Super Student's Three-realms Army

After a long time, Xia Canghai, two and a half years ago, by the West Lake and Duanqiao, had witnessed the battle between Zhang Xiaofan and Qin Zongheng!

How could xiacanghai, which is famous in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province and is also a local snake in Wuzhou, not be familiar with Zhang Xiaofan?

Therefore, when Zhang Xiaofan reported himself to his family, Xia Canghai also reacted for the first time.

"Wutian devil. Zhang Wutian?"

With such a title, the courtyard fell into a dead silence.

As for the black bodyguards who were holding the 54 pistols, they were all stunned on the spot. All of them looked at Zhang Xiaofan in surprise.

There is no doubt that Zhang Wutian is a real legend in Jiangsu and Zhejiang!

Even two years ago, Liu Yunhai coerced the power of Chiyou hall to wipe out the whole area of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and the south of the Yangtze River. Liu Yunhai alone was no more than a supernatural power. Xiaocheng's Zhenyuan cultivation should not try to replace Zhang Xiaofan's absolute position in the hearts of people.

You know, in recent years, this group of big men in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been living on Zhang Xiaofan's nose.

At the beginning, song Qiaosen, who was also the first deputy to grasp all the events in the audience, also had a dramatic change of face at this time. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan with unbelievable eyes and said.

"You..."

"You are the Wutian devil. Zhang Wutian can't do it!"

"But if you want to be Zhang Wutian, shouldn't that Zhang Wutian have died on the West Siberian plain two years ago?"

"Even if..."

"Even if Zhang Wu has three heads and six arms and has the ability to understand the whole world, it is absolutely impossible to escape from the death bombing of blu-5 vacuum bomb."

"Noisy --!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's two eyebrows coagulated slightly, his right hand seal changed, and a bright golden light shot out from behind him.

In a twinkling of an eye, the bright golden light had already pierced song's throat.

Then, the golden hair is a 365 degree turn in mid air, one by one across the necks of Xia Canghai's men.

"Click..."

Under Xia Canghai's incredible eyes, song Qiaosen, who was sitting in the area of Zhenjiang and Zhejiang, defeated all the strong men of the Su family one after another, just like the invincible God of war, was dead and his head fell to the ground.

As for Xia Canghai's bodyguards in black, they were all beheaded in the blink of an eye!

With one sword, Zhang Xiaofan killed 21 people, including song Qiaosen.

It can be said that it is the place where the golden sword passes. The head flies and the whole scene is stained with blood.

For a moment, the evil spirit of the peaceful Siheyuan was soaring, and the pungent smell of blood was always stimulating Xia Canghai's nerves, which had already stretched to the extreme.

"Hum... Hum... Hum..."

"After flying a whole circle, the tiancongyun sword revolves around Zhang Xiaofan's body and moves up and down continuously. The sword body vibrates slightly and seems to be dissatisfied."

"It's like blaming Zhang Xiaofan invisibly for such a move. How can it make all the mediocre people it killed so vulnerable?"