Super Farmer's Legion of Beauties

Chapter 6602

Zhang Xiaofan stood with his hands down, his black eyes like stars in the deep sky.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his eyes and looked at the ancestral land of the holy boxing sect behind the altar, and then he sneered and said.

"Hidden in it for so long, don't you want to show up yet?"

"Don't you want to wait until I kill you all the way up and down, so that I can't catch you out!"

Zhang Xiaofan's indifferent eyes looked directly at the back of the holy boxing gate platform, and his voice was indifferent with a touch of deep provocation and defiance.

After hearing this, all of them were stunned one after another. It seemed that a group of disciples of Shengquan sect suddenly realized something at this moment, and their eyes all burst out with brilliant light, as if they were looking forward to something.

"Brother Zhang, who is he talking to?"

For a moment, Wang Yuanping was also very confused. Mu Bingyun and Chen Feixue, the two women, also looked at each other's faces. They all saw a deep look at each other's faces.

"Lizi, it's too much for you to do this..."

at the back of the altar, there is an old voice with deep anger.

The voice was vast and deep, like the voice of a God, but it also revealed an extremely strong, amazing sense of pressure.

"Whew

A red streamer flew out of the rear of the shrine and finally turned into a human figure, falling heavily on the ruins of the square.

Under his double feet, he fell like a giant, which made the originally inch by inch split, and the land in a mess was sinking a few feet at this moment!

They all followed the reputation, and they saw an old man with white hair and bare upper body. He was standing just 15 or 6 meters away from Zhang Xiaofan.

I can see that although the old man is old, his muscles are extremely dangerous. His fierce bronze color seems to contain explosive terrorist power in one muscle. It is just like casting copper water, which makes people afraid!

This old man, from his appearance to this moment, has not shown anyone's horror.

However, since he has appeared, all the people present can clearly feel an unspeakable terror and oppression, which is more from the oppression of the soul!

In particular, for a group of disciples of the holy boxing sect, they all showed deep respect and respect on their faces. They knelt down one after another, and made three obeisances and nine kowtows to them.

As if, what they are facing is not an old man with white hair, but their faith and the gods in their hearts!

"Suzerain --!"

Previously, by Zhang Xiaofan a side leg to directly hit the ground under the three elders of the holy boxing door is aware of this familiar breath.

He was very difficult to climb out of the pit, spit out a mouthful of blood, facing this old man with silver hair, his breath was like a thread, and his way was like a thread.

Hearing this, the old man with silver hair just glanced at the three elders of the holy boxing sect and nodded slightly, but he didn't mean to come forward to help.

Then, the old man again fell on Zhang Xiaofan's body, he took a deep breath, cold voice, way.