Super Student's Three-realms Army

Read so far, Zhang Xiaofan is the sword eyebrow slightly up a Yang, mouth asked, way.

"Give me a reason."

At this time, the boy was completely shocked by the arrogance of Zhang Xiaofan, and he felt a little afraid in his heart.

After all, just now Zhang Xiaofan cut off the head of Dongmen Xuesheng in front of him.

This move also made Zhang Xiaofan cold-blooded and bloodthirsty to an unprecedented degree.

If, after a little bit of their own words wrong, then wait for their own end. It may not be much better than Xuesheng in Ximen and Dongmen.

"Master, my younger name is Zhang Yangfeng. He is a disciple of Taiji."

"In this competition, the junior won the 18th place."

"Originally, the younger generation was not qualified to get pills."

"Therefore, thank you for your generous donation of pills."

I saw that the young man named Zhang Yangfeng bowed slightly to Zhang Xiaofan, with only a touch of gratitude between the lines.

Although, Zhang Xiaofan is overbearing and cold.

However, he just gave many young practitioners in Pingyuan province many pills.

At the same time, it also gives their younger generation a very practical good news.

Zhang Yangfeng, in particular, is one of the most powerful sect in China.

As early as the end of Song Dynasty and the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, it can be said that Shaolin had already achieved martial arts in the world, and Buddhism in the world was all Taoism, which shocked the world.

Therefore, it is not difficult to see from this that taijimen played an important role in the whole Chinese cultivation world at that time.

However, with the development of taijimen, with the passing of history, taijimen has gradually declined and become an insignificant sect.

It is also because of the vicissitudes of taijimen in this turbulent hundreds of years, from glory to decline.

Just now, the elixir Zhang Xiaofan just took out is a precious treasure for Zhang Yangfeng.

Therefore, this is the fundamental reason why Zhang Yangfeng still stops Zhang Xiaofan at the risk of being killed.

"I'm not interested in your school and identity, and I don't care whether you're so-called grateful or not."

"Because, I don't need to thank you. If you want the pills from my hand, you can."

"For me, as long as there are enough herbs, I can refine as many as I want."

"But..."

At this point, Zhang Xiaofan slightly a meal, immediately the front of the conversation a turn, the road.

"Why do you want this pill from me?"

See, Zhang Xiaofan eyes slightly a MI, look at that Zhang Yangfeng tone indifferent mouth, way.

The boy in front of him was named Zhang Yangfeng, although he only won the 18th place in the grand competition of Pingyuan zongmen.

But just for the talent of Zhang Yangfeng in Xiuzhen, it's really good.

After all, he is still young and under nineteen. It can be said that it was just the year of the weak crown.

Therefore, for Zhang Yangfeng, his future is promising.

"Master, I know that there is no such thing as pie in the sky in this world..."