Zhang Fan did not hesitate and led the people towards Shiva Brahman. Aaron gritted his teeth and followed Zhang Fan, rushing to Shiva Brahman together.

On the way, Aaron hesitated again and again and said, "Master Zhang, I know you are very strong, but I still don't recommend you to provoke Shiva."

Zhang Fan was curious that Aaron still tried to dissuade him after seeing him take action, and hurriedly asked: "What's so special about Shiva? That makes you so careful."

Aaron said helplessly: "The Shiva Brahmins are the real indigenous mysterious force in the Golden Triangle. They are the oldest and their origin is unknown. They have rich drug resources and have the most powerful power."

"They believe in Lord Shiva and call themselves slaves of Lord Shiva. Lord Shiva bestows them with endless divine power."

"In the 300 years since the establishment of the Southeast Asian gang, there has been a time when its strength was at its peak. At that time, there was no Myawaddy Park."

"We want to take advantage of our strength to unify the Golden Triangle. The leader of the Southeast Asian gang at that time, my great-grandfather, has already reached the early stage of the Grand Master Realm of you Eastern warriors, and he will never return."

"Only one disciple escaped and came back to spread the word of Grandpa, saying that there is great terror in Shiva and the gangs in Southeast Asia should not be provoked again."

Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully: The initial state of the Grand Master is gone forever. It seems that these Shivas are not simple.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I don't think there is any gang that can't be defeated." Zhang Fan said confidently.

Although Aaron reminded Shiva that it is not easy, Zhang Fan, who was in the early stage of Shaoyang realm, was still confident that he could win this Shiva.

Aaron saw that his persuasion was fruitless and Zhang Fan didn't care, so he stopped talking, but if you look closely, you can still see a worried look on his face.

Soon a group of people came to Shivaram. Seeing such a large battle and the unkind people coming, Shivaram immediately went on defense.

Soon the Shiva Brahmins rushed out, and a middle-aged man looked at the group of people coldly and suddenly laughed.

"The Southeast Asian gangs and a group of rabble from Myawaddy Park, do you want to jointly attack Shiva Brahman? Who will give you the courage?"

The person who spoke was none other than Aditya, the sect leader of Shiva. He is the most powerful supernatural being of Shiva.

Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness swept over and saw that the Aditya Sect Master had reached the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm. Not far away, there was another Early Grand Master Realm. The group of people who followed him all had a certain level of warriors.

In China, isn't this a typical Guwu family? I didn't expect that there is such a force in the Golden Triangle.

What makes Zhang Fan feel strange is that for some reason, there is a special aura in Shiva that makes Zhang Fan feel very familiar, but he can't remember where it is familiar to him.

At this time, Li Zhenyu bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Master Aditya, today Mr. Zhang, the new boss of Miaowadi Park, is here to recruit your sect. I hope that the master will obey, so as not to cause death."

Aditya glanced at the young Zhang Fan and said disdainfully: "Miaowadi Park is nothing, and Maranian is nothing. What's more, you ignorant kid, if I hadn't been too lazy to pay attention to you, I would have wiped you out long ago. .”

After hearing Aditya's sarcasm, Li Zhenyu was about to fight back, but was stopped by Zhang Fan.

Aditya looked at Aaron from the Southeast Asian gang again and said in a deep voice: "Leader Aaron, your grandfather from the Southeast Asian gang has not long remembered the loss he suffered last time. Are you here to join in the fun?"

Aaron smiled awkwardly: "I have to come because of the situation. Please forgive me, Master Aditya."

Aditya snorted coldly, "It's a joke. If a tiger doesn't show its power, it really thinks that I, Shiva, is a sick cat. Today I will destroy both of your forces and unify this Golden Triangle region."

Without waiting for Zhang Fan and others to reply, Aditya shouted: "Come here, destroy these clowns."

Zhang Fan smiled lightly, asked everyone to step back, and walked forward, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

The Shiva Brahmin members drew their swords and guns one after another and surrounded Zhang Fan, trying to trap him.

However, their attacks seemed to hit the void and had no effect.

Zhang Fan's body was agile and he could easily dodge every attack, while also being able to counterattack with incredible speed.

There is infinite power between his fists and feet, and every punch and kick has the sound of breaking through the air.

The Shiva members were easily defeated by him one by one and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

They discovered to their horror that their own strength was as insignificant as an ant in front of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's movement was like a strong wind, quickly shuttling among the members of the Shiva Brahmin.

Each of his attacks hit the vital points of the Shiva members without fail, leaving them unable to fight back.

The fear among the Shiva members gradually spread, and they began to retreat, trying to escape from this terrifying powerful man.

However, Zhang Fan did not give them a chance to escape. His figure flashed, and he appeared behind each Shiva member in an instant, and slapped him on the back. The group of Shiva members instantly fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan's eyes scanned the surroundings, and a powerful momentum spread out. The disciples of the Aditya Sect retreated tremblingly one by one, with a look of horror on their faces.

They once claimed to be the elite of Southeast Asia, but now they feel absolutely powerless and insignificant.

The door owner Aditya stood aside with a solemn expression.

He is the supreme leader of Shiva Brahman, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm, but at this moment he also felt the powerful aura exuding from Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and appeared in front of Aditya in an instant, like lightning.

A flaming red dagger appeared in his hand, and the sword was glowing with fire.

Aditya's heart trembled. He took a deep breath, his whole body's energy circulated crazily, his hands formed seals, and he muttered words.

Suddenly, a powerful flame erupted from Aditya's body, and his figure instantly became blurred, as if he had turned into a ball of flame.

His voice came out from the flames: "Boy, do you think you can defeat me easily? I am a slave of the great Lord Shiva!"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect Aditya to have such a method.

His heart moved, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated crazily, turning into a golden light that enveloped his entire body.

Two powerful forces collided fiercely within Shiva, and the air was filled with rich flames and golden light.

The disciples of Shiva looked at this scene in horror. They felt the breath of death, as if the entire Shiva would be destroyed by this battle.

The battle lasted for a while, and Aditya finally felt the lack of her own strength. His figure gradually emerged from the flames, his face pale and sweating profusely.

He knew that he could no longer compete with Zhang Fan, and when he saw a vicious look on Aditya's face, he began to form seals with his hands and recite incantations.

Aditya vomited blood. After a while, he seemed to have aged dozens of years and had white hair. But at this moment, Aditya was very excited.

Aditya shouted loudly: "Great Lord Shiva, please come down and kill this hateful intruder."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared, nourished by Aditya's blood, and gradually solidified.

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