out. They were all curious as to who was fighting who. From the fluctuations of energy, this was something that only an Emperor level master could create.

Miao Mu's eyes swept across the surroundings. His expression was one of shock, but he did not choose to make a move. He remained silent.

When his gaze landed on Zhang Fan, it was obvious that he was stunned for a moment. Then, an unavoidably shocked expression surfaced on his face. He had just heard that Feng Ling had returned, and he didn't even see anyone when he ran out. He didn't expect to see him in this kind of situation.

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