Fighting the Martial Universe

　　 Zhang Feng has never been so eager for strength for a moment. Ever since he was ruined, since he had Xiao Fan, he wanted to be a father with peace of mind and raise Xiao Fan into an adult.

　　 Now that Xiao Fan has achieved success in his cultivation, he doesn't need to take care of himself anymore, he can really devote himself to cultivation.

　　 He could feel that Qing Luan had never forgotten him, and still loved him deeply, but there was a huge gap between them.

　　 This gap is insurmountable.

"Zhang Feng, when you really step out of Sky Cloud City, you will find that this huge Sky Cloud City is actually very small. For your own sake, for your wife, for your son, don’t make stupid things. thing."

　　 Qingluan left a sentence, and swept it all over, and then swept across the wall of Zhang's mansion, and left directly as he saw Zhang Feng.

　　 She is satisfied to see Zhang Feng, especially when she sees that Zhang Feng has her own son, who is still so good, she can also rest assured.

　　 Like a person, I naturally hope that the other person has a good life.

　　 Today, the relationship between her and Zhang Feng was completely broken.

　　Walking on the street, Qing Luan is very worried.

　　 At this time, Zhang Mofan chased up and said: "Sir, can you take a step to speak?"

"it is good!"

　　 Qingluan nodded.

　　 The two moved to an inn and sat down in a private room.

　　 "There are things, my father didn't tell you, but I, as a son, must tell you."

　　 Zhang Mofan poured a cup of tea for Qingluan and said: "I am not my father's biological son."

　　 "What did you say? You are not his biological son?"

　　 Qingluan's pretty face showed a hint of horror.

　　 "Sixteen years ago, in order to support me, my father was injured by the people of the Killing Soul Clan. He was injured in his rounds and could no longer practice. His father died and his younger brother died."

　　 Zhang Mofan said sadly: "It's all because of me. My father raised me up, but lost everything. I know that he has never forgotten you."

　　 Upon hearing this, Qingluan also took a deep breath and said, "He is a good father, but unfortunately, he is not a good man."

　　 After all, she left again, it was too late, everything was too late, even if she knew all this, what could she do?

　　 "Lord Soul Envoy, I know it is almost impossible for you to reunite with your father, but can't you give him some hope?"

　　 Zhang Mofan said.

　　 "Hope? If I give him hope, it will really hurt him."

　　 Qingluan slowly said, "Even if the Soul Fighting Palace is made aware of his existence, not only him but even you may be implicated, you will all die."

　　Unless, Zhang Feng can really cultivate to the strength above the Hall of Souls, but is it possible?

　　 "Zhang Mofan, you are too sharp, you have to be careful in the future, after all, you have no background."

　　 Qingluan reminds me.

"Master Soul Envoy, I have heard all the conversations between you and your father. Father has lost too much for me. I know that you still love my father. Therefore, in three years, I will go to fight the soul myself. Dian, preside over the wedding between you and your father."

　　 Zhang Mofan looked at Qingluan with a sonorous voice. He once vowed to make up for Zhang Feng's regret.

　　 So, after three years, he will definitely go to the Hall of Souls.

　　 According to his knowledge, the top powerhouse in Dongzhou is the powerhouse of Zhengang level.

　　 For three years, if you really want to cultivate, it may not be impossible.

　　 In this Zhou Yuan realm, no matter where it is, the strong is respected. As long as he cultivates the Tao to the extent that everyone fears, Zhang Feng and Qingluan can naturally be together.

　　 It's just that his remarks are too domineering. Domineering makes people think he is crazy.

　　Where is the Hall of Soul Fighting? That is the holy land in the minds of all warriors in Dongzhou.

　　 However, Zhang Mofan threatened that three years later, when Qingluan inherited the Young Master, he would take his father to the Hall of Fighting Souls and preside over the marriage between his father and Qingluan.

　　 How arrogant is this?

　　 If the people in the Hall of Souls heard Zhang Mofan's words, they would kill Zhang Mofan immediately.

　　 "Ignorance!"

　　 Qingluan sneered and left slowly.

　　 No one has ever dared to provoke the majesty of the Hall of Souls.

　　 "Ignorance?"

　　 Zhang Mofan smiled, he practiced "Prince Ancient East Emperor Jue", and also mastered the cultivation method of fighting spirit.

　　 In three years, it is not impossible for him to reach that height.

　　The Hall of Soul Fighting is a true feminist power. Men have a very low status in front of them, and men only end up prostrate.

　　 It is said that the Hall of Souls Fighting has spread a high-level technique that can only be practiced by women.

　　 Therefore, only women can inherit the hall masters of the Hall of Fighting Souls. Therefore, in their eyes, men are just their vassals.

　　Basically, almost all the soul envoys in the Hall of Souls are women.

　　 Back to Zhang Mansion, Zhang Feng was still in the side hall.

　　 Just as Zhang Mofan walked over, Zhang Feng suddenly walked over and said, "Xiao Fan, I have figured it out clearly, I want to go out and make a break."

　　 "What are you?"

　　 Zhang Mofan was slightly surprised.

　　 "Three years later~www.wuxiaspot.com~Qingluan inherits the position of the young palace lord, and also wants to marry another man, no matter what strength I can cultivate in these three years."

Zhang Feng slowly walked to the door of the Partial Hall, looking up at the sky, and vowed: "I will go to the Hall of Fighting Souls, let the whole world know that Qingluan is my Zhang Feng's woman, and can only be my own woman. ."

　　As he spoke, a powerful sharp edge emerged from his body.

　　 There has never been such a moment before, Zhang Mofan has never felt such a powerful edge, like a long-lost peerless sword, turned out.

　　 "Father, go without worry, Zhang Family, you don't have to worry about it."

　　 Zhang Mofan said.

　　 "Xiao Fan, in three years, I will go to the Hall of Fighting Souls. You can't go to the Hall of Fighting Souls regardless of life or death, understand?"

　　 Zhang Feng exclaimed, leaving everything aside and leaving Zhang Mansion directly.

　　 This time, Zhang Feng really wants to live for himself.

　　 "Father, in three years, I will be your strongest backing. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will definitely destroy him."

　　 Zhang Mofan secretly swears in his heart that he knows that his father also wants to be strong. Only when he is strong can he have the confidence to go to the Hall of Souls.

　　 "Brother Fan, your father is not easy."

　　 At this time, the Eighth Master came over and said slowly.

　　 "What do you mean by this?"

　　 Zhang Mofan was surprised.

　　 "In the past month, I saw your father used the soul fighting. If I am not wrong, your father should be one of the three ancient soul clan of Zhou Yuanjie."

　　 Baye said.

　　 "What? Sword Soul Clan?"

　　 Zhang Mofan was slightly startled. He who possessed the most sacred memory of Qinghuo, how could he not know the existence of the Sword Soul clan?