"Since the old man has arranged for me to take on this matter, I can't always be a turtle, right? I'll have to take action sooner or later, sooner or later."

"And in my opinion, the ancient martial arts forces communicate less and looser with each other than the Tianlong Academy. Before they can react, they can take advantage of it. At worst, if they can't beat it, they will ask for help from the official and let them bombard it with airplanes and cannons. I don't believe they can survive."

Zhao Fan smiled indifferently and shook his head and said.

"Young Master, you are wrong. The alliance of ancient martial arts forces is much stronger than we imagined. Maybe this time it was delayed for thirty years before they were born, so they still need to adapt. However, before, they almost forbidden, and their leader even had the power of life and death over the disciples of major forces."

"Otherwise, why have they fought with us for so many years? If they could defeat each one, how could we allow them to exist until now?"

Mo Feng sighed and shook his head and said solemnly.

"Haha, then I can't care so much. Anyway, if you don't take advantage of it, you'll be bastards! I don't care why they have such an information gap. Anyway, if you can eliminate an expert on the other side, you will be less pressure when facing them!"

Zhao Fan nodded deeply in agreement, but then he laughed again.

What Mo Feng said makes sense, at least the old man is already the strength of a grandmaster now. With Zhao Fan's ability, he can break the Dragon Sword Sect alone. If he wants to destroy a force, there should be a great possibility.

However, perhaps it was the inertia of thinking that made the old man always fear this force and never tried to do this.

However, Zhao Fan knew nothing.

I only know that I want to rescue Fang Jingxue, but I only know that if I don’t solve the Dragon Sword Sect, these people will be asking for trouble for him endlessly.

So he went there with a silence, and he succeeded just like that.

While the few people were talking, Gu Bochong's car speed did not slow down and soon arrived at the door of Xu Yuan.

Investigation has long seen the situation in Xuyuan.

The guards responsible for defending the place had already been beaten to the ground. Gu Peixun must have been injured, leaning on the steps in front of the small attic, looking at the group of people in front of him with anger on his face.

Gu Ziyan, who had a slap on her face, was standing stubbornly in front of Gu Peixun, with her pretty face pale and her body trembling gently.

Standing in front of her was a young man.

Like Fang Xia, who Zhao Fan met at the time, he had long hair tied up on his head and a golden crown.

Behind this man, there were four middle-aged masters, with their thin and dark purple robes gently swaying in the breeze, like the ancient princes and nobles, with a bit of nobility and the majesty of the superiors that cannot be ignored.

This is the second time Zhao Fan has seen such a scene.

These people from the ancient martial arts forces really do not regard ordinary people as human beings.

When the Sun family rushed into Wen Chenggong's house, they beat their family up miserably. When the Huangfu family arrived in Xuyuan, they also had no scruples, and even the elderly and women were not spared.

The young man in front of Gu Ziyan looked at her with a smile and said leisurely: "The phone call has been called, why haven't your reinforcements arrived yet?"

Before Gu Ziyan could say anything, the man glanced at her chest with a lewd look and said like a gift: "I look pretty good. After I deal with your Gu family, I can follow me back to be a concubine. As long as you serve me well, I can make you live comfortably."

"Shameless!"

Gu Ziyan had a bad temper at first. Although she had suffered a loss at this moment, she heard the man say such disgusting words so brightly, and she roared angrily, and after taking a step, her body hit the man's chest.

Her strength has improved during this period, but it is just a secret force after all. I can't tell how strong the young man in front of me is, but I must be much more skillful than her.

The man's chest sank slightly, and he used the slightest gap to avoid the power of relying on this clumsy. Then he smiled and stretched out his hands and hugged Gu Ziyan, laughing loudly, "You're going to stop judging current affairs. Are you going to throw yourself into your arms so soon?"

"Beast, go to death!"

Watching his granddaughter be adjusted in person, Gu Peixun was so angry that his hair and beard were wide open. He reached out and clapped his palm on the ground, forcing him to stand up and pounced towards the young man.

"snort!"

The young man didn't even look at him. A man in purple robe waved his hand behind him casually, and an invisible energy pushed Gu Peixun backwards, directly smashing the attic door, and blood squirting to the ground.

"You are looking for death!"

Gu Bochong, who had just entered the attic courtyard, saw this scene. He jumped up as soon as he stepped on his feet and rushed towards the young man.

Gu Bochong is the power of the Transformation Realm. When he takes action, his energy is surging and his momentum is also extremely amazing.

However, his move still did not allow the young man to take a look at him. The one who took action was a man in purple robe behind him.

Just a palm, Gu Bochong flew backwards faster and felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer in his chest. If it weren't for the strong restraint, a mouthful of blood would have been spurted out.

"Innate?"

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and chose to take action without delay. Zhuanxu stepped out quickly under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the young man.

"court death!"

The other party didn't expect that he would be so fast. Seeing that he had arrived in front of the young man, several men in purple robe were also startled. While roaring, they all raised their hands and slapped him.

"roll!"

While Zhao Fan was stepping, Mo Feng was already following him like a shadow. When the four men in purple robe took action, he let out a cold shout, waved his hand and slapped out a terrifying strong wind, which collided with the palm wind of these people.

"boom!"

A muffled sound made the ground tremble. Mo Feng took a step back half a step, but several purple-robed men were slapped by his palm and retreated more than ten steps before he stood firm with surprise on his face.

"ah!"

The moment Zhao Fan appeared, the young man was already alert. He let go of Gu Ziyan as quickly as possible and attacked Zhao Fan at the same time.

This man was just innate strength, and it was really not enough to see in front of Zhao Fan. It was just a palm. The man let out a scream and flew out with blood all over his mouth.

"Kill him, kill all these people for me!"

Zhao Fan slapped the young man's face, and with anger, he directly knocked away the golden crown above his head. After being knocked away, the man rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

My head of black hair scattered like a madman, and the noble apricot robe on her body was covered with dust, and countless blood stains were stained on her face and body. How could she look as handsome as before?

A few purple-robed men around him naturally heard the roar, but they didn't move. They looked at Feng Qingyun Dan's Mo Feng with vigilance, and rushed to the young man in a few steps, protecting him with a little fear.

"Can't you hear what I said? You haven't taken action yet?"

The young man on the ground had not figured out the situation yet. Seeing that the four men in purple robe had not taken action, he still kept roaring angrily.

"Which hospital is you a master from the Tianlong Courtyard?"

One of them had a slightly dark complexion and a goatee-bearded man looking at Mo Feng and asked solemnly.

"The ancient martial arts forces are becoming less and less powerful now. Do you dare to rush into here just by a few innate ones? Isn't it good to live? Are you just so anxious to die?"

Mo Feng looked at the people in front of him with disdain. Although he was old, his waist and back were as straight as a javelin, and his body was filled with a momentum that looked down on the world.

The young man couldn't figure out the situation, but Zhao Fan had already felt that Mo Feng was actually a master.

"The Tianlong Courtyard has made great progress. In the mere martial arts court, there are also masters and masters in charge. You are strong and we dare not provoke you. Let's give up today's affairs and say goodbye!"

The goatee waved his hand, and the other two behind him helped up the young man who was already stunned after hearing the word "grandfather". He stepped forward and wanted to leave here.

"Did you not wake up? You can come when you say it, and you can leave when you say it?"

Zhao Fan hurriedly looked at Gu Peixun's injuries. After knowing that he was not seriously injured, he signaled Gu Ziyan to take care of him. Then he looked at the people and sneered.

"Haha, we are from the Huangfu family. Do you want to keep us?"

"If you hurt our young master, there will naturally be someone coming to you to get this fight back. I advise you to enjoy this last time and explain your last words as soon as possible!"

The man in purple robe laughed, raised his head and nostrils towards Zhao Fan, his face full of fearlessness and said arrogantly.

"I really haven't woken up. Mr. Mo, please let them wake up!"

Zhao Fan was angrily laughed by these idiots, looked at them with pity, and nodded at Mo Feng.

"yes!"

Mo Feng clasped his fists at Zhao Fan, answered, and then turned around and rushed towards the Huangfu family.

"Dare you? If our young master makes any mistakes, all of you will be buried with you!"

Seeing that Mo Feng really dared to take action, these people felt real fear. While getting up and roaring, they tried their best to block Mo Feng's attack.

They are not Zhao Fan. The spiritual pressure of the masters and masters of Mo Feng alone has already made them run around all their breaths. How much ability to fight back?

When Zhao Fan rushed to the attic with the injured Gu Bo, the five people who were still showing off their power just now were all curled up on the ground with a look of desolation.

Mo Feng did not cause them any fatal injuries, but with Zhao Fan's explanation, he did not mind letting them suffer more. He could not die, but his whole body was convulsed in pain.

It was okay for a few older people to be. Although they were sweating on their foreheads, they gritted their teeth and made no sound. The young man did not have such strong willpower. The sound of ghosts and wolves howling was extremely loud. People who were not sure about the situation thought that the Gu family was killing pigs.

"Notify the Huangfu family to come and get people. If you feel that you can take you back by force, let them come as long as possible. If you are not sure, let them tell them to let me see their sincerity."

"Otherwise, I heard that many corpses are salvaged from the moat in the capital every year. I believe that if you have more than you, such a large moat should still be able to be installed."

Zhao Fan walked to the goatee in front of the head with a cold expression, looked down at him condescendingly, and said calmly.
Chapter completed!