Volume 5 Chapter 553 One Move to Shock the Audience

"Then Sect Master, the elders worship, if I don't have anything to do here, I will go first!" He clasped his fists respectfully again towards everyone on the stage, and Zhuo Fan said cautiously.

However, before anyone could speak, he was the same as before, trotting away with the broom on his back, as if his life had been stolen, for fear of being caught by the people behind him.

Looking at his funny appearance, the people in the audience all sneered. Although they don't know how Zhuo Fan appeared on the stage, they thought that he was just an ordinary handyman disciple, otherwise it would be impossible to be so obedient, like a country bumpkin who has never seen a big scene.

But think about it too, the dignified sect master and the elders gathered together to worship, where has he seen such a big battle, and it is normal to be scared and stupid.

And Xie Wuyue also twitched the corners of her mouth, sneering again and again.

It's just that he wasn't laughing at Zhuo Fan for running for his life, he was just laughing at how the kid pretended to be. In order to avoid the attention of the elders, he really fought hard.

The dignified and all-powerful generation of hero, Zhuo Da Butler, actually appeared in the role of a small person, and it was indeed enough to wrong him.

When the other elders saw this, they didn't even feel a smile, their eyes showed contempt, and they withdrew their attention.

We think that he really has any relationship with the suzerain, it seems that we are overthinking. He's just a junior, how can the sect master look up to him?

Only those who really understand Zhuo Fan's strength will understand that Zhuo Fan's trip is just low-key. If he gets a high profile, he is no longer a human being!

Looking at each other, Yueling and Kuilang both laughed lightly and shook their heads. On the other hand, Hu Mei'er and Liu Xu were staring at the back of that funny running away, with a gloomy look in their eyes!

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and then a figure flashed past, rushing towards Zhuo Fan at a very fast speed.

"Hmph, no matter who it is, it's not so easy to get on the martial arts stage, but it's not so easy to go on with two moves!" Guihu's eyes glowed with red awns, and he rushed towards Zhuo Fan with a ferocious face, and his whole body was suddenly released with a seventh-level aura. .

That powerful oppressive force, even the many disciples in the audience, couldn't help but stagnate, and they all stepped back, their hearts were horrified.

He secretly thought that this ghost tiger was really cruel, even a handyman disciple was not spared. Was he born to kill? Up to the jackals, tigers and leopards, down to the ants and grasshoppers, all are not spared!

However, what everyone didn't notice is that under such a powerful pressure, Zhuo Fan, who was facing all this on the martial arts stage, remained motionless and seemed to be unaffected at all.

Seeing this scene, Guihu's pupils became even more blood red, with a look of excitement on his face.

He had already heard from Hu Meier and Liu Xu that Zhuo Fan was a hidden master, and when he saw it now, he really lived up to his reputation.

This can't help but arouse his competitive spirit again. He, who has been invincible in the inner sect for many years, has long been numb and tired. Now that he encountered an opponent like Zhuo Fan who seemed to be evenly matched with him, his blood suddenly boiled and rushed to his head.

He didn't care about anything, he rushed up, and even forgot, he rushed in front of the whole sect worshiping the elders and sect masters, and he didn't ask the big guys before he started, which was really disrespectful.

However, everyone just let it go and didn't say much!

The rest of the ordinary worshiping elders, watching all this, naturally have nothing to do with them. The Sect Master and the others did not express their attitude, and they naturally did not speak well, so as not to say the wrong thing and get into trouble.

Shi Feng, the Great Elder, and the others narrowed their eyes slightly and let it go. They had never seen this Zhuo Fan, but only heard from the disciples that he was hiding deeply.

Now, with the help of Guihu, it is just time to explore the truth!

And Xie Wuyue is also sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, not in a hurry or impatient, and simply ignores it. Although he doesn't know much about Zhuo Fan's recent strength, he knows the potential of this kid.

Zhuo Fan, who was still in the Bone Forging Realm at the time, was able to fight against the peerless genius, the quasi-divine master Huangpu Qingtian. Now that he has cultivated the eighth level of Tianxuan, can he still be much worse than the ghost tiger of the seventh level of the gods? ?

As for Kui Lang, Yue Ling, and the other four, they all shook their heads helplessly and let out a long sigh when they saw the scene of Guihu rushing forward so fiercely without fear of death.

Especially the two Kuilang, who know Zhuo Fan's strength even more, they are the peerless powerhouses who can easily bring down their two masters with one move. Both of them!

Now that he rushed up like this, it was really no different from courting death.

But this point, Guihu didn't know at all, in his heart, he was still waiting to fight Zhuo Fan for 300 rounds, and then get rid of this powerful enemy!

But what awaits him will obviously be despair...

His ears moved slightly, and Zhuo Fan turned his head leisurely, but just as he saw a fierce big man swooping towards him, he chuckled and murmured, "I didn't want to show off, but why are there people who don't think about themselves! Humph, so annoying!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan suddenly flicked his shoulder, and the red light on his right arm suddenly burst out!

Whoa!

In an instant, the wind was blowing violently, flying sand and rocks, and the ghost tiger was rushing towards Zhuo Fan with a grinning smile, but before he was there, he suddenly felt an unbelievably powerful wind pressure coming towards him, and his pupils shrank suddenly. Horrified!

how can that be?

Guihu couldn't believe it, Zhuo Fan just casually swept away, and he was able to generate such a strong coercion. Is this the power of a human being?

maybe someone else

It seemed that there was only a gust of wind on the Yanwu stage at this time. But Guihu faced this wind pressure head-on, and his feelings were completely different from those of others.

In his eyes, it was as simple as a gust of wind blowing past, it was simply a ten thousand zhang high mountain condensed by the wind, rushing towards him fiercely.

If this is compacted, he must break the bones!

Cold sweat instantly oozes out on his forehead, and for the first time since Guihu entered the sect, his face turned pale with fright. The palms and feet are also full of sweat!

However, he still gritted his teeth, raised his whole body's original strength, and his hands slammed forward, the gurgling cold breath suddenly filled his palms, and a light gray light appeared.

"Mingsha Art!" With a loud roar, the ghost tiger had slammed into the mountain fiercely, but his eyes were about to split, his eyes suddenly blood red, and even his eyeballs were about to protrude!

puff!

One couldn't hold back, Guihu suddenly spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and stomped his feet on the stone ground below, as if they were rooted. But even so, when he heard the loud bang, he was still pushed back by the wind, and the rock below was even more like turning over the ground, rushing out!

In the end, after he was knocked out of the martial arts stage, he couldn't bear the strong pressure any longer, his waist bent back, and he immediately fell to the ground. The wind pressure rubbed the tip of his nose and rushed out with a snort. Go straight to the sky and disappear without a trace!

Only the two rows of gravel ruins on the Yanwu Platform were opened up by the feet of the ghost tigers, which can truly warn people that this seemingly weak handyman disciple is terrifying...

Shocked, incredible shock!

It's just the wind pressure from the simple broom and the fan, to actually force the first master of the inner door, the big brother Guihu to retreat in an instant, without the power to resist, how is this possible?

All the people couldn't help being completely stunned, looking at Zhuo Fan, who was still carrying a broom on the stage, with 10,000 grass and mud horses running wildly in his head.

Why is this kid so sacred and so powerful, how can he appear in the lowest place like the utility room?

Shi Feng and others also shrank their pupils suddenly, and their hearts were shocked.

Although they thought about Zhuo Fan's strength, it must be no trivial matter, even Guihu may have a hard time winning him. But I never imagined that it would change to such a degree.

The strongest disciple of the inner sect, Guihu, let alone take him, is not even qualified to fight with others. The two of them are simply the difference between heaven and earth, not a level of existence!

For a while, the elders of the sect were all stunned, looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of surprises.

But let alone them, even Xie Wuyue, the head of a sect who personally recruited Zhuo Fan, couldn't help but condensed his pupils, and his heart was full of astonishment.

It was three years ago that he met Zhuo Fan. Now even if he has expectations for the strength of this kid, he did not expect Zhuo Fan to be so strong.

After all, he doesn't know how many reborn transformations Zhuo Fan has done to himself after that, nor how powerful his unicorn arm is!

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I am really surprised and delighted. Zhuo Fan's perverted strength has already made the sect master feel that pulling such an earth-shattering monster into the sect has really made a lot of money. Imagine, but also to earn a lot more.

At this moment, when he thought about the rank nine spiritual pill he had paid for, not only did he feel that it was worth it, he even felt that it was like buying a gold mine for a penny, and he was overjoyed!

As for the four inner disciples who were about to enter the elite, they were completely dumbfounded at this time.

Kuilang and Yueling are okay. After all, they knew Zhuo Fan's strength before and were prepared, but even so, Zhuo Fan's shot today still shocked them and sighed again and again.

How can such a perverted monster exist in the world?

However, Hu Meier and Liu Xu were completely confused. With such strength, let alone a ghost tiger, even the senior disciples among the elite disciples would hardly be able to compare.

They looked at each other, their faces were bitter. Zhuo Fan's strength has reached the level that they feel helpless no matter how much they rack their brains!

Guihu lay blankly on the stone ground on the edge of the Yanwu Platform, his face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were wide open, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

This is the first time in his history that he has been killed by such close contact. He never thought that among his peers, there would be one person who could easily kill him with his gestures, as easily as killing an ant.

Zhuo Fan's indifference and calmness made him feel real horror.

Facing Zhuo Fan, he seemed to be facing the worship of Zongmen, because they were all too strong, and there was no shadow of his disciple in their eyes.

He doesn't pose a threat to them at all...