"You can't kill my husband Zhang Fan on your word."

Zhou Xiaolei's red lips rose slightly, and her eyes showed a mocking light.

"I can't be a disciple. What about me?"

As soon as Zhou Xiaolei's voice fell, a cold and incomparable laugh rang out between heaven and earth.

With the sound of this cold laughter, a bearded old man in a white robe came out behind a huge stone and walked towards Zhang Fan and Nie Zi. His body was full of amazing breath.

In this amazing breath, the surrounding space, are shaking up, there are a lot of click, click sound, the space seems to crack, forming a black hole.

"Yes."

Hearing the cold laughter, Zhou Xiaolei was stunned. Seeing the old man coming out from behind the boulder, she felt the breath from the old man. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a touch of surprised light. She stared at the old man who was coming, and said coldly, "are you the one who gathers spirits and cultivates immortals?"

Zhou Xiaolei knew that Nie Zi had a master, and Zhou Xiaolei knew it from Zhang Fan's mouth. Therefore, she was not surprised that the old man with white robes said that Nie Zi was his apprentice.

The reason for the amazing light is also the cultivation of the old man with white robes.

"Little girl, I have a good eye."

Zhou Xiaolei's words made the old man with white robes show a smile on his face. He said with a smile: "if I am not wrong, you are also an immortal, and your cultivation is not weak."

Zhou Xiaolei is also an immortal?

After the appearance of the old man with white beard, Nie Zi's face bloomed with a smile as bright as sunshine. After hearing that the old man said Zhou Xiaolei was an immortal, the smile on her face was fixed. Instead, she looked at Zhou Xiaolei in surprise.

At this time

The voice of the old man with a beard continues to ring.

"I can't tell you how much you're doing in my later practice. Is it that your accomplishments are almost the same as mine, or do you master a very powerful concealment skill?"

When he said this, a touch of greed in the eyes of the old man with white robes and whiskers was fleeting.

One thing can be seen from this.

That is:

in the heart of the old man with white robes and beards, he does not believe that Zhou Xiaolei's cultivation is almost the same as Zhou Xiaolei. After all, Zhou Xiaolei's age is there. The reason why he doesn't see it is that Zhou Xiaolei has mastered a very powerful concealment skill.

For Zhou Xiaolei's extremely powerful concealment skill, the old man with white robe and beard naturally wants it.

"Ah..."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhou Xiaolei gave out a cold laugh and said in a cold voice: "if you are alone, you want to kill my husband Zhang Fan, not only impossible, but also will be killed by my husband."

As for the question of the old man with white robe and beard, Zhou Xiaolei ignored it directly.

In Zhou Xiaolei's words.

That is: a dead man doesn't need to know so much.

Just now, a word from Zhang Fan rang out in Zhou Xiaolei's ear.

"Xiaolei baby, everything has me, you don't have to be afraid."

With such a sentence from Zhang Fan, Zhou Xiaolei can't feel at ease.

"If I can kill your husband or not, I will know when your husband comes."

His question was ignored by Zhou Xiaolei. The smile on the old man's white robe with beard disappeared in a moment, and was covered by ice. He looked at Zhou Xiaolei coldly and said, "little girl, if you don't want to suffer, please call Zhang Fan and ask him to come over immediately."

"If I don't fight, how can you make me suffer?" Zhou Xiaolei flashed a sneer in her eyes. She asked.

"I'll strip you of your clothes, call eighteen men and give you to Once again, and take a video and send it to the Internet. "

When the old man with white robes and beards said this, in his eyes, in addition to the ice light, there were also lewd lights flashing.

Zhou Xiaolei's face is hard to find.

Such a beauty, who doesn't want to play with it.

"Husband, you hurry out, otherwise, I will be chaste."

Well

With Zhang Fan's words coming out, no matter Nie Zi or the old man with white robes and beards, they were all stunned. They had doubts in their eyes and said in secret: is this woman crazy.

The next second

A voice full of endless cold air came into the ears of Nie Zi and the old man with white robes and long beards.

"I am Zhang Fan's woman, only I can move. If anyone dares to move, I will let him go out of his wits and have no chance to die again."

Zhang Fan?

How could he be here, not in Wenhai?

After hearing the sound, Nie Zi and the old man with white robes and long beards changed their faces, and the corners of their mouths jerked. The doubts in their eyes were covered with shock.

Zhang Fan doesn't care whether Nie Zi or the old man with white robes and long beards are shocked or not. With a cold face, he jumps from the trunk of a big sky tree that needs to be surrounded by two people. After shaking a few shakes, he comes to Zhou Xiaolei. After casting a reassuring look at Zhou Xiaolei, he looks at Nie Zi. The corner of his mouth rises and draws up a sarcastic arc"Nie Zi, you don't want to avenge your father. Now, I'm standing in front of you. You come to kill me."

"Master..."

When Zhang Fan appeared, Nie Zi's eyes were shocked. She was immediately covered by the fire of hatred. She was red eyed and said to the old man with white robes: "master, please help me kill Zhang Fan to comfort my father's spirit in heaven."

"Disciple, I helped you kill Zhang Fan. Are you willing to follow me and join my sect?" The old man with white robe and Beard said kindly.

"So it is. No wonder."

As the old man with white robe and Beard said this, a doubt in Zhang Fan's heart was solved, and he said in secret: those who can cultivate Taoism and gather together in the realm of God have their own purpose in doing anything.

"Yes."

Nie Zi nods heavily.

"In that case, I will kill Zhang Fan for you and avenge your father."

The old man with beard in white robe looked at Zhang Fan, and he said coldly, "in order to let zier join my taixuanqing sect, I can only kill you. In my next life, remember not to kill people indiscriminately."

The old man with white robe and beard raised his hand, aimed at Zhang Fan and clapped it down.

With this slap shot down, Zhang Fan's head, there is a huge palm composed of Lingyuan, emitting an amazing breath.

Fall

When the word "falling" falls, the huge palm presses down toward Zhang Fan.

As soon as Zhang Fan appeared, he released his breath, which was undoubtedly the peak cultivation in the later period of Ning Yuan state.

Because of this, the old man with white robes and beards would make such a random blow.

When he wanted to come, he killed Zhang Fan in the later stage of Ning Yuan state with his cultivation in the later stage of gathering God state. A random blow was enough.

In the later stage of Ning Yuan state, the random attack of the old man with white robes and beards is indeed enough.

Unfortunately

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