The old man from Wu Pingmeng died.
The competition on the martial arts field can proceed smoothly.
The fog finally dissipated under the combined effects of sunshine and wind, everything around became clear, and the air became fresh.
The autumn mood at this time was also very cool.
Meng Fan knew that he had a new threat due to holding the election.
The powerful Wu Ping League.
There is also the Chu family, a hidden family.
Meng Fan wiped his face with his sleeve, curled his lips and said, "It really makes people unable to stop."
He couldn't help but look at the Nanwu Sect again and saw the five peaks.
But in his current view, the five peaks turned out to be very short, so short that he could step on them with just a slight lift of his feet. .
Although he is now in the sixth level of immortality.
But he still has the ability to forcefully kill the eighth level of immortality.
Du Changjue said that the strong men in the world of cultivation can only reach the eighth level if they can survive.
Strong men with higher cultivation levels can only go to those hidden families to find good things, good things that make people feel refreshed.
But he didn't feel complacent about his sudden increase in cultivation.
He recognized himself very clearly.
When he killed the old man from the Wu Ping Alliance, the reason why he killed him so easily, as if the oars were wiped out in ashes while talking and laughing, was because he had just broken through and the violent power of the Five Elements was at its unstoppable peak.
In this state, let alone an old man from the Martial Arts Alliance, he can kill two or three more.
But as the power of the Five Elements slowly subsides, it is like a volcano gradually cooling down.
If he wants to exert that kind of strength again, he must continue to improve his cultivation, and then control that kind of terrifying power, and even let him That kind of power is even more terrifying "Wow haha, congratulations to the deputy palace master" "Young deputy palace master, you are so powerful, you really killed that old man, haha."
"Look, what I said is correct, right?
I'm afraid of young people with punches.
If you just hold on a little longer, you can kill the opponent.
How about that?
I'm right, right?"
Fu Antai thought he had calmed down, and staggered over from a distance.
He forced a smile to congratulate Meng Fan, with a lot of tears in his nose, which were shining in the sun.
He didn't look like the wealthy man from Fu Ji.
Boss Defu "Little Deputy Palace Master, you lied to me, didn't you?"
After walking over, Fuantai put his hands on Meng Fan's arms.
The muscles on his face twitched for a while, and he couldn't help crying.
He really cried.
"You really are hiding your strength, right?
You already knew you could kill that old man.
Can you please return the transfer contract I wrote?
I was too scared just now and I didn't write it voluntarily."
Holding Meng Fan's arm hard, Fuantai cried bitterly.
His head is much clearer than before.
He really regrets that the family fortune accumulated through hard work for most of his life has been given to others in such a confused way.
He is reluctant and regrets it very much.
"Boss Fu, as you wish."
Meng Fan actually took out the contract and handed it to Fu Antai.
"Really give it back to me."
Fuantai stopped crying immediately and reached out to take it, but then his hand stopped in mid-air and muttered, "You lied to me this time, right?"
"No."
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Meng Fan still held the contract and did not take it back.
"You should have heard what the old man said when he died.
Our troubles are just the beginning.
The big trouble is still to come.
To be honest, I really hope You take back this contract, and I hope you will continue to be the boss of Fuji.
In this way, Wu Ping When people from the alliance come to Shibazhongshan again, the first person they will look for will definitely be you, your Fuji.
And the reason why our Ziyang Xiaogong went through this muddy water is to put it bluntly, we are working for your Fuji, so I have too many friends.
There is a lot of room for maneuver, Boss Fu, you are a smart person, you should understand this."
After that, when Fu Antai refused to accept it, Meng Fan actually took the initiative to give the contract to Fu Antai.
With the sound of paper clattering, Fuantai shivered and took a step back suddenly, and the contract fell to the ground.
He was as afraid of the contract as he was of the wild beasts.
"Boss Fu, after the competition over there, please give Ziyang Xiaogong all the profits it deserves."
Meng Fan said expressionlessly, "From now on, I, Ziyang Xiaogong, have nothing to do with you Fu Ji. , if the Wu Pingmeng comes to kill again, it will definitely not be two or three people.
I am afraid that all the immortal experts from the Eighteenth Layer Mountain will not be able to stop the other party.
I will not be able to help you at that time.
I should also think about my retreat. , Boss Fu, just ask for more blessings."
After saying that, Meng Fan stepped up and left.
Fuantai's face suddenly turned pale.
He grabbed Meng Fan's arm again and said urgently: "Little Deputy Palace Master, where are you going?
Don't leave me alone.
What if someone else from the Martial Review League is coming?
" "I'm too dirty.
Let's go back and take a shower."
Meng Fan spread his hands.
"How about I wash up with you?"
After witnessing Meng Fan's domineering power with his own eyes, Fuantai felt that staying beside Meng Fan was like a small boat staying in a sheltered harbor.
He felt very safe and timidly said, " I'm afraid I'll be dirty too."
The contract lay on the ground, fluttering on the turf.
Fu Ji, all the family property is like worn out shoes, ignored by others.
"there" "They are all here" "Great, it's okay, everything's okay" At this time, a person hurriedly ran over from a distance.
He was a fat man.
As he ran, the flesh on his face trembled like a surging tide.
It was not Liang Liang who was pretending to be Fu Luer.
Who is Bai Tian?
There was another person following him casually, lazily placing two life-and-death sticks on his shoulders.
It was Ouyang Yunyi.
By the way, why are they here?
It turned out that after Meng Fan left the inn to secretly observe the situation of the Jidu Gang, Liang Baitian saw that Meng Fan had not returned for a long time, and subconsciously thought that something unexpected had happened, and hurriedly pulled Ouyang Yunyi over to check the situation.
Fortunately, everyone was fine. .
Liang Baitian slowed down, and the fat on his face trembled less.
After heaving a sigh of relief, his mind was filled with endless doubts.
Shouldn't everything be fine?
Shouldn't Fuantai be kidnapped?
How are you doing well now?
Why is there no one from the Extremely Poison Gang?
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Moreover, according to the original plan, Meng Fan was just here to observe the situation and there was no need to show up.
Why was he standing with Fuantai?
Why was Fuantai still holding Meng Fan's arm?
What's going on?
"Son!"
Before Liang Baitian could figure out what was going on, Fuantai let go of Meng Fan's arm and stumbled towards Liang Baitian, not paying attention to his own situation and crying even harder.
"You don't know, dad just walked away from the ghost gate.
If the deputy palace master hadn't saved him, you wouldn't have seen dad again.
Dad's legs are still soft now.
It really scares dad to death. ah" Fuantai pounced on Liang Baitian's fat body, like a monkey climbing a mountain.
Liang Baitian allowed Fuantai to hold him and cast a questioning look at Meng Fan.
"Brother Fu, just ask your father."
Meng Fan didn't explain much, simply put down a sentence, then changed his solemn expression and looked at Ouyang Yunyi with a smile: "Brother Yunyi, let's compare our speed.
We will end at the inn."
Ouyang Yunyi, who didn't think anything would happen to Meng Fan at all, once he heard that Meng Fan was going to compete, without waiting for the announcement to start, he grabbed two sticks of life and death and ran towards the inn.
Lotus flowers rose under his feet, and in a blink of an eye.
He disappeared, leaving only an arrogant laugh: "Brother Meng, whoever loses will eat shit?"
Meng Fan curled his lips, lowered his body slightly, and suddenly rose into the sky, like a brilliant rainbow rising into the sky and falling towards the town.
Ouyang Yunyi, who was flying triumphantly, suddenly raised his hand.
He always paid attention to his self-cultivation, and for the first time he cursed: "Second O":