The Steward Demonic Emperor - 553. Chapter 553

“Then Sect Master, dear elders, if there is nothing wrong with me, I will leave first!” He held his fists respectfully again towards the crowd on the stage, and Zhuo Fan said cautiously.

However, before anyone could speak, he was the same as before, carrying the broomstick all the way to trot away, as if his life had been stolen back, for fear of being caught by the people behind him.

Seeing his funny appearance, all the people in the audience showed a sneer. Although they didn’t know how Zhuo Fan appeared on stage, they wanted to come as an ordinary handyman disciple, otherwise they wouldn’t be so conscientious, like a hillbilly who had never seen a big scene.

But think about it, the dignified lord and the elders gathered together for worship. It’s normal for him to be scared of such a big battle.

And Xie Wuyue also curled the corner of her mouth, sneered again and again.

It’s just that he didn’t laugh at Zhuo Fan as if he was running away, he was just laughing at this kid pretending to be like him. In order to avoid the attention of the elders and worshippers, he really fought hard.

The dignified generation of heroes, Zhuo Da Butler, unexpectedly 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 feel smiled, their eyes showed contempt, and they withdrew their attention.

What is the relationship between us when he and the Sovereign, it seems that we are too worried. It’s just a younger generation, how can the Sect Master look at him?

Only those who really understand Zhuo Fan’s strength can understand Zhuo Fan’s trip, but it’s low-key. Once he gets a high profile, he will no longer be human!

Looking at each other, Yue Ling and Kui Lang both laughed unconsciously and shook their heads. And Hu Meier and Liu Xu were staring at the funny running back, 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 an extremely fast speed.

“Hmph, no matter who it is, it’s on the stage of martial arts, but with two moves, it’s not that easy to get off!” Guihu’s eyes glowed with red light, and he rushed towards Zhuo Fan with a grim look. .

That powerful oppressive force, even the many disciples in the audience, could not help their breath stagnating, and they regressed in a horrified heart.

Secretly, this ghost tiger is really cruel, and even a handyman disciple will not let it go. Is he born to kill? Going up to jackals, tigers and leopards, down to ants and grasshoppers, don’t let it go!

However, what everyone didn’t notice was that, under such a strong pressure, Zhuo Fan, who was on the martial arts stage facing all this, did not move at all, as if he was not affected at all.

Seeing this scene, Guihu’s pupils became more blood-red unconsciously, and his face looked excited.

He had already heard from Hu Mei’er and Liu Xu that this Zhuo Fan was a hidden master.

This can’t help but arouse his enthusiasm. For many years, he has been invincible in the inner door, and he has long been numb and tired. Now that he met Zhuo Fan, an opponent who seemed to be evenly matched with him, his blood boiled over and rushed to his head.

He didn’t care about anything, he rushed straight up, even forgot, but he rushed up in front of the elder master of the whole sect, and he didn’t ask the big guys before he did it. It’s really shameful.

However, everyone did not say too much about it!

The rest of the ordinary worship elders, looking at all of this, naturally it has nothing to do with themselves. Sovereign and none of them expressed their attitude, so naturally they are not easy to speak, lest they say the wrong thing and get into trouble.

Shifu, the great elders, their eyes narrowed slightly and let them go. They haven’t seen this Zhuo Fan, but listened to the disciple’s return, saying that this person was hiding very deeply.

Now, with the help of the ghost and tiger, it happens to be able to explore the real and the truth!

And Xie Wuyue also sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, not rushed or impatient, and ignored it at all. Although Zhuo Fan’s recent strength is not well understood, he does know the potential of this kid.

Zhuo Fan, who was still in the Bone Forging Realm, was able to fight against the peerless genius and the quasi-shenzhen master Huangpu Qingtian. Now he has the eighth level of cultivation of the sky, can it be much worse than the seven-level ghost tiger? NS?

As for Kui Lang, Yue Ling, etc., seeing the scene of Guihu charging forward so fiercely and fearlessly, they all shook their heads helplessly and sighed.

Especially the two Kui Lang, who know Zhuo Fan’s strength even more, they are peerless powerhouses who can easily bring down their two masters with one move, even the ghost tiger, I’m afraid they can’t control it with one move. Both of them!

Now that he rushed up like this, it was no different from looking for death.

But at this point, Guihu didn’t even know it. In his heart, he was still waiting to fight Zhuo Fan happily for three hundred rounds, and then get rid of this strong enemy!

But what is waiting for him is obviously desperate…

His ears moved slightly, Zhuo Fan turned his head leisurely, but he saw a fierce man rushing towards him, he chuckled, and murmured: “I didn’t want to show people before, but there are people who don’t think about it! Humph, what annoying!”

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

Wow!

Suddenly, the violent wind blows, flying sand and rocks, the ghost tiger is rushing towards Zhuo Fan with a grinning grin, but before he is physically present, he suddenly feels an incredibly powerful wind is pressing toward him, and his eyes suddenly shrink. My heart is horrified!

How can this be?

Guihu couldn’t believe it. Zhuo Fan just swept away at will, and he was able to generate such a strong pressure. Is this damn human power?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, at this time there was just a gust of wind blowing on the martial arts stage. But Guihu faced the 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, it was like a mountain of ten thousand feet condensed by the wind, rushing towards him fiercely.

If this is compacted, he must be broken!

Cold sweat oozes out of his forehead for an instant, and for the first time since Guihu entered the clan, his face turned pale with fright. The palms of the palms and the palms of the feet were also covered with sweat!

However, he still gritted his teeth, raised his whole body’s strength, and leaned forward with both hands suddenly, and the gurgling breath suddenly filled his palms, glowing with a light gray light.

“Ming Sha Jue!” With a loud roar, the ghost tiger had already smashed into the mountain, but suddenly his eyes were torn apart, his eyes suddenly reddened, and even his eyeballs were about to stick out!

puff!

One couldn’t hold back it, and Guihu suddenly spit out a mouthful of red blood, and his feet slammed on the rocky ground below, as if it had taken root. But even so, listening to the loud rumbling noise, he was still pushed back by the pressure of the wind, and the rock below it turned up like the ground, rushing out!

In the end, after he was lifted out of the martial arts stage, he finally could no longer withstand the strong pressure, his waist bent backward, and he immediately lay down on the ground. The wind pressure rubbed the tip of his nose and rushed out with a whirr. Go straight to the sky, nowhere to be seen!

Only the two rows of gravel ruins opened up by the feet of ghosts and tigers on the martial arts stage truly warned people that this seemingly weak handyman disciple was terrible…

Shocked, unbelievably shocked!

It was just the wind pressure from a simple broom that actually forced the number one master of the inner door, the big brother Guihu, to retreat instantly, with no resistance. How could this be possible?

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

Where is this kid sacred, how can he appear in the lowest place like the handyman’s room with such strength?

Shi Jifeng and the others also shrank suddenly, and their hearts were shocked.

Although they had thought about Zhuo Fan’s strength, it must be no small thing, even Ghost Tiger might not be able to win him. But he never expected that he would be so perverted.

Ghost Tiger, the strongest disciple of the inner sect, let alone take him, he doesn’t even have the qualifications to fight against others. The two of them are simply the difference between heaven and earth, not the same level of existence!

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

But let alone them, even Xie Wuyue, the master of the sect who personally recruited Zhuo Fan, couldn’t help his eyes condensing fiercely at this time, and his heart was full of horror.

It was three years ago that he met Zhuo Fan. Even though he had expectations of this kid’s strength, he didn’t expect Zhuo Fan to be so strong.

After all, he didn’t know how many transformations Zhuo Fan made to himself afterwards, or how powerful his unicorn arm was!

Now that I saw it with my own eyes, I was really surprised and delighted in my heart. Zhuo Fan’s perverted strength has already made this sect master feel that pulling such a shocking monster into the sect is really making a lot of money. It is envisaged to earn a lot more.

At this moment, when he thought of the nine-rank spirit pill he had paid, he not only felt that it was very worthwhile, 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 preparing to enter the elite elite, they were completely dumbfounded at this time.

Kui Lang and Yue Ling were okay. After all, they had known Zhuo Fan’s strength before, and they were prepared, but even so, Zhuo Fan’s move today still shocked them and sighed again and again.

Under the world, how can such a perverted monster exist?

But Hu Meier and Liu Xu are completely confused. With such strength, let alone ghosts, even the senior disciples among the elite disciples, it is estimated that it is difficult to compare.

Looking at each other, both of them were bitter. Zhuo Fan is so powerful that they feel helpless no matter how hard they rack their brains!

Guihu lay blankly on the rocky ground at the edge of the martial arts platform, his face pale and bloodless, his eyes wide open, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

This was the first time in his history that he had died in such close contact. He had never thought that among his peers, there would be one person who could easily kill him with gestures, just as easy as killing an ant.

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

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

He does not pose a threat to them at all…