Chapter 356

The tea room is fragrant, and suddenly an old friend comes from afar.

Meng Qi stood up to welcome him, her beautiful eyes revealing a trace of surprise; she didn't expect Zhang Fan to suddenly break in.

"Who are you people? So lacking in rules?"

Wang Qingshan raised his brows and looked at Meng Qi; he could see that the two reckless ghosts who suddenly broke in were clearly with Meng Qi.

"If they lack rules, they should be taught rules..." Wang Qinghe said coldly.

Obviously, this tea room is not a place where just anyone can have the qualifications to enter.

"Alright, that's her business; today's conversation ends here, let's go."

Wang Qingshan raised his hand to press virtually, seemingly unwilling to care too much, showing his generosity and kindness.

On the other hand, he didn't put these two people who broke in in his eyes at all.

"Go? Who let you go?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan whispered, and actually sat down in front of everyone.

"Hmm!?"

Wang Qingshan raised his brows, his gaze lowered, looking at Zhang Fan; at this very moment, he finally started to look at him formally.

As a disciple of the Wang family, he was so clever; although this person in front of him came with Meng Qi, he dared to be so unscrupulous in front of Meng Qi, obviously not an ordinary small character; at least, he didn't have to look at Meng Qi's face.

"Zhang Fan..." Seeing this, Meng Qi's face also changed, and she stepped forward and whispered: "I'll explain to you later."

"Qi, sit down; there's no need to explain; I heard everything clearly outside the door just now."

Zhang Fan picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I can tell you now, the treasure won't be handed over, and the person won't be handed over either."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan took a sip of tea, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the Wang Qingshan and Wang Qinghe brothers.

"Arrogant!"

Fierce light flickered in Wang Qinghe's eyes, he stepped out, and a terrifying aura rose proudly, actually shaking the teacups around him to shatter, the tea splashing up like a green dragon coming out of a flat lake, covering Zhang Fan; faintly, the sound of breaking wind was like blades cutting, killing and desolate.

"Water has no constant trend, energy has no constant form; when the two intersect, the situation is formed," Zhang Fan sat horizontally without moving, whispering leisurely.

The energy in the furnace is the unique skill inherited by the Wang Ancestor; the body is like a furnace, mysteriously refining a breath of true energy, which can drive all things, form all shapes, form a vast trend, and snatch the opportunity of leisurely fate.

This unique skill has the same wonderful effect as the Qiu family's 【Divine Breath Method】, except that the former is agile and changing, cleverly snatching the opportunity of life and fate, while the latter is more fierce and domineering, like thunder and fire.

"Your furnace is not even low-class, yet you dare to mysteriously refine a breath of true energy?"

Zhang Fan gave a cold snort; suddenly, the tea that had just turned into a dragon shape exploded five steps in front of him, the splashing water droplets jumped violently, and the roaring sound emitted was like thunder shaking, stinging the eardrums.

That terrifying sound echoed in the quiet tea room, finally making everyone's face change.

"You..."

Wang Qinghe's eyes widened, and he saw dense water droplets shooting towards him, each one jumping at an extremely terrifying frequency, rubbing against the air, actually having thunder and fire rising, firelight flickering and extinguishing.

Such terrifying pressure and temperature not only did not evaporate the water, but instead formed a barrier around it, like a sharp sword, frightening people's hearts.

"Qinghe..." Wang Qingshan roared sharply, wanting to rescue but it was already too late.

At such a close distance, suffering this method, it is certain that life cannot be guaranteed.

He didn't expect that Meng Qi would secretly bring a great expert when discussing with their brothers.

Hum...

Just when the dense water droplets were one step away from Wang Qinghe, the trend of killing stopped abruptly, the thunder and fire dissipated, and the water droplets fell one by one in front of him, hitting the ground and turning into a mist of water rising.

At this time, Wang Qinghe had already retreated to the corner; his pupils had almost shrunk to a point, and sweat had already soaked his clothes.

Just now, he had almost walked through the gates of hell.

That kind of killing method was definitely not something he could resist; being able to display such means, this person's attainments in thunder and fire methods could be said to be quite terrifying.

On the side, Meng Qi watched with a pounding heart; at this moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief; she was really afraid that Zhang Fan would kill Wang Qinghe here if they didn't agree.

That would really be poking a hole in the sky.

The so-called strong dragon does not suppress the local snake; this is Chang'an, the Wang family's territory, which is completely different from the situation of the Ge family and the Qiu family in Bai Yujing City.

"Young man, you don't know the height of heaven and the depth of earth; just because your surname is Wang doesn't mean you are really a king," Zhang Fan said indifferently.

Wang Qinghe stood frozen in place, Zhang Fan's voice echoing in his ears, his head blank, already unable to think, with only fear in his heart.

"Meng Qi, no wonder you have enough confidence; it turns out you invited a helper," Wang Qingshan's face was ugly, staring at Zhang Fan.

At this time, he no longer had any contempt, and quickly estimated the strength between him and Zhang Fan.

"Brother..." Wang Qinghe finally came back to his senses.

"Is your Excellency also a disciple of Mount Zhongnan? Thank you for showing mercy to my younger brother just now," Wang Qingshan said coldly.

"No need to thank me; I'm not a perverted serial killer who kills people if they don't agree," Zhang Fan chuckled.

"However... what did you say just now? If you lack rules, you should be taught rules? This is right..."

Hum...

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying atmosphere rose proudly, and the originally relaxed atmosphere became tense again.

A soul-aspect jumped out from Zhang Fan's body.

"Soul-aspect out of the body!" Wang Qingshan's face changed suddenly.

He didn't expect that this man in front of him, who had just dispersed his killing methods, would raise thunder again in a word.

Hum...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect vibrated; in the dark, there was a sword light swallowing and spitting, as if rising from the nameless, as if coming from the burial ground, turning in the air, changing vertically and horizontally, and strange outer scenes suddenly appeared around him, white bones everywhere, wandering in the underworld without life or death.

"Great Burial Sword!?"

"You really are a disciple of Mount Zhongnan!" Wang Qingshan roared.

One of the supreme unique skills of Mount Zhongnan, 【Sword Chapter Thirty-Six】, is a unique skill that can only be truly practiced and understood by reaching the Celestial Master Realm.

In Wang Qingshan's view, Zhang Fan practicing its Daoist methods at this age and this realm must be a direct disciple of Mount Zhongnan without a doubt.

Precisely because of this, he was even more shocked; he knew all the famous young experts of Mount Zhongnan, and it seemed there was no such person.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think too much.

"Qinghe, retreat quickly!"

Hum...

Wang Qingshan roared; at the same time, his soul-aspect also jumped out, blocking in front of Zhang Fan.

At the same time, three feet above his head, a piece of mist rose, like white clouds coming from the west, stretching vertically and horizontally, brilliant and reaching the sky, energy turning back to the elixir.

"White Clouds Facing the Peak!?" Meng Qi's eyes narrowed into a line, and she couldn't help but call out.

This is the innate essence energy, born during the period of movement, the elixir method is about to be completed, the vitality in the body is bursting, moving in the body, only then showing wonders, faintly already having the image of creation.

The Lv Ancestor once said, White Clouds Facing the Peak, sweet dew sprinkles on Mount Sumeru.

Rumble...

The image of White Clouds Facing the Peak rose proudly, as if a natural chasm, blocking the way of the Great Burial Sword.

Hum...

Just at this moment, that sword light jumped violently, as if a dragon or snake escaped, riding the wind, suddenly, and when looking back, it was empty, and everything in heaven and earth was gone.

"Gone?"