"Slow down? Is your IQ not enough, or do you think I am stupid? Kill my biological father and imprison my biological mother. I have tried to kill me several times. I won't talk about you anymore, do you think I will give you room for slow down?"

Zhao Fan smiled, and his smile was extremely cold, making people feel cold in his heart.

The grudge between the ancient martial arts sect and the Tianlong Academy has become a mess and cannot be resolved. Although he did not admit that he was from the Tianlong Academy, Zhao Tianlong was his own grandfather and could not be distinguished at all.

With such an identity, will the people from the ancient martial arts sect let him go?

The matter between his father Zhao Kaiyang and his mother Fang Jingxue was regarded as a great humiliation by the Dragon Sword Sect. Even if this sect cannot do anything to him, they will join forces with other ancient martial arts sects to strangle him with all their might.

As a son, he was forced to separate from his biological parents by these people since he was a child. His biological father's life and death were unknown. His biological mother had been blocked by them for so many years. How could he easily compromise?

"You idiot, do you know how powerful the ancient martial arts sect is? A congenital strength is amazing? The grandmaster is angry and has a million corpses. If you want to anger the sect leader, no one who has something to do with you will survive."

"We are giving you a chance to survive. Follow us honestly to the Dragon Sword Sect to apologize. Maybe we can survive, otherwise you will not even have a chance to regret it."

"How can a frog in the well like you imagine the power of a master? If the sect leader takes action, a slap like you can make a meat pie!"

Everyone kept retreating in fear, and kept shouting with a ferocious look. Even though so many of them were defeated by Zhao Fan, they still felt that Zhao Fan's Dragon Sword Sect was an enemy to hit the stone with eggs.

"So there is indeed a realm above the innate realm, is it a master? Then I'll really go and see it!"

"Since you are so unwilling to accept, I will save your life and let you see if the so-called master can make me a meat pie!"

The power of heaven and earth is so great that after reaching the innate, he can only mobilize a little bit. Zhao Fan had long thought that there would definitely be a higher realm above the innate, but he was suffering from no one's guidance. It was at this time that he realized this realm and was called the Grandmaster realm.

As they said, they saved their lives, their bodies did not pause at all, screaming in succession, and then there was endless cursing of crazy resentment.

The fate of these people is the same as Fang Xia and the four people he brought. Although they still have a life, they no longer have any strength. Unless they can get the same medicine as the healing medicine in Zhao Fan's hand, they will have to live a life that is worse than ordinary people in their lives.

"You are so cruel. If you have nullified the cultivation of so many of us, the Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect will definitely stay with you."

"You wait, the sect leader will definitely kill you in person!"

"Zhao Fan, you must die a bad death!"

The group of people lying powerlessly on the ground all had pale faces, and they all hit Zhao Fan's most vicious words one by one.

They are from the ancient martial arts sect. Unlike secular people, their strength is the foundation for their survival. Now Zhao Fan has turned them into waste people, and even with his eyes closed, he can know what kind of bleak ending he will face soon.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied. Why don't I just give you a ride?"

Zhao Fan sneered and said calmly at the people in front of him.

It was like a screaming duck suddenly choked by someone, and the cursing and shouting stopped abruptly.

It’s better to live than to die. Even if you can live like a dog, who would be willing to die?

"You'd better be able to disappear from my eyes before I change my mind. Because when I see you, I feel very bad. If I'm in a bad mood, I will want to kill someone!"

Zhao Fan shook his head sarcastically, waved at the few people like mosquitoes, and was too lazy to look at them any longer.

Seeing a group of people helping each other with weak help, Zhao Fan quickly checked the injuries of the Du brothers. With the foundation of 500 defense, although they were all hit and vomited blood, they did not have any fatal injuries. They just need to be recuperated for a period of time.

He instructed his family to take good care of the two of them, and Zhao Fan started the car and went out.

With the Yang family transporting to the ancient martial arts sects, these Dragon Sword Sects are naturally not short of money. Zhao Fan had long seen several luxury business cars waiting for them. When these cars started, he used exploration techniques to keep an eye on the movements of these people and followed them far away.

What surprised him was that after he was aware of why he could be self-sufficient, the ancient martial arts sect, who had gone out of the manor, entered the hospital without turning around.

He originally wanted to follow these people to find the specific location of the Dragon Sword Sect, but he didn't know that these people are now in vain and didn't expect to rush back.

After staying outside the hospital for two hours, I finally waited for it and the result was that the group of people were ready to return to the sect.

With Zhao Fan's technique, ordinary hospitals can't tell anything about them. Apart from some obvious injuries, how can they have the ability to make other changes?

This group of people worshipped the mysterious leader of the Dragon Sword Sect, as if they were to the god of heaven. After several discussions, they firmly believed that as long as they returned to the sect, this person would definitely help them recover their strength. Then they made up their minds to rush back as quickly as possible.

Three seven-seat business cars were speeding forward, while Zhao Fan's car followed a distance of one kilometer away from them. After a walk and stopping, it took four or five days to arrive in the northwest.

The sky is so blue that it makes people intoxicated, and the endless wilderness seems to have opened up a lot.

The people of the Dragon Sword Sect have full-time drivers, but Zhao Fan has been holding on for so long. The nameless martial arts have been running rapidly, and each operation has caused his fatigue to dissipate. At this moment, he doesn't seem to be discomfort at all, but instead he is energetic and in an unprecedented state.

When we arrived at the deserted wilderness, one kilometer was no longer enough to hide the track. We slightly opened up a little and followed him into the Kunlun Mountain Pass.

The vast Kunlun is majestic, with a cold winter season, covered with silver, mountains are continuous, and the sky is thousands of feet high.

Climbing the mountain pass, the thousands of peaks and valleys of Kunlun were like groups of galloping horses wearing silver-gray armor, rolling forward with the storm.

Such a scene is definitely not visible anywhere else.

The scenery is picturesque and intoxicating, but only those who have been there in person can imagine it.

After entering the mountain pass, all the people from the Dragon Sword Sect got out of the car. The driver drove away, and they began to hike towards the Wanren Mountain.

But soon, they began to feel a little desperate.

This is a plateau and a snow-capped mountain.

The air is thin, the climate is cold, and the mountains are steep...

In the past, they were all innate masters, so they were naturally walking on flat ground in such a place, but now they are all useless people who are not as good as ordinary people. The snow-capped mountain in front of them, which is usually not seen in their eyes, is now a completely nightmare for them.

It was another day of walking and stopping. At night, I finally climbed two snow-capped mountains that were not too high, and the people of the Dragon Sword Sect had only half their lives left.

A gorgeous firework is particularly eye-catching in the night, and a slight light reflects the entire earth.

Zhao Fan, who had been very impatient, finally had some joy on his face.

This is not a high-tech, as long as you are a person, you can understand it. The mountain gate of the Dragon Sword Sect should be not far from here. These people sent a signal and called on people from the sect to come and answer.

Sure enough, less than half an hour passed, and the person who was receiving the Dragon Sword Sect came.

The sound of a group of people crying came from afar. In the depths of the silent snow-capped mountains in the night, like a wolf howl. Then angered cursing and scolding continued to come. The group of people who came to pick them up helped these people bustle towards the deeper the snow-capped mountains.

This saved Zhao Fan a lot of trouble. Although he got the position of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect from Fang Xia and others last time, if he really wanted to come and find it, he would definitely not be able to find it so easily.

Moreover, under such circumstances, he could not verify whether the information he received was true or not. If the other party gave a fake address, it would be enough to fool him into wandering around the vast snow-capped mountains for many days.

When someone led the way, Zhao Fan seemed particularly leisurely and contented to follow him from afar, climbing the snow-capped mountains along the way. It was not until the sky was dawn that he reached the side of the snow-capped mountains and entered the sea of ​​clouds.

Fortunately, there was exploration technique, otherwise he might have lost it in this situation. Because after these people entered the sea of ​​clouds, they walked around for a while and then slid directly from the edge of a cliff.

When Zhao Fan followed the cliff all the way, he used exploration techniques to see that there was a vast and vast canyon under the cliff.

The canyon is at least a few hundred meters deep, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, and there are thin clouds and mists above the head. Although there is still sunlight, it still gives people a gloomy feeling.

There are countless villages in the long canyon, and when Zhao Fan was halfway down the vines on the cliff, he looked into the distance and saw pavilions that were obviously much taller and more luxurious in the distance.

This is like another world.

Villages, rivers, farmlands, paths...

It looks like a rural scene, and the farmers working in the fields are all pale and thin and ragged, like slaves from ancient times.

Most of the houses in those villages were walls made of loess and stones, covered with a thick layer of thatch. Time here seemed to have stayed for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years ago.

When the people of the Dragon Sword Sect appeared on the relatively wide road, all the working farmers on the roadside knelt down at them in horror, then crawled on the ground, with their faces tightly pressed on the ground, just like ancient civilians who saw the emperor.

The group of people who were walking in a hurry didn't even look at these people, and quickly set up a few carriages, with the sound of hooves and dust leaving.

"No wonder their eyes grew to the top of their heads. It turned out that they were hiding in this place and being a local emperor was like a feeling!"

Zhao Fan sneered, slid down into the canyon faster, took out his "work clothes" from the backpack space and put them on, and then followed in the direction where those people were walking.

The farmers in the fields looked numb and their eyes were dull, but when they saw Zhao Fan appear, they did not reveal much emotion in their indifferent eyes, and they even watched him keep moving away in a daze.

It was not until Zhao Fan walked a thousand meters away that these people seemed to have reacted and ran towards the wooden frame bell bells bells that were already rusty.

A hoarse voice sounded in the canyon, and then passed into the depths of the canyon like a beacon. In just a short moment, Zhao Fan had already seen the disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect with a long sword around his waist begin to rush towards this side.
Chapter completed!