Fighting the Martial Universe

Luo Qingluan raised apricot eyes and saw a familiar face.

"Feng, Brother Feng? Why are you back?"

Luo Qingluan lost her voice.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath.

He just woke up and learned that the Soul Clan members were going to take him away, so he tried desperately to persuade Jian Yan and them to rush back here.

"Qingluan, I will take you back to the Sword Soul Race, and we will face the difficulties together."

Zhang Feng said.

With two lines of tears hanging on Luo Qingluan's face, he said, "Brother Feng, it's enough, it's enough!"

At this moment, she seemed to feel that her contribution to this relationship was worthwhile.

Even if she never sees Zhang Feng again, she is satisfied.

It is impossible for her to delay Zhang Feng's future in order to be able to be with Zhang Feng.

She smiled again on her face, without a little back.

"Brother Feng, go, I'll wait for you to come back."

Luo Qingluan said.

Perhaps this wait is very long, and it is very likely that a result will never be obtained.

But this life is enough!

"You really don't plan to follow me back to the Sword Soul Race?"

Zhang Feng asked.

Luo Qingluan shook his head, with a very decisive attitude. She followed Zhang Feng back to the Sword Soul Clan, which would only add trouble to Zhang Feng.

However, Zhang Feng did not speak. A princess hugged Luo Qingluan forcibly. He looked at Zhang Mofan and said, "Xiao Fan, I am waiting for you in the Holy Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty."

Zhang Mofan laughed when he saw Zhang Feng holding up Luo Qingluan domineeringly, "Father, you did a great job."

When Luo Yin saw this scene, he was also relieved and said: "Zhang Feng, Qingluan, I will leave it to you. I hope you can protect her."

"it is good!"

Zhang Feng nodded, holding Luo Qingluan in front of countless people and flew away.

A storm passed like this.

Zhang Mofan glanced at the members of the Xia clan and couldn't help but said: "You take the blame for yourself, no wonder others, in the future, I hope you will do it for yourself."

Now that the Xia clan has been punished, he will not go to exterminate them.

Xiong Kui immediately walked to Zhang Mofan's face, and said by mistake: "Master Zhang Mofan, did I perform well today?"

"Not bad!"

Zhang Mofan nodded, patted Xiong Gui's shoulder, and said, "I will never forget you in the future."

"Thank you!"

Xiong was so excited.

At this time, he understood why Zhang Mofan had been reluctant to reveal his identity because it turned out to be another means.

The sword soul clan appeared, Xiong Yu really didn't know what powerful background Zhang Mofan had behind him.

"Let's go back!"

Zhang Mofan waved his hand and was about to leave.

Then Nie Gu walked out and said, "Zhang Mofan, I didn't expect your strength to be so powerful. You will soon be on the Zhoutian ranking. I will not lose to you."

"If you can be promoted to the late Zhenxuan stage before the Zhoutian ranking, you may be able to compete with me."

Zhang Mofan left a word and left.

Xiao Lengyu and others also followed Zhang Mofan and left.

Everyone looked at Zhang Mofan's leaving back, and finally caused a violent sensation.

"The Heavenly Ghost Fighting Saint has fallen. I originally wanted to deal with the Heavenly Ghost Villa. It seems that I have to dispel this idea."

"There is a father of the young patriarch of the Soul Clan, who dares to move?"

"Furthermore, Zhang Mofan's strength is also terrifying. I really don't know what method he used to seriously injured the thirteen elders of the Xia family."

...

The masters of many sects dispersed one after another.

Soon, the entire Xia clan left behind the Xia clan members, and the entire martial arts field was ruined and decadent.

Xia Xingchen lay on the ground, his face extremely gloomy, gritted his teeth and said: "Elders, our Xia clan has fallen to this point, are you willing?"

"What can I do if I'm not reconciled?"

One of the elders said weakly.

Now, their ancestors of the Xia clan have died, and the patriarch is also dead, and the status of their Xia clan has plummeted.

However, Zhang Feng became the young patriarch of the Sword God Clan, even Zhang Mofan was also the owner of the Heavenly Ghost Villa, and the Xiong Gui from the seventh stage would obey him.

Even if they are not reconciled, what can they do?

"We can't deal with Zhang Feng, but we can deal with Zhang Mofan. When I recover from my injury, we will go to the Su clan to fan the flames."

In Xia Xingchen's heart, there was resentment. He had no cultivation base and became a useless person. It was absolutely impossible for him to stop doing this.

He can't deal with Zhang Mofan, but the Su clan can.

At this time, Zhang Mofan and others were already on their way back, and all of them were sitting on the fan.

"Luo Yin, if you have nowhere to go, just stay in my Heavenly Ghost Villa."

Zhang Mofan said.

Luo Yin nodded, and had no objection. Now, she was carefree, maybe she could do something she likes.

"Zhang Mofan, it will be on the weekly list soon, don't lose the chain."

Xiao Lengyu took out a piece of jade in his hand and said, "This piece of jade is called the Heavenly Spirit Stone. You only need to spend a day to infuse your own qi into it, and you may be able to detect your spiritual roots."

Participating in the weekly rankings, the most important thing is not the strength, but the spiritual root of talent. Only when the spiritual root reaches the standard can it be listed.

Zhang Mofan took the stone and said, "Can this thing detect the roots of talent?"

It's not that he doesn't know the magic weapon to detect the spiritual root of talent, it's not this stone.

"Of course not. This is just a rough test. As for how many levels can be reached, the people of the Holy Palace need to test it personally."

Xiao Lengyu said.

"Could it be that you have no confidence?"

Zhang Mofan asked.

Xiao Lengyu shook his head, and said: "I have a Tianling test result, which is not very ideal. Of course, the final result depends on the side of the Holy Palace."

"With your current talents, it should be no problem to reach Tier 6 or above."

Zhang Mofan comforted.

He doesn't really care about this talented spirit root ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. He only believes in himself. He knows what he has experienced and endured from his first incarnation to the present.

The spiritual root of talent is indeed a criterion for judging the potential of a warrior, but it is not the only criterion.

Sending Xiao Lengyu and others to the outside of Xuantian City Pool, Zhang Mofan smiled and said, "I won't send you to Xiao Mansion anymore. See you on the Weekly Ranking."

Xiao Lengyu suddenly took out a handkerchief and threw it in front of Zhang Mofan: "Catch it."

Zhang Mofan turned out smoothly.

After opening it, it turned out to be a good bag.

"Zhang Mofan, this kit was given to you by my grandmother. I didn't have time to give it to you before. Grandma asked you to open it alone. Don't let other people know the contents of the kit."

After Xiao Lengyu finished speaking, he smiled slightly, turned and left.

Holding the kit, Zhang Mofan was also very curious about what kind of kit this sacred apprentice would give him.