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"This……"

Old man Wang was a little hesitant, struggled for a moment, finally sighed heavily, and said: "Actually, I used to be the patriarch of the Wang family of the Qingtian family."

"You? Was the patriarch of the Qingtian family?" Zhao Fan looked sideways, showing a rare look of surprise.

Old man Wang is extremely wretched, and a bit lecherous, so he was the patriarch of the Qingtian family?

"Mr. Zhao, don't believe it."

"My name is Wang Ze, and I used to be a well-known figure in Bazhou."

"It's a pity that a long time ago, the Wang family of the Qingtian family suffered a drastic change. I took Xiaohu and fled there to hide here."

"I thought I could avoid the Wang family's eyes and ears, but I didn't expect them to find this place and take Xiaohu away."

Old man Wang looked lonely and said helplessly.

"Mr. Zhao, Xiaohu can be regarded as half of your apprentice."

"Can you save him?"

"If he is brought back to the Wang family, even if he does not die, he will be crippled."

With a pleading tone, old man Wang hoped that Zhao Fan would bring Xiaohu back.

"lead the way."

Under the expectant eyes of old man Wang, Zhao Fan didn't talk nonsense, but said calmly.

As the former said, Xiaohu is also his half-disciple, Zhao Fan can't sit idly by.

The most important thing is that the other party also destroyed the palace where he lived. If he didn't kill a few people, wouldn't it be shameless for Zhao Fan to spread the word?

When your cultivation base is weak, you don’t have to worry about your face. When your cultivation base is strong, you don’t even have any face. How can you mess around in the ancient fairy world in the future?

Even if it wasn't for Xiaohu's sake, he still had to liquidate some members of the Wang family for the sake of face.

No matter what kind of Qingtian family you are, you have to pay the due price when you come to Lao Tzu's territory to destroy the house and forcibly injure someone.

……

A black-golden warship traverses the top of the mountains. This place is full of heaven and earth immortality, and it is an extremely rare treasure in the North Ridge area.

On the warship, the "King" flag fluttered in the wind, filled with a soul-like oppressive momentum.

On the deck, Xiaohu's eyes were blank, as if his own soul and consciousness had been taken away, he sat like a statue.

Around him, several tall royal family members guarded him closely to prevent any accidents.

"Emperor-level bloodline, this is a rare bloodline in Eternal Ancient."

"With his bloodline, perhaps the Supreme Elder can be reborn. It is also a great achievement for us clansmen to bring him back."

A handsome man glanced at Xiaohu and smiled coldly.

Their status in the Qingtian family and the Wang family is not high, but they are all members of the direct blood lineage. In the past, they lacked opportunities to perform meritorious deeds, but this time they finally had the opportunity to show their faces.

"This person's pedigree is amazing, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not be coveted by other strong men."

"Why didn't the third master return directly to the clan?"

Some people whispered that the so-called "Three Masters" are their leaders this time, Wang Sankong of the Wang family of the Qingtian family, who is a powerful emperor in the entire Bazhou.

"What do you know?"

"The third master came to Beiling this time. Apart from liquidating that traitor Wang Ze, the most important thing is to learn that the big man from the Zhou family is also in Beiling."

"The current momentum of the Zhou family in Bazhou is much more domineering than our Wang family's. Of course, the third master wants to take advantage of this rare opportunity to ask to see that important figure of the Zhou family, so as to improve the relationship between the two families."

"That kid Ming Yang has already sent an invitation card, and that big man from the Zhou family should be here in person soon."

……

"What are you talking about?"

Just as the members of the Wang family were discussing, a tall and majestic figure walked out of the cabin with fast pace.

The outline of his face is as resolute as a knife, his eyes are piercing, and his gestures and gestures are filled with an awe-inspiring and powerful aura.

"Meet the third master."

"Meet the third master."

Seeing Wang Sankong's appearance, members of the Wang family saluted respectfully, not daring to show any disrespect.

Among the Wang family of the Qingtian family, Wang Sankong's status is not as good as that of the head of the family and the elders, but he is definitely a real power figure, who can use part of the family's resources and strength at will.

"All cheer me up."

"This seat has already invited that big man from the Zhou family to meet here."

"If you lose face to the Wang family, wait until I go back to see if I don't deal with you well."

Wang Sankong glanced at the clansmen and said coldly.

"Please don't worry, third master."

"We will certainly not lose face for the family."

The handsome young man in the lead smiled and signaled Wang Sankong to relax.

Boom!

Just as his voice fell, suddenly there was a deafening roar in the distant sky.

A big blue-gold hand, like a dark cloud pressing down on the top, broke through layers of void, and grabbed the black-gold warship head-on.

"Wang Sankong, hand over my grandson."

A sound like thunder exploded.

"Ok?"

"Wang Ze? You're not dead?"

Wang Sankong frowned slightly, and said with a hint of surprise.

I hit old man Wang hard before, and the other party was already dying. How could I continue to chase here?

But without giving him more time to think, the big blue-golden hand had already been slapped down, and the energy fluctuations that diffused made the entire warship roar and tremble.

"Hmph, courting death!"

Wang Sankong snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped out a palm, dazzling fairy light illuminated the sky, and the big blue-gold hand exploded layer by layer.

A somewhat wretched figure appeared in the sight of the members of the Wang family, it was old man Wang.

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"Wang Sankong, you didn't expect that?"

"I've recovered alive and well."

"If you don't hand over Xiaohu today, I will peel off your skins one by one."

Old man Wang sneered at first, and then said confidently.

"Really rebellious Wang Ze!"

"Not long ago, wasn't he suppressed by the third master himself to the point of death?"

"Now that it's intact, why are you still chasing us?"

……

Seeing old man Wang's wretched smile, the members of the Wang family looked at each other in shock.

Who wouldn't be surprised that a person who should have died appeared alive and kicking in front of him at this moment?

"Traitor, this seat clearly shattered your fairy body, yet you can still restore it."

"Could someone save you?"

Wang Sankong stared at Wang Ze with eyes like torches, and asked in a deep voice.

It was he who personally injured Old Man Wang before, and naturally he was very aware of the latter's physical condition, even if he had a medical emperor, it would probably be impossible to recover.

But the old man Wang not only recovered, but judging from the shot just now, it seems that even his cultivation base has returned to the peak state.

Wang Sankong looked around, feeling a vague premonition in his heart.

"Hey, are you scared?"

"That's right, not only someone saved me, but also a god-man descended from the heavens."

"The old man is my biggest backer. If you are wise, let Xiaohu go, otherwise, don't blame the old man and I will kill you."

Old man Wang grinned, showing his old yellow teeth, and continued to speak confidently.

"Pretend."

"If there is such a god-man, let him come out to fight, why should I, Wang Sankong, be afraid of him?"

"You guard this kid, I will kill the rebel."

After speaking to the clansmen, the aura around Wang Sankong soared, like an awakened ancient monster, stepping out and killing old man Wang.

His momentum is too strong.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Sankong had already appeared in front of old man Wang, and he punched out with five fingers.

The surface of his fist is glowing with a black gold luster, as if it was poured from special divine gold, and it contains extremely terrifying law energy.

If he was hit head-on by this punch, even the emperor who had completed the death period would probably be unbearable.

Old man Wang is well aware of Wang Sankong's methods. This guy is using the extremely rare Thunder Fist. He almost proved himself an emperor with boxing. Although there is a difference from the rumored emperor in the body, his combat power is far superior to that of his peers. .

"call out!"

Old man Wang's figure was as erratic as a ghost, and he avoided this heavy punch very quickly.

But his shoulder was still rubbed by the fierce fist wind, and his robe was smashed to pieces and his flesh was blurred in an instant.

"Traitor, you must die."

"No one can save you."

Seeing this, Wang Sankong sneered again and again, his fists opened and closed, and every blow made the surrounding hundreds of miles of void violently distort and crack.

He is extremely confident in his own strength, and he follows the path of boxing to prove the emperor. Although his cultivation base is still in the late stage of Nirvana, his real strength is comparable to the completion of the Nirvana Stage.

And although old man Wang has recovered his original cultivation base, he has stagnated for so many years, and now he is barely staying in the late stage of nirvana. What can he do to fight him?

"It's a bit tricky."

"However, you are still a little too tender."

"Before I couldn't compete with you, it was only because of the suppression of me by the power of heaven."

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Wang's face turned cold instantly, his eyes became captivating, and the aura around him also skyrocketed!

At this moment, old man Wang seemed to be a different person.

He is no longer wretched and cowardly, and has transformed into an indomitable and unrivaled emperor.

"Dangtian Town Demon Fist."

The old man Wang's energy and spirit were integrated into one, and he punched out loudly.

"Dangtian Town Demon Fist?"

"The terrifying boxing scriptures that were lost in the previous generation?"

Wang Sankong's face changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal, even if it was the lost boxing scriptures of the previous generation, so what?

He is confident that his boxing is invincible!

boom!

The two completely different fists collided heavily, causing the void to explode layer by layer, and the terrifying aftermath of energy spread in all directions.

Old man Wang stood motionless like a rock, but Wang Sankong let out a muffled grunt, and retreated a hundred meters away uncontrollably.

"This bad old man is still a little bit capable."

Without attracting the attention of any members of the royal family, Zhao Fan's figure appeared not far away, watching the scene calmly.