Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Get it right away, or kill you!"

When this was said, there was silence in the entire Yinfeng Building. Countless gaze, the ambiguous Qi Qi looked over to see who was so bold, and even released such rants.

In particular, the four masters of the Zhang family, even more instantly rushed to the face, like boiled red prawns, anger to the extreme.

When the crowd separated, they saw a teenager wearing sunglasses and came with a glass of wine. The teenager is full of gray hair and long hair, like the old man who has experienced vicissitudes. The skin is crystal clear and the appearance is also very beautiful, and the body is full of a strange charm. There was a lazy smirk on his face, like everything in the world, not in his eyes.

‘Who is this person? How dare you be an enemy of Zhang? Don't you die? ’

In many people's minds, this idea emerges at the same time.

"Young people, there are things, not that you can intervene."

The old man in the coat was caged in his sleeve and coughed with a hoarse voice.

As a slave to the millennium Zhang family, the old man lived in Longchi all the year round. He was also incognito when he was young and walked the world. In his eyes, this secular world is like a big mudflat. There are only a few muddy spots in the area, and there is no such thing as a dragon.

If the world is not changed, Longchi will be present for a certain purpose. The old man will not look at the secular world in this life.

"There is no one I can't manage in this world."

Chen Fan walked around, and everyone silently gave way to the road in front of him. They all looked at this weird boy with amazement. For a woman, to offend the long-term Changbai Zhang family, as well as the Longchi, a simple head dizzy.

Many people sneaked in the middle of the show, whispered out:

"The girl, it seems to be a disciple of Beiqiong, is it the two people, are the people of Beiqiong?"

In the past three years, Xue Daisha and Yu Wenjing have been famous, but Axiu has been retreating in Beiqiongge for many years. He rarely shows up, so the world does not know much. However, on the revision, Axiu entered the Shenhai Sea early, and among the major disciples, he was second only to Huayunfeng.

Knowing that it was the Beiqiong faction, many people suddenly realized. But my heart is still worried, today's North Qiong, is not the Beiqiong faction of the invincible Earth.

"North Qiong?"

The old man in the linen only raised his eyes at this time. He swept Chen Fan and felt Chen Fan’s body empty, with the temperament of the mortal, and his eyes scorned. Only when I look at Axiu, I pay more attention to it, but it is only one point.

"I didn't expect to see the North Principal disciples here, but what about Beiqiong? Inviting Miss Xu, is the son of my family. It is the North Qiong faction here, and I have to give in front of my family."

The old man is faint.

"Oh, my master used to cross the world, stepping on the Holy See, destroying the **** sea, hitting the United States, bowing down the earth. I don't know where your Zhang family was?"

A Xiu sneered.

The old man's pupils are miniature.

When Chen Fan was a **** of great devotion, many secrets were more or less concerned. Only everyone is guilty of ghosts and not willing to take the first shot. Moreover, Chen Fan’s strength is indeed too strong, as strong as Changbai Laolong, and he is afraid to win. In the end, Chen Fanjun will be allowed to land on Earth.

"Oh, let's say how you said that the North Qiong faction died early in the Kunming market. How can he be able to rival the Kunxun Baixian and the Seventh Shangzong? Today, Xianmeng was established, and your Beiqiong faction will also be turned into history. The dust is gone."

The old man in the linen said, and then ignored Chen Fan and his two eyes, and his eyes looked cold and eagle as he looked at Xu Rongyu:

"Miss Xu, please, don't let the son wait for a long time."

But at this time, the cold and arrogant frost, the genius of Xu Rongzhen, as early as Chen Fansheng sounded, it turned into a sculpture, staring at Chen Fan, as if sculpture.

"Miss Xu!"

The old man in Mai clothes increased his tone and his eyes became colder and colder.

Xu Rongzhen still seems to be unknown.

"Humph."

The old man in Ma Yi’s face was angry and stretched out his thin hands, like an eagle-cat, shrouded to Xu Rong’s.

Hey.

The sound of the sharp voice in the void, that is his suffocating claws, the sound of the air. With this pair of hands, it is enough to pierce the gold and pierce the iron and tear a fully armed tank into pieces. Although Xu Rongzhen has a talisman, how can he block his gods?

Countless people who saw this scene suddenly became nervous.

Although everyone knows that the old man of Mai will not be ruthless, but seeing him shot in the middle of it, to capture a national goddess, or to send an interracial youth, many people are full of grievances.

"Hurricane, too mad."

An imposing man, pointing to the scene, shivering.

The people around can only helplessly sigh. As the immortals come, the mythical era opens. This world is becoming more and more inclined to force. The original rules have begun to be shredded. If it was three years ago, who would dare to act in the face of so many celebrities?

Just in the crowd, I thought it was impossible to avoid.

A cold voice suddenly rang in the ears of everyone:

"I said let you roll!"

The four words in front of the sound are still very dull, but in the end, suddenly turned into a stormy sea, like a thundering fall. In the ear of the old man, he instinctively had 10,000 shells and exploded. The true element of terror, mixed in the sound waves, is poured into his ears.

"what."

The old man screamed.

He was bleeding from the seven sputum, and the eardrum was completely bursting. He was shocked and visceral, and he did not know how many were broken. Although Chen Fan only uses one percent, or even one thousandth of the power, is it a paradise? At this point, he can kill the innate!

Looking at the head and rolling, the old man who made the miserable Ma.

Everyone is inexplicable.

Chen Fan’s attack was only for the old man of Mai, and everyone only felt that the voice was a little louder. The other four Zhang Jiazong masters, the same cloud mountain fog, but the intuition told them that the murderer is Chen Fan, so they all burst together. However, Axiu has long been in shape, and instantly smashed four afterimages. One punch and one punch, the four masters, all the internal organs ruptured, and flew out a dozen meters, and instantly killed.

In the end, only Chen Fan left the wine glass and strolled, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"hiss."

At this time, the talents felt wrong, and they swept Chen Fan and Axiu with shocked eyes.

"The girl is also a myth of the world. Raise the hand and kill the master like a chicken."

"More horrible, it should be the white-haired youth. He is silent, and he will abandon the Zhang family."

"I finished the egg, Xianmeng has not yet held. Beiqiong and Changbai Zhangjia fight, this cocktail party will definitely be very fierce."

Numerous people have talked about it.

At this point, Chen Fan has come to Xu Rongzhen. That glamorous and arrogant, like a black lotus came to the world, in the eyes of all people, the unattainable woman, suddenly flew into Chen Fanhuai, holding it and crying.

Everyone was stunned.

"I am going, is this the national goddess Xu Rongzhen?"

A rich businessman stuttered.

More people, with envious eyes and hate, look to Chen Fan, hate can not be replaced.

"Okay, oh, I am back. Everything will be fine." Chen Fan gently patted the beauty back and whispered comfort. Like a glamorous woman, she screams with red lips and gives a sweet nasal sound:

"Well, I listen to my brother."

Chen Fan glared at the girl, stepping on the old man on the linen, overlooking him like a ant: "I said before, if you don't roll, you will be full of you. Now, you are waiting for me to kill Zhangjia. It’s full of doors.”

"Bastard, do you know what you are doing? You are provoking a thousand years of Zhangjia, you are provoking a dragon pool, you are provoking a distinguished ancestor! You will give the Beiqiong faction a disaster."

The old man in the linen gnawed his teeth and cut his teeth.

"A mixed-race hybrid family in the district also threatens me? It is the old muddy land of Changbai. I also cramped it and made a whole snake feast."

Chen Fan said lightly.

When this statement came out, the whole audience was stunned.

Everyone, looking at Chen Fan with a madman. It’s not enough to provoke Zhang’s family alone. This white-haired young man even dared to release rants to Changbai’s ancestors? Who does not know, Longchi’s old dragon, which has lived for thousands of years, is a near-invincible existence, above the ranks of the celestial beings, and is the most powerful in the world.

"Maniac, really crazy!"

The old man in Ma Yi shook his head again and again, and hoped that Chen Fan would see the dead.

What happened in the hall, like the speed of light, instantly spread to the top floor.

At this time, the luxury of the top floor.

Zhang Ruoxu is standing in the middle of the middle, surrounded by stars, he is the representative of Changbai Zhangjia, is the host of the Xianmeng cocktail party.

Many of the family members of the chaebol, or the secrets of the people, even if they do not pay attention to Zhang Ruoxu, they must give him the face behind the dragon pool.

"If the virtual brother, if the Xianmeng is successfully established, Zhangjia will be able to sit firmly in the first place in the East. You are also the first in the East." The heads of several Japanese and Korean chaebols are surrounded by Zhang Ruoxu. , all kinds of flattery.

The Japanese family of Tian Yu, the royal family of Thailand, the Cao family of Dongdu, and other immortals have also come up to celebrate.

"These things are decided by the heavenly people. I don't want to be a heavenly person until one day. After all, I can't control the big picture." Zhang Ruoxou shook his head and showed his ambition. For people like him, this worldly power, such as the past, is not a land fairy, everything is empty.

On the other side of the Beiqiong and Kunlun, there was some silence.

This time, it was not beneficial to Beiqiong. Many families and forces began to swing around before Zhang Jiayu’s power. At this time, surrounded by Zhang Ruoxu, there are not only Japanese and Korean chaebols, foreign forces, but also many native Chinese families.

Fang Qiong recognized it.

The heirs of Yanjing Han and Li’s family are among them. You can also see the gods of the Northwest Wu family. In contrast, there are very few who rely on Beiqiong.

"Don't worry, this time, Zhang's abacus is wrong."

Fang Qiong is full of confidence.

At this time, the underlying message was passed up. Zhang Ruoxu’s face suddenly became stiff, and everyone around him could see it. He held the palm of his glass, and the blue veins violently swelled.

"Well, let this son look at it, and Beiqiong has a new Tianjiao character, dare to let this rant."

After that, Zhang Ruoxue coldly swept the direction of the Beiqiong faction and led the public down.

Everyone around, naturally followed him, Fang Qiong revealed a smile, but also took Beiqiong people down the stairs. The entire roof is empty and instantaneous.

The person in charge of the reception has already started reporting crazy.

Suddenly, about the things inside the hotel, quickly spread to the outside world, everyone was nervous to come over, this time, as the first confrontation between Beiqiong and Zhang Jia before the Xianmeng.

For a time, the world has attracted attention.

PS: The author's cockroaches fell asleep in front of the computer, which made the code word super sorry, some late, there is a more behind