Fighting the Martial Universe

what?

Zhang Mofan, who was at the pinnacle of the true mystery, dared to speak out in front of Jiang Wenshan.

Doesn't he know how terrible Jiang Wenshan's methods are?

You know, Jiang Wenshan is vying for the 11th place on the Weekly Ranking, and he didn’t even show his fighting spirit.

For a time, all the warriors in the Holy Land of the Southern Zhou Dynasty fell into a dead silence, and the atmosphere was terrible.

And Jiang Wenshan's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he almost shot Zhang Mofan directly.

The powerhouse of his dignified Profound Profound late stage, the eleventh in the Southern Zhou Sacred Soil Weekly Ranking, was actually criticized by Zhang Mofan.

With his strength, even if the Western Zhou Dynasty Holy Land Weekly ranked first, he would not take it seriously.

And Zhang Mofan, a small pinnacle of True Profound, was so arrogant.

He finally understood now why Zhang Mofan dared to sabotage Su Tian's wedding, doing things without regard for the consequences.

He has seen arrogant, but he has never seen such arrogant.

"Boy, what did you say? You say it again, say it through your head."

Jiang Wenshan took a deep breath, calmed down, and spoke again.

In his opinion, Zhang Mofan should have spoken quickly before uttering such irrational words.

"What? Do you want me to say it again?"

Zhang Mofan is neither overbearing nor overbearing, and has no intention of joking at all.

At this moment, all the warriors in the Holy Land of the Southern Zhou Dynasty turned gloomy.

If Zhang Mofan's previous answer was a slip of the tongue, this time, there is no reason at all.

This Zhang Mofan was completely crazy.

"Good, good, you are really arrogant."

Jiang Wenshan smiled without anger, but he cast his eyes on the Wuxin monk, saying: "You are the number one in the sacred soil of the Western Zhou Dynasty. The warrior around you is so arrogant. Are you self-discipline? Or do you need me to help you discipline?"

Discipline?

Monk Wuxin looked helpless, how could he have any strength to discipline Zhang Mofan, it was almost the same for Zhang Mofan to discipline him.

"I can't discipline him."

Wuxin monk said.

Jiang Wenshan thought that Monk Wuxin wanted to stay out of the matter, looked at Zhang Mofan, and said, "Zhang Mofan, it seems that you don't even want to take care of you even if you are number one on the weekly list. Then let me discipline you."

"This saint, if I take action, isn't it a violation of the rules?"

Jiang Wenshan asked.

Now, the warrior of the Holy Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty is carried by the Lord Zhang Wei, and everything he says must be approved by the Lord Zhang Wei.

Otherwise, he would be disrespectful to the Lord by forcibly making a move.

The saints, but the masters in the holy palace, all exist at the level of saints.

"Are you sure you want to shoot Zhang Mofan?"

Zhang Wei asked in a condensed voice, something weird in her beautiful eyes, isn't this just sending a face punch?

"of course!"

Jiang Wenshan nodded, and didn't think much about it. He didn't see it with his own eyes. Even if Zhang Wei told Jiang Wenshan about his current strength, he would not believe it.

"Zhang Mofan, do you agree?"

Zhang Wei turned her head, looked at Zhang Mofan and asked.

"agree."

Zhang Mofan looked funny.

"Okay, then you start lightly."

Zhang Wei saw Zhang Mofan's playful look, and was afraid that Zhang Mofan would directly attack him. If he directly killed him, then the Lord of Xuanqing Sacred Palace would be violent.

Zhang Mofan nodded and said he agreed.

But this scene, as well as the words of Zhang Wei Shengzun, fell in the ears of Jiang Wenshan Su Tian and all the martial artists in the Holy Land of Southern Zhou, but it seemed to be a different flavor.

They felt as if they had hallucinations.

What do you mean?

Want to make Zhang Mofan a little lighter?

A strong man at the pinnacle of the true profound, with a lighter start, could he still defeat the martial artist in the late stage of the profound profound?

Even if the powerhouses of the late Profound Profound stage are standing there and let the warriors of the True Profound Peak attack, they can hardly hurt a single cent.

Especially the two saints of Xuanqing Sacred Palace also felt strange that Zhang Wei, as a saint, should not aimlessly.

However, Jiang Wenshan was completely angry and started to act lightly. This sentence should be changed to him.

He jumped and jumped directly to the position above Zhang Mofan's head, looking down at Zhang Mofan, aggressively, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

And Zhang Mofan also jumped up from the deck, floating in the air, facing Jiang Wenshan.

This time, it was the first confrontation with the sage warriors of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Since the other party wanted to find fault, then before the Zhou Tian total ranking, shocked the other party.

"Zhang Mofan, remember to tap it gently."

Saint Zhang Wei still felt a little uneasy, and once again confessed.

Zhang Mofan can only nod his head, he has always made a sense of action.

Of course, Sovereign Zhang Wei was afraid that Zhang Mofan could not control his power. In the later stage of the true profound, he could kill the peak of the deep profound. Now he has been promoted to the peak of the true profound, to deal with the latter.

The gap among them is naturally extremely scary.

However, Zhang Wei's kind reminder fell in Jiang Wenshan's ears and made Jiang Wenshan's anger even stronger, unprecedentedly strong, almost materialized.

"Venerable Zhang Wei, your reminder, I don't know if you despise me too much or that kid too much?"

Jiang Wenshan said coldly: "I am ranked eleventh in the Southern Zhou Sacred Soil Weekly Ranking, and the strongest in the late Shenxuan period. Why do I need him to start lightly?"

"Oh? Are you trying to make me go all out?"

Zhang Mofan replied coldly.

He went all out, it was terrible, at least it was not something that a deep black martial artist could bear.

"Without further ado!"

Jiang Wenshan screamed, and between his eyebrows, there was a mountain gleaming. The mountain peaks were like five fingers, and it was a peerless earth-level fighting spirit, five fingers Foshan.

Actually, this five-fingered Foshan was transformed by the mighty power of a Buddha to suppress a peerless monster.

As soon as the Five Fingers of Foshan's fighting spirit came out, Jiang Wenshan's momentum rose steadily, almost reaching the peak of the Profound Profound Realm, and carrying a terrifying force of suppression.

Anyone who sees him is like seeing a huge mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and will feel their smallness and five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, under his feet, the profound formation also condensed, and layers of profound light radiated, conveying amazing profound meaning.

"Jiang Wenshan was really angry, he actually sacrificed his fighting spirit directly, five fingers Foshan."

"Jiang Wenshan was on the Zhou Tian list, vying for the 11th place. He didn't actually get out of Five Fingers Foshan. Actually, his soul-fighting stunt, Buddha, is terrifying, and the powerhouses of the Profound Profound Peak can be directly suppressed and immobile."

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The warriors in the Holy Land of the Southern Zhou Dynasty were shocked one by one, and Jiang Wenshan directly sacrificed the fighting spirit against a kid at the peak of the true mystery, which is indeed rare.

Those warriors in the Holy Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty could also feel the heavy suppression from Jiang Wenshan's body, making it inaccessible to anyone.

"Boy, are you going all out to try one?"

Jiang Wenshan yelled, and a terrifying aura broke out and turned into a wave of anger, actually pushing Zhang Mofan back a step.