"Haha, Zhao Fan, you really don't know that the world is so high that you can barely take advantage of me. Do you think the entire Dragon Sword Sect can be kneaded by you?"

"We Fang Yunqi has indeed admitted that we have fallen in this battle. You can draw a trail and I will satisfy you if you want to get any benefits. But if you go too far, the consequences may not be something you can afford."

"The three families and four sects of the Hidden Sect are in harmony. If you leave with benefits, we, Fang Yunqi, will not pursue you in the future for the sake of our face. But if you are more arrogant, even if I don't want this face, I will join forces with each family to strangle you with all my might."

"The Tianlong Courtyard has long been broken apart, but we still keep our promise. In less than thirty years, we have not set foot in the world. But if you struggle with each other, the birth of the world is just a matter of one word for us."

"At that time, none of the ants in the world who have something to do with you can survive."

Fang Yunqi laughed loudly. As a loser, she seemed a little arrogant. The threat in her words was unconcealed, and even involved Zhao Fan's family.

"You can now draw a trail and see if we Fang Yunqi can handle it!"

It seemed that he had recovered from the depression of losing the battle just now. Fang Yunqi looked at Zhao Fan with a sneer and said leisurely.

"I originally thought it would take some time to go to the Dragon Sword Sect this time, but I didn't expect that you would become idiots when you stayed in this mountain corner."

"A hero does not suffer any loss at the moment. Even a three-year-old child understands this principle. You, a leader of the Dragon Sword Sect, don't even understand it. I deeply sympathize with your IQ."

"I want me to draw a trail, right? Then my request is that from then on, there will be no ancient martial arts sect in this world."

Zhao Fan kept shaking his head and chuckling. In his eyes, Fang Yunqi, the leader of the Dragon Sword Sect in front of him, was completely mentally retarded.

"You dare!"

Angry roar came from the surroundings, and everyone's expressions changed rapidly. Nearly ten innate masters and the spiritual pressure of the master Fang Yunqi instantly fell on Zhao Fan. The strong murderous aura made the temperature suddenly drop a little.

Zhao Fan's mental power has long exceeded that of an ordinary innate master. How can this kind of pressure suppress him?

He sneered, inserted the Guan Gong sword in his hand into the soil, then flashed, and instantly arrived in front of an elder closest to him. The lightning flashed on his palm and suddenly slapped down with a palm.

The same spiritual pressure, the elder was completely suppressed by him and could not move. With a scream, he watched his palm slap his Dantian.

puff……

A mouthful of blood was spurted out of the human mouth without any surprise, and then the man weakly slapped on the ground with the screams of shock and anger around him.

"Avenge you, avenge me! He has abolished my cultivation level, he has abolished my cultivation level!"

Zhao Fan suddenly turned around. The group of people who were about to pounce on him were swept by his eyes and unknowingly slapped his feet. The person who was slapped by his palm was already full of tears, covering his abdomen with both hands, and a tragic howling in his mouth.

"So cruel, you are so cruel! Even if everyone in our Dragon Sword Sect is dead today, I will take you to cushion!"

Fang Yunqi spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the wound on his chest and abdomen immediately cracked. The red blood stains instantly soaked the bandage on his body, and roared at Zhao Fan with great resentment.

"Since you are life and death, what's the point of being cruel? If it's me who can't stand up now, can you still provide me with delicious food and drink? Don't disgust me with your double standards. I will definitely do what I want to do!"

Zhao Fan sneered, but his hands did not stop, and his body flashed continuously, and a roar like thunder was also ringing one after another. In an instant, two elders were severely injured, and one of them was also destroyed.

"Beast, stop me!"

An old voice came from the cliff on the side of the canyon, like thunder rolling, echoing in the valley. The old man wearing a long robe with white beards and hair jumped down from the cliff.

"The Supreme Elder, the Supreme Elder has come out of seclusion!"

Countless people looked at the old man, and howling sounded from everywhere. Zhao Fan saw the joy of living in the desperate situation on these people's faces, his heart slightly condensed, and he was secretly alert.

The man kept twitching on the branches of the trees on the cliff, falling like a bird. In just a moment, he was approaching.

Although she was old, she was still arrogant without anger. When she looked at Zhao Fan, she was under heavy pressure.

"Father, my child is unfilial, and I'm afraid it will be destroyed by my hands!"

When Fang Yunqi saw the old man appear, he finally left two lines of hot tears in his eyes. He covered his wound and walked forward a few steps, then bent his knees and knelt in front of the man.

"You are so cruel. Your biological mother Fang Jingxue is my daughter. Don't you know? If you actually want to kill your uncle, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

The man ignored Fang Yunqi, but glared at Zhao Fan and shouted loudly.

Zhao Fan was slightly stunned.

It wasn't that this person's words touched him, but that he had never thought that there was such a shameless person in this world.

Since he is Fang Yunqi's father, this old man is naturally Fang Jianxiong, the previous leader of the Dragon Sword Sect.

If you really want to say this person is indeed Zhao Fan's grandfather, and Fang Yunqi is indeed his uncle.

At this point in the world, he remembered to use ethics to suppress Zhao Fan. When they sent people to kill Zhao Fan several times, he never thought that he was Fang Yunqi's nephew? He never thought that he was Fang Jianxiong's grandson?

Even at this time, when Fang Jianxiong talked to him, he was still a sinister person. How could a grandfather call his grandson like this?

"Yes, crazy people will eventually be punished by God, for example, the grudges of the previous generation, I am not qualified to talk about right or wrong, but when you sent people to kill me several times, was my blood relationship with you?"

"I just realized that there were ancient martial arts sects in this world a month ago, and that I knew that the existence of the Dragon Sword Sect was. I realized that my biological mother was Fang Jingxue, and that my grandfather and uncle had been thinking about for so many years. I wanted to kill me."

"Did I do something wrong? It's worth your concern?"

Zhao Fan's eyes were as lightning as lightning, staring at Fang Jianxiong coldly, like a bloodthirsty beast. Every time he said something, he took a step further towards the man. The anger and powerful aura in his heart forced the man to step back step by step, his face full of anger and look of shame and anger. Aura that was even stronger than Fang Yunqi began to simmer on his body.

"Your birth is a mistake, and your existence is the shame of our Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect. I hurt my countless disciples of the Dragon-Slaying Sect and I destroy my countless elders of the Dragon-Slaying Sect. Today, I will send you on my own!"

Fang Jianxiong made a random move, and the Jiyue Sword on Fang Yunqi's waist made a light sound, and then happily fell into his hand. Then the sword light was magnificent, and he rolled towards Zhao Fan like a series of exercises.

Zhao Fan once said that his life is precious and he will never give up on his hope of living for any reason.

Not to mention these two so-called "relatives" in front of him, even if the person who is really close to him wants to kill him, he will never surrender.

Fang Jianxiong made a killer move, and his reaction was not slow at all. He reached out and grabbed Guan Gong's sword, and the same killer move was swung out without hesitation.

The loud rumbling sound rang through the vast valley, and swords collided with each other and sparked sparks. Then several muffled groans appeared, and the two separated in an instant.

"The system is cheating people. Didn't it mean that this clothes can't be broken no matter how you do it?"

Zhao Fan's body was covered with blood, but he was not in a hurry. His powerful regeneration ability made his injuries recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. He paid attention to the "work clothes" on him. He felt distressed for a long time when he bought it. The system once stated that the clothes could not be torn.

Fang Yunqi just now made a hole, and now Fang Jianxiong has directly cut it into a cloth strip, which makes him unable to help but complain.

"This sword is a bit weird..."

The system manager was silent for a moment and muttered awkwardly.

"At your age, you are indeed proud enough to have such strength. Fortunately, you entered here with a bold and arrogant attitude, otherwise in a few years, even I will not be able to do anything to you."

"You can go on the road with peace of mind. Maybe that beast Zhao Kaiyang is still waiting for you on the Naihe Bridge!"

Fang Jianxiong sneered, shook the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Zhao Fan again without stopping.

The blood light flew all over the sky again, Zhao Fan let out a muffled groan, and hurriedly retreated dozens of meters away.

This Fang Jianxiong is worthy of being the supreme elder of the Dragon Sword Sect. A long sword in his hand is like a dragon flying. Although he also used the moves of the Dragon Sword Sect, Zhao Fan could not keep up with his rhythm and was completely unpredictable.

At this moment, Zhao Fan was like a bloody man. Although all the wounds on his body were recovering rapidly, he still looked extremely miserable.

A defensive talisman appeared quietly in his hand. Just as he was about to crush it, a gray-haired middle-aged woman stumbled over and opened her hands to block him with her weak body.

"Fang Jingxue, you dare to come out privately?"

Hearing Fang Yunqi's roar, Zhao Fan, who was already guessing in his heart, was stunned in an instant.

According to his age, his biological mother Fang Jingxue is only in her forties at most.

But the woman in front of her had gray hair and her face was covered with fine wrinkles. Her body kept trembling, but she was protecting Zhao Fan tightly.

When Zhao Fan raised his eyes, he saw the neat scars on her hands and feet.

Fang Jingxue was able to be sent out by the Dragon Sword Sect and assassinate the heir Zhao Kaiyang, who was trained with all his strength, was absolutely not weak.

But at this moment, she is even weaker than an ordinary person, limping while walking, and is already disabled.

And this disability is because someone has broken the meridians of the hands and feet.

"You...you promise...you promise...I won't...kill him..."

It should have been a long time since I talked to others. Fang Jingxue's voice was hoarse and her pronunciation was awkward. It seemed that she had used all her strength to express her meaning completely.

Although he has not been with this biological mother since he was born, Zhao Fan's eyes were completely wet at this moment.

In a trance, he seemed to have seen the scene from that year.

I will go back with you and accept any punishment from you, but please let my husband and son go...
Chapter completed!