Demon Eye Shura

"Fan'er!...you..."

Zhuo Wentian's black beard trembled for a while, his eyes opened wide, full of astonishment.

It is said that young people are arrogant and do not know the heights of the sky and the earth.But Zhuo Wentian felt that his grandson was mature and stable, he judged the situation and thought twice before acting.He never expected that he would work so hard for the spot of 'Gate of Blood Hell'.

"Does this child miss his father too much?"

Zhuo Wentian sighed slightly, and wanted to refuse, but Zhuo Wenzhan laughed loudly, "Hahaha! It really is a generation of talents from all over the world! Good!"

I saw his face was ecstatic, and his fat body was releasing domineering aura.He didn't expect that Zhuo Wentian didn't agree, but this little bastard was so forthright. He twirled his moustache and laughed yin and yang, "Don't worry, brother! I will definitely... will click till the end!"

"Bah! That's the end? The ghosts believe you. It's no wonder you didn't maim my precious grandson! You are a peddler who relies on the old to sell the old, you know how to bully the small with the big, and the old thing with perfect innate spiritual realm bullies a perfect body. Junior, shameless! Do you understand shame!"

Zhuo Wentian rolled his eyes at Zhuo Wenzhan with an unhappy face, his face moved slightly, and a murderous intent surged in his heart, he held Zhuo Yifan down with one hand, and Kuiba's body directly covered Zhuo Yifan:

"No! I am his elder, I don't agree!"

"You have to agree if you don't agree. If you don't agree, it proves that you, Zhuo Wentian, are a coward! You see, your grandson is much better than you!"

"Nima..."

"Grandpa, what is Fan'er's personality? It's been so many years, don't you know?"

These two old people, whose combined age is over a hundred years old, were arguing in full swing, Zhuo Yifan, as a junior, couldn't intervene at all, but because of this half of the spirit stone.Zhuo Yifan still smiled awkwardly.

A strong palm gently held Zhuo Wentian's strong arm, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, revealing a sunny and confident smile, which made Zhuo Wentian dumbfounded.

This kid, why are you so confident?

This smile is indeed the same as that of my rigid son, he must do what he decides.And, be sure to do the best you can.no regrets...

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhuo Wentian let out a long sigh and put down his hand calmly.He chose to believe in his grandson.

"Second Master's suggestion is very good, but this is my mother's dormitory. The place is narrow and inconvenient. It's better to go to the square. Second Master will explain the matter again in front of everyone. lest Second Grandpa renege on his debt."

Zhuo Wentian's support naturally made Zhuo Yifan more confident. Now that he has iron arms and evil eyes, he no longer has to be afraid of people like Zhuo Wenzhan!

"Okay, just follow what Yifan said."

Zhuo Wenzhan didn't care, and agreed casually.He went out first, and secretly smiled in his heart: "This little bastard is so bold. Feier who hurt me, I'll beat you into trash with one move later!"

As he said that, he gave a signal to the four guards he had brought, and the four of them hurried to ring the alarm bell and gather their own people to the square.

And Zhuo Yifan put on a white shirt in twos and twos, and followed.Zhuo Wentian raised his eyebrows and walked out. Seeing some rams on the ground who were still doing push-ups, he couldn't help shouting:

"What time is it, Nima is still doing it? What a fart! Hurry up and call people to the square!"

These guards felt wronged: Didn't you ask us to do it?Didn't you say that if you don't finish 1, you won't be finished?

With a helpless sigh, several guards immediately went to gather the troops in desperation, each of them frowned and smiled wryly.

Who made Zhuo Wentian, the elder they knew, be such a person?

He is very protective of his grandson, and for the sake of his grandson, he can ignore everything.But in normal times, his attitude towards his subordinates is better.Although not meticulous, but also caring.

Therefore, Zhuo Wentian has extremely high prestige in the hearts of the Zhuo family.Although Zhuo Yifan was not ridiculed by Shao, no one dared to do anything to him.

Because... there will be a heavy price to pay!

Thinking of this, several people trembled.

He vaguely remembered the last time a bold guard slapped Zhuo Yifan and taunted him a few words.Zhuo Wentian directly cut off the guard's tongue, and pressed his round head into a gourd shape. What's even more amazing is that the guard didn't die, but... he became a complete idiot.

Since that day, no one dared to touch Zhuo Yifan again.That incident still haunts everyone's hearts.

……

At this moment, it is already noon, the sun is scorching hot, and the sky is shining like an oven.

Many people wiped the sweat from their heads and stared at the two figures in the middle of the square in surprise.

Regardless of whether it was the left wing or the right wing, servants or maids, they all gathered in the square.

"I hope Second Master will show mercy!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhuo Yifan stood opposite Zhuo Wenzhan and bowed in salute.

"Okay! Just one move, as long as Yifan Xiaosun can block my move, the qualification for the gate of the blood prison is none other than you!"

Who else in the square couldn't see Zhuo Wenzhan's intentions, he just wanted to take this opportunity to maim Zhuo Yifan.But what they don't understand is, isn't Zhuo Wentian always protective of his weaknesses?Why didn't he jump out and stop it?

How could these people know the mood of Eldest Master Zhuo Wentian at this moment, yes, he is very conflicted.

As Zhuo Yifan's grandfather, he knew Zhuo Yifan's personality very well.Absolutely no confidence, no risk, think twice before acting has always been his criterion.

But he knows his half-brother, Zhuo Wenzhan, better!He is definitely a ruthless guy who fights tit for tat.Zhuo Wentian was afraid that Zhuo Wenzhan would play some tricks in this battle.

For example, throwing poison on the palm, or hurting someone with a hidden weapon...

"Pick me up!"

Zhuo Wenzhan couldn't wait a long time ago, and the beasts screamed, and the light and shadow under his feet continued, and the palm was filled with dark orange spiritual power, and there was a bang, and the palm of the hand was like an electric dragon, and he slapped Zhuo Yifan fiercely.

This palm was extremely fierce, as if it was going to put Zhuo Yifan to death directly.

"Fan'er! Be careful!" Zhuo Hanlan, Zhuo Yifan's mother, yelled loudly, mist had risen in her eyes.

"Nimma! King-level high-level spiritual skill: Hundred Folding Palms! So ruthless!!"

Before Zhuo Wentian stepped forward to stop him, it was too late.In the next breath, this ruthless fat old man had already stepped in front of Zhuo Yifan.

"Zhuo Wenzhan! What will happen to my grandson, I'll let that fat ass bloom and move his head!" Zhuo Wentian couldn't help but roared, feeling extremely self-blame in his heart.My head is already dizzy and I don't know why.

Hundred palms!

With one palm, the power of a hundred palms is fully integrated, and it is extremely fast. It seems that there is only one palm, but when it is hit, the pain is nothing like eating the continuous hitting power of a hundred palms.

Even if Zhuo Yifan survived by chance, he might be mentally handicapped by this palm.

"It's really vicious!"

Zhuo Yifan was concentrating, he raised his eyes, his face remained unchanged.Seeing that the palm was about to hit his chest, he unexpectedly crossed his arms to resist without fear.

"what!……"

Those timid servants and maids couldn't help but exclaimed, and even the guards were fighting like noodles one by one.

"Little thing, can the arm hold it back? Disable it!"

"boom!"

This palm was impartial, and it hit Zhuo Yifan's intertwined arms at once, and the explosive force exploded. The thick orange spiritual power exploded like fireworks, and the spiritual waves rushed in all directions. Zhuo Yifan's whole body directly Was blown away.

"Fan'er!..."

Zhuo Wentian turned pale with shock, a mighty aura suddenly erupted, he seemed to be several decades older, his heart was full of anger, and a strong murderous aura gushed out, "Nima Zhuo Wenzhan! I'm going to kill you !Kill that fat man! Kill all of you to be buried with my Fan'er..."

But at this moment, the figure flying upside down in the void suddenly flipped lightly, like the whole body of Feilong Wutian was whirling in the air, and what he was performing was the Zhuo family's body training method "Da Yan Tu ".

There are 49 kinds of body training techniques in "Da Yantu", each of which is very mysterious. If one can practice it to the highest level, the flexibility of the body can definitely turn decay into a legend!

"It seems that the second master's half of the spirit stone can't be kept this time!" Zhuo Yifan, who fell firmly on the ground, patted the dust on his body and smiled lightly.

"A palm from the innate spirit realm... It's like an elephant is about to be slapped away, but he actually blocked it!" The expressions of everyone on the field changed drastically, and they couldn't help showing expressions of surprise.

"Although my palm only has the power of six elephants, the continuous hitting power of the hundred-fold palm is enough to cripple him! How can he resist! This... is simply a monster!"

"Is his body made of iron? Why is it so powerful!"

Zhuo Wenzhan began to retreat again and again, he sealed the meridians tightly with spiritual power, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his Hundred Folding Palm just now was completely backlashed by Zhuo Yifan's extremely powerful defensive power !

"How is this possible! The second master is injured! The boy who was slapped is still alive and kicking. Is he still human? When did he become so powerful!"

An uproar sounded.

At this moment, Zhuo Wenzhan looked at Zhuo Yifan in horror, his mind was in a mess, listening to the discussions of the people around him, his head was in a mess.

Everyone looked sideways, looking at Zhuo Yifan strangely, and their expressions were also extremely exciting.There are surprises, admiration, doubts, confusion, surprises, those who nod, those who shake their heads, and those who are frightened. Everyone's expressions in this life are used up at this moment...

Starting today, Zhuo Yifan has more or less changed in everyone's minds.

It turned out that this person who they had always considered a waste was actually so powerful!

"Second master lost, can you hand over the spirit stone?" Zhuo Yifan slowly walked up to Zhuo Wenzhan, spread his hands, and smiled narrowly, with a strong sense of ridicule.

"You're cheating!" Zhuo Wenzhan knew his own strength, he stared at Zhuo Yifan, and stood up angrily, he absolutely didn't believe that Zhuo Yifan could block his palm.

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